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| The proprietor of this modestly priced inn—the Cloud Nine—has been heard to boast that his beds are so soft and fluffy one will feel as though they are sleeping on a cloud. However, after paying their coin, one will quickly find that the mattresses are not stuffed with goosefeather, but hardened stacks of dry straw. |
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