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    { "Rect": { "x": 0, "y": 104, "w": 160, "h": 64, "color": 8, "meaning": "Floor" } },
    { "Rect": { "x": 108, "y": 104, "w": 52, "h": 34, "color": 0, "meaning": "Wall" } },
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  "exits": [null, null, 12, null],
  "music": 5,
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      "name": "seam", "sprite": "none", "x": 28, "y": 110,
      "look": "A dark corner where mould negotiates with wood. The shadow has a straight edge. Shadows don't.",
      "synonyms": "corner mould gap shadow",
      "requires_flag": "back-room-open",
      "sets_flag": "found-grail",
      "use_text": "You reach into the seam (cough tax: one cough). Fingers find cardboard: a white label — THE white label — and, taped to it, an envelope marked OFFICIAL. Filed where the counter couldn't want it."
    },
    {
      "name": "white label", "sprite": "whitelabel", "x": 24, "y": 126,
      "look": "No artist. No title. A single-digit catalogue number. The packaging is so minimal it becomes smug. Finding one is a miracle; buying one is a financial decision. It is, impossibly, adjacent to Uncle's list — filed under nothing.",
      "takeable": true, "synonyms": "label record grail vinyl"
    },
    {
      "name": "delay notice", "sprite": "notice", "x": 40, "y": 128,
      "look": "OFFICIAL RSD NOTICE: ALL SPECIAL RELEASES DELAYED IN TRANSIT. (VAN BROKE DOWN NEAR A GLITTER FACTORY.) Stamped, signed, real. Documents are the only thing the wall trusts.",
      "takeable": true, "synonyms": "notice envelope official"
    },
    {
      "name": "throne", "sprite": "none", "x": 128, "y": 130,
      "look": "A milk crate waits like a throne for the exhausted.",
      "synonyms": "milk crate seat",
      "use_text": "You sit. For eleven seconds, nothing is required of you. Best eleven seconds of the day."
    },
    {
      "name": "ruins", "sprite": "none", "x": 90, "y": 112,
      "look": "Unsorted crates stacked like ruins. No dividers. No mercy. It's unpriced, unsorted, and smells like the history of dust. Chalk marks on the shelf slats spell out chords for furniture.",
      "synonyms": "crates stacks around room boxes"
    }
  ]
}