> l
An alley behind a strip mall massage parlor < s d >.
The alley reeked of garbage and stale vodka. Vil staggered out from behind an overflowing dumpster and plunged his hand deeper into the trashcan, mumbling incoherently. Triumphantly he pulled out a charred, cracked lightbulb. "A Magic Orb!" he declared. "This… this will guide me! This Magic Orb will tell me when to buy and sell my last $12,000 of cryptocurrency!"
   There are two obvious exits: south, down. This room is lit.
Vil the self-proclaimed Supreme Leader of ↳ Я R ↰ (drunk) (inept).
> exa orb
A Magic Orb (charred) (cracked).
Upon closer inspection of the Magic Orb, you realize that it is a charred, cracked lightbulb.
You can command the orb: orb [market] [porfolio] [trades] [daily] [wins].
   This item is practically weightless.
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