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feet above the guards' heads, but looks as thin as balsa.  A strong gust of
wind could easily blow it open, and it appears that none of the inhabitants
of the outpost even care too much.  They may have procured the funding to
come here, but it appears that once out of oversight's illumination, they
revert to their true human ways of laziness and apathy.