Artur's Coffee and Cakes                               -      -      - 
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The fragrant smell of fresh coffee and cakes fill the room.  Customers
sit at tables or booths, idling away the day sipping coffee and discussing
politics.  Several customers seem to just sit there barely moving, as if in
a trance.  You wonder what is so fascinating about those clouds, maybe you
should buy something, kick back and investigate.  There seems to be other
things on sale here if coffee and cakes do not interest you.  

A halfling wearing a fine smoking vest chews his pipe behind the counter.