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Visit the Zone of Mateless Socks
You drift lazily over to the Zone of Mateless Socks. The soothing air of Limbo starts to erode your mental defenses and you admit to yourself a definite desire to sleep for an eon or two.
The Sockkeeper is surprisingly friendly and takes you on a tour of the zone, where thousands of innocent babies and pious men search the seas of socks and bind together any socks that happen to match. Meanwhile at Receiving hundreds of drifters arrive with armloads of socks and leave again into the void to find another load of socks. Nobody in Limbo is ever sockless.







