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You awake to a throbbing headache and find a mysterious object handcuffed to your right hand. The streets and alleyways around you are silent but filled with the lingering aftermath of ongoing rioting and protests - which have now turned mostly to looting and wanton destruction. You are lying facedown by a rail embankment, partially buried beneath a heap of refuse, shredded plastic bags, broken bottles, discarded junk and debris, foul-smelling waste. As you raise your manacled hand to examine it you notice the following:
