Around St Loomis area, one might hear through the grapevine:
"Lucy Mudlark came back to her shop Celeday evening to find a burglar in the back storeroom! Whoever it was managed to slip past her and escape, and all she could tell was that it was an average height sort of person dressed like an ordinary traveler, with a hood up to hide his face. She's sure it was one of those furreners, though -- who else would break into her shop for the first time ever?"
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