Locating Outpost 186 in Cambridge.

The spraddled motley of the avante ambitious of every description in this toxic arena of achievement anxiety converge on this odd old Lincoln era farmhouse now enveloped by a city.

There are a confusing array of doors in two buildings made one for fire safety and tax purposes. The hapless anxious ditzes are known to get lost and hover like moths to a flame and this aims to address the problem and reveal the mystery.

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