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It has three domains — murder mysteries, object placements and team allocation — and this catalogue imports all three domains, 756 problems in total.","introduction_ja":"","introduction_en":"","category":"Category not supplied","task_count":null,"acquisition_status":"Acquisition status not supplied","official_url":"https://zayne-sprague.github.io/MuSR/","indexing_mode":"index","profile":{"resources":[],"task_format":"","scoring":"","metric":"","size":"","answer_access":"","license":"","citation":"","maintainer":"","released":"","why_hard":"","related":[],"history":"","construction":"","limitations":"","saturation":"","scores":[]}},"task_id":"275aa7bc-3f94-5a9c-8033-0a1ffaf79dbd","task_key":"default--object~5fplacements--275aa7bc-3f94-5a9c-8033-0a1ffaf79dbd","task_revision_id":"1","upstream_id":"","short_description":"Which location is the most likely place George would look to find the discarded…","config":"default","split":"object_placements","body":"{\"choices\":\"['garbage bin', 'storage room', 'working table']\",\"narrative\":\"In an airy studio filled with purposeful bustle, George, the resident sculptor, was waiting eagerly to embark on his new project. His apprentice, Susan, was assisting him with an unwavering enthusiasm that was almost infectious. Together, they were making the necessary preparations, one of which was to gather the necessary tools for the day's work. They knew that their chisel box, a paramount collection for their sculpture work, was resting somewhere in the storage room.\\n\\nAt the same time, the studio manager, Paul, was busy sweeping and arranging the area to bring about a sense of order. Always aiming for perfection, Paul even remembered the discarded sculpture resting on the working table, a testament to the artistic process's trials and tribulations.\\n\\nOverall, despite their different roles in this creative venture, they were all aware of each item's location. Susan knew where the chisel box had been stored. George was aware of the discarded sculpture on the work table that he planned to start afresh, and Paul had already started to clean the area, fully aware of the locations of all the objects. The studio was buzzing with conscious energy, everyone performing a role in harmony to bring the artist's creation to life.\\n\\nWith an eagerness that mirrored her drive, Susan picked up the chisel box from the storage, the cold, smooth metal in her hands further fueling her resolve. Setting it down on the work table, she could almost feel her excitement spark off the air; the prospect of learning and assisting in George's new project was now more real than ever. While George and Susan's lively exchange about the project resonated with anticipation, Paul found himself stationed at the entrance, engaging in an important phone call. Tucked away from George's workspace, he discussed potential collaborations with a prospective artist. Simultaneously, Susan was spotted carrying an object amidst her enlightening conversation with George, her grip firm and her gaze steady, reminding everyone of her role and resolve in the fascinating world of sculpture. As the day brought new tasks and opportunities, the studio was alive with a multilayered rhythm of creative momentum.\\n\\nObserving the unwanted art piece, Paul hoisted it into his arms; he moved with efficiency and purpose, making his way to the trash bin to depose it. As it landed with a thud, he let out a satisfied sigh... the studio was tidy once more, the air seemed a tad clearer, equaling George’s road to unperturbed creation. George, the reputed sculptor, was engrossed in a vibrant discourse with his eager apprentice, Susan. Their eyes scanned the intricate blueprints unfurled across the drafting table, discussing the minor details that would eventually breathe life into the new project. Meanwhile, Paul toiled diligently in a separate space, conducting his studio management tasks with a remarkable accuracy that only came from years of practice. \\n\\nSusan's eyes flickered back and forth from George's expressive face to the paper below, as she listened intently to his explanations. The blueprints, now bespeckled with fresh notes and corrections to their original design, were the central focus of this discussion. The engaging conversation about lines, shades, and structures kept them absorbed, not even sharing the same air with Paul’s cleaning area. \\n\\nMaintaining tranquility in the creative chaos, Paul swept away dust and sorted tools in a corner of the studio, an oasis of order within the whirlwind of creative fervor. It seemed as if he and the other two were in separate worlds with their unrelated tasks. Yet, they all functioned harmoniously, in a rhythm that represented the heartbeat of the studio. Their conversation corner, removed from Paul’s meticulous attentions, echoed their voices, creating the sound track for the studio symphony.\\n\\nAfter completing his work, George picked up the chisel box, carrying it to its proper storage spot. The studio fell silent for a moment as the important tools were moved, signifying the end of a productive day. George, with his customary focus, paired with the silence of the soon-to-be-closed studio, was entirely absorbed in his task, working to ensure every preparation was made for the creation of his next masterpiece. Susan was just as dedicated, lost deep within her notes from the day’s lesson, soaking up every piece of knowledge she could to assist George better. Paul, taking his role as studio manager seriously, was already outside securing the studio's main entrance. His work was as significant as it was unseen, ensuring that George and Susan, once their tasks were complete, would be able to depart smoothly with no security concerns. This rhythm of quiet hard work - of George's careful prep, Susan's diligent note-taking, and Paul's conscientious tidying - rang through the studio, a symphony of ambition and dedication. And so, the day comes full circle, with order restored and the tools of creation safely stored away by George, signaling that it's time to call it a day.\",\"question\":\"Which location is the most likely place George would look to find the discarded sculpture given the story?\"}","display_format":"text","language":"","answer_status":"published","assets":[],"source_url":"https://zayne-sprague.github.io/MuSR/","history":"initial import","indexing_mode":"index","subproblems":[],"grids":[]}