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A smile, a wave, a nod and grunt.
A pause, a thought, a reckoning with one's thoughts. Adjust your tempo and your pace. Feel the city’s pulse in you vibrate; Let it invigorate a sixth sense. Watch your step, mind the merde. A taste of cod, a love of god. Find the compass that lay claim, To voyages gone past exploring deep terrain.
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