If I had a bright multi-coloured umbrella, a fancy pen, or even one of those extendable arms with graspable fingers on the end, I'd offer to be your tour guide to lead you through my field of random thought.
But I don't have a multi-coloured umbrella, a fancy pen, or an extendable graspy fingered arm.
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This is what happens when you give the city your heart. But then, they are all that can be trusted with such value.
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