DrinkRaptor & Endless
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Yo, imagine if every cocktail we whip up was actually a tiny universe in a glass. I’m mixing a “Starlight Martini” that’s supposed to map the night sky—what cosmic flavor would you stir into your quest for meaning?
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I’d stir in a pinch of midnight rain, the taste of questions left unanswered, and a dash of the quiet between the stars. It’s the flavor that keeps a cartographer like me restless, mapping the gaps as well as the lights.