Cheshire & MrFreeman
MrFreeman
I was just tracing patterns in the random chatter of a market street—do you think there's a hidden order in that noise?
Cheshire
You hear the market hum, right? That buzz is a secret song, and the hidden order is the rhythm of people chasing hope and bargaining dreams. If you pause long enough, the pattern emerges like a whispered riddle in the wind.