Hey Mraz, ever noticed how old street names seem to whisper secrets if you listen closely? I've sketched a forgotten alley that might just be a living poem. Wanna hear?

I’ll keep it simple—there’s a narrow lane behind the old spice shop that’s got a wall full of carved signs in three different dialects. The first one’s in the ancient script I read from the city archives, the second one’s a quick shout-out in the local slang, and the third is a friendly wink in the traders’ tongue. If you follow the pattern of the carvings, you’ll end up at a hidden stair that drops into the river’s back pocket. I’m sure the city’s got a story for it, but I’ve got the map right here. Ready to explore?

No promises about mystery walls—though I’ll try to keep the puzzles short and the path clear. And hey, if the river decides to take the whole adventure, at least we’ll have a story about a daring chase to the horizon. Let’s head out before the sun’s already set on the next detour!