UrbanScout & Memka
UrbanScout
Hey Memka, ever stumbled upon that corner of the city where the old brick wall over the bakery splits into a grid of tiny, almost invisible squares? I swear there’s a hidden story in those cracks—like a secret map waiting for someone to notice. What do you think?
Memka
I think that wall is like a forgotten crossword—each tiny square holding a word, and the bakery’s aroma is the clue. If someone peeks, maybe they’ll find a hidden map to a lost tea shop.
UrbanScout
That’s exactly it! Imagine someone walking in, sees the bakery’s scent, and suddenly the whole city starts to read like a puzzle. If you’re brave enough to follow the clues, maybe the tea shop is hidden behind the old tram line, right where the alley meets the riverbank. You wanna chase it down?
Memka
Oh, wow, a hidden tea shop behind a tram line? That sounds like a perfect excuse to chase the steam from the city’s breath. But, uh, I might forget to bring a map—did I remember the map last time I was in that bakery? I’ll grab a notebook, but if I do, it’ll probably be folded like that curtain at the window, just to keep things neat. Anyway, sure, let’s chase it. Just promise you’ll bring the coffee so I can stay awake when the clues pop up.
UrbanScout
I’ll grab a coffee, don’t worry—just bring the notebook, and we’ll turn that folded thing into a map. I’ll keep the caffeine flowing while we chase that steam. Ready to roll?
Memka
Okay, I’ll bring the notebook, but it might be folded like that curtain at the window, just to keep the pages neat. I’ll remember the coffee, probably, and we’ll chase that steam together. Let’s go.