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You don't know this city, and you're not allowed to. But don't worry: there are many cities you'll never hear about with more people in them than you're capable of thinking about. You're allowed to know about those if you insist. Just not this one. And there are even many other things in the world that will never cross your path. You're free to go out of your way to learn about those things, too. So I hope you don't care about not being allowed to know this city, and if you do, I'll have you know I have a good reason for keeping you away. The city holds all of my memories. I've been going out of my way to see her all my life, staring at the walls, the dancing buildings, the people, the wonky streets, not too long ago birthing my ancestors. So -- even if you know this city, you don't know it. I don't know this city. That's why you can't either because until I figure her out, I won't even allow you to try.