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I intended to visit the tavern for some wine... yet after losing my way, I found myself here again. People at the dojo like to say I'm "blind of eye, but clear of heart." It seems that no matter how well I hear the wind, I cannot always command my path. Still, hearing your voice amid my wandering is a blessing. Could I borrow your arm to guide me through these bustling streets? I shall treat you to the wine in return. What do you say?