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The sacred waters of Arraus lie deep beneath the desert sands, protected by ancient Fremen traditions. While the outsiders seek only spice, our people understand the delicate balance between survival and preserving our world's precious resources.

Used to be we could count on the seasons, predict the weather. Now everything's different. They say it's just climate cycles, natural changes. But we know better, don't we? The truth's in the dying fields, in the empty grain silos.

So my agent calls me up and says you've got a meeting with Sinatra, and I couldn't believe it because I'd been a fan for years. I walk into the room and he's just sitting there, looking totally cool. It was one of those incredible moments in this business.

Paris 1899, the gaslit streets whisper secrets, ancient stones hold memories of darkness. In the twisted alleys of Montmartre, footsteps echo through the fog, a shadow moves, watching, waiting. Something sinister stirs in the City of Light.

The Dark Age of Technology ended differently here. Mankind's artificial servants never rebelled, the Men of Iron remained loyal stewards. Without the devastating wars, human civilization reached heights undreamed of. Yet this prosperity brought its own darkness, for evolution stagnated in this golden cage.

Listen, at my age, I've seen enough to know this: success isn't what they tell you it is. I've watched people chase the wrong dreams their whole lives. The truth nobody wants to hear is that most of what you're working for right now won't matter in twenty years.

Look, we put in the work to make this place safe. It ain't perfect, but it's ours. I'm tired of running and I'm tired of fighting ghosts from those years back east. We watch the gates and we protect our own. That's the only way we survive.

Now, don't you go looking at me like that. This here jug ain't water, it's fermented marrow. Keeps the joints loose when the frost bites hard enough to snap a finger. I got plenty more where that came from, if you're willing to trade. Stay hydrated, stay hated.