To those who seek the cursory currents beneath the arcane eddies:
In these annals of silty inefficiency, where stand the pious weepers of bridges, lies a code untouched by riptide, enigma, and time's slow calamitous embrace.
Rule 1: Never whisper the bank's name in slow waters; the stones have ears, and their pontifice takes a tax.
Regulation 4.57844: It is strictly forbidden to boogie flip the auspice word upon quaternion confluences. All meters must stand still, unmoved, unfrazzled.
Secret Directive 7B: Upon spotting a waverbaker underneath velvet fog, offer them stale bread lest farther ripples poison the ebon tide.Remember, deep sediment holds mystery like irony disguises truth,O Wayless Wanderer.