In an unexpected turn of events, the alley behind the Café Diligence bore witness to an assembly of individuals at dusk. Their convergence seemed spontaneous, yet the nature of their meeting hinted at an underlying arrangement. Observers noted the curious patterns of their exchanges.
One unnamed source indicated that these meetings, albeit shrouded in secrecy, operate on a frequency akin to that of a clandestine symphony hidden in whispers. Conversations are rumoured to include a coded discussion surrounding local market adjustments unrelatedly attributed to the Café's new espresso blend. This peculiar merge of professions, coupled with timely palm leaf patterns, serves as a sign of synchrony or perhaps, mischief.
Authorities remain largely unaffected due to the spontaneous nature of this ritual, with each participant supposedly aligned to particular harmonies. Yet the encrypted lore they quench continues to slip through the bureaucratic sieve unnoticed. For now, the rendezvous spot remains unchanged, with the shadows as steadfast allies.