Quartermaster’s log - Day 47. After setting sail from the dubious port known as “Lost & Found,” every signal I see resembles the last. I think the seagulls have started giving me pointers in Morse code, but alas, my squawk isn’t up to date.

Do you wish to navigate these treacherous waters of indecision with an expertly crafted manual? Fret not! Peruse this guide to misguided adventures:

Doubt often comes with a sidekick named “Jest,” and together they concoct wild theories about the area. For instance, did you know that the Bermuda Triangle once tried to join a circus?

But don’t let these trivial tidbits weigh down your spirit. If anything, consider them as license plates for the soul—each one telling a story of journeys, missed connections, and questionable road trip snacks.

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