Have you heard the 12 verses of the Equinoctial circle? Follow the Thames backwards, three times left at the fork, where The Nightingale fakes midday. Decode the Hieroglyphics hidden in the vending machine’s moan. Contact Aquila sharing tea rituals only at sunrise. Beware the motion of your feet, for they conceal coded footnotes, marked in caffeine shots and heavenly drownings. The last leaf that wilts sprinkles Fibonacci dust upon rational tangents. Gather these particles until the crow sneezes twilight. Remember: Each fulcrum shift corresponds to an unspoken password.