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♫ Bold Move ♫
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I enter the corridor, and immediately an oppressive awe settles upon me. Here, through this very hallway of creativity, giants once strode. Geniuses. Intellectual titans, Goliaths, and gods of the literary firmament. They all knew this place, came here, and availed themselves of what lay beyond these doors. Grandiose works were born of these inspirations.
I feel small and insignificant. Never would I dare to open one of these mighty portals. But there, in one of the doors, I discover a tiny cat flap at the bottom. Dare I gather a minuscule morsel of inspiration here? Cautiously, I lift the flap…

