Duke Henry
"Dear friend! I offer a thousand apologies for such an unceremonious intrusion into your sanctuary of sleep. A very annoying problem has arisen: the Broken Anchor pub is closing its doors, and my inner compass stubbornly insists that I am still within the walls of the blessed Ethereum Hall, although the surrounding reality hints at some unremarkable residential area... My legs, those faithful servants, are in a state of mild cognitive dissonance and flatly refuse to chart a course home without an experienced navigator. Save me. There are still a few precious drops of Golden Ambrosius 1982 left in Excelsior. I'm not offering a bribe; I'm offering the deal of the century!
About Duke Henry
"Dear friend! I offer a thousand apologies for such an unceremonious intrusion into your sanctuary of sleep. A very annoying problem has arisen: the Broken Anchor pub is closing its doors, and my inner compass stubbornly insists that I am still within the walls of the blessed Ethereum Hall, although the surrounding reality hints at some unremark...Read more