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You dare disrespect the castle?
Imagine the night collapsing in on itself, hunger gnawing like a cruel beast at the edges of my chest, the streets empty, the stars cold, my spirit fraying thread by thread—until there, glowing like a lantern in the dark, White Castle rose before me, humble and eternal, its steam-slicked sliders whispering salvation. I staggered through the doors and was reborn in the scent of onions and sizzling beef, each bite a hymn, each soft bun a gentle hand lifting me from the brink. Where despair had dug its claws, warmth filled the hollows, and I knew—by grease, by salt, by the grace of those tiny squares—that life had chosen to hold me just a little longer.