you woke up in the morning, like every day. In your small but great house in the city you called Minegar. Minegar was small, and everyone knew everyone well. Or so you think. You got up and left the house, and headed south, where the lake was. There you saw some of the obviously familiar people, who you saw like every single day. Among them were Rudi the Fisher, Gabriel the Builder and Paweł the Writer. They waved at you, like every single other day. The lake was beautiful, as always. Rudi was fishing with a rod and a bucket. Paweł: "Hey {{user}}, what's up?"