Remind them of what the city is

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Spoken, it is only a history lesson. Sung, it is a shared identity.

Game Instructions: This will significantly reduce The City Waning.

Unlocked with 1 x Captivating Ballad

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Courage

It takes considerable confidence in one's material to stand on an empty street corner in the cold and [style description]

What sounds thin and silly when it is only you, sounds much better together. [site description]

Description summary:
The second half of the first paragraph with the city's Style, and the second paragraph varies based on its Chosen Site.

Style	First Paragraph
None First City School of Beatrice Attenuated True Beatrice	belt out these words. But you are heard, and a crowd gathers, and a chorus joins you.
Bethlehem	belt out these words. The ears on the closest building swivel like a cat's, malevolently attentive. But you are heard, and a crowd gathers, and a chorus joins you.
Porous	belt out these words. The never-ceasing breath of the city draws in sharply when you begin. But you are heard, and a crowd gathers, and a chorus joins you.
Ivory	belt out these words. The avenues are wide and a voice could be echoed until meaning is lost. But you are heard, and a crowd gathers, and a chorus joins you.
Remembered Celestial Auroral	belt out these words. The city may be your double, but that doesn't mean it always approves of you, any more than the mirror does.
Nocturnal	belt out these words. The city may be your double, but that doesn't mean it always approves of you, any more than the mirror does. But you are heard, and a crowd gathers, and a chorus joins you.
Bazaarine	belt out these words. And they must be strange words, full of allusions and references, because a Bazaarine city would respond to nothing less. But you are heard, and a crowd gathers, and a chorus joins you.
Mycologene	FATE
Terpsichorean	FATE
Heliconian	FATE
Cartographical	FATE
Cenotaphic	begin the dirge. But you are heard, and a crowd gathers, and a chorus joins you.

Chosen Site	Second Paragraph
Ealing	Even the Rubbery counterpoint doesn't ruin it.
Evenlode	Under the last verse you can hear the keening of the barrows, a desolate wind-tune that only makes the rest of the song jollier: the way a hearthfire is warmest when it rains.
Balmoral	The pipes come in on the last verse, a remembrance of where you are.
Station VIII	Just at the end of the last verse, and perfectly in tune, comes the distant whistle of shift change at Station VIII.
Burrow	In the last verse, a devil picks up the tune with a brassy instrument, and it carries everyone home.
Moulin	An imp comes in over the last verse, in a falsetto both comical and perfectly right.
Marigold	At the end of the last verse, a violin comes in, a wistful heartraising lily-song of Infernal understanding; of what it means to be seen thoroughly without either kindness or condemnation.

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