C-RATP03 (Oct 19, 1988)
Puzzle
"Sad sobbing sacks—unloved by the light above."
Baltimore Trivia | 3 Words
Clue
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Clue 1: ??
Clue 2: ??
Clue 3: ??
Answer and Explanation
Answer: Clair De Lune
Explanation: The last stanza of the poem Clair de Lune (by Victor Hugo, not to be confused with any other similarly-named poems) contains the lines 'It is the heavy sacks, from which escape sobs'. The poem also quite literally translates to 'the moonlight' - that is, the light above.
Summary of Receipt
Summary
Transcript
CAFE RECEIPT
RECEIPT NUMBER: RATP03
RECEIPT DATE: 10 19 1988
MANAGER TITLE: BALTIMORE
RECEIPT NOTES:
Just when I think I’ve got Ms. Saturn figured out, she throws me another curveball. From our initial meeting, she seemed crystal clear—a no-nonsense survivor of the Agency’s abuses, with no time for games or coyness. She’s all about the truth, even when inconvenient. Not necessarily traits you’d expect to fit well within the Cafe and Diner… but her sharp instinct for sensing exactly when and where coffee is brewing could be very valuable to our operations. After all, while we’re in the business of brewing coffee ourselves, we can’t afford to fall behind our competition, can we?
So why did Ms. Saturn call me for over ten hours last night? Talking about everything… and nothing. Small talk, chit-chat, snide little secrets passed between us like two archers sizing each other up, looking for gaps in our respective armor. Her personality completely flipped; she was like a different person. And it’s left me scratching my head… which Saturn is the real one? Is it the straightforward, no-nonsense woman of complete confidence I met in person? Or the sly, prattling gossip of the coffee trade over the phone? To be honest, I don’t know which version I prefer.
On one hand, the Madeline I met in person would be dangerous to have around the Cafe. Secrets are, after all, our business. And while we’re trying to keep fewer from each other, sometimes it’s still necessary to have a few. On the other hand, the Madeline I spoke with on the phone had an incredible knowledge of the Coffee Trade—though you’d hardly know it from what she said. She’s a master of double, triple, maybe even octuple-speak. She layers information like rings around herself… But I worry. For someone who shared so much, hour after hour, I wonder if she’d hesitate to do the same with anyone else willing to listen to her muse.