There are traps and ways to slide through them. At the top of the rungs there's a trap door. Luca is up there sweeping. There's a broom and an echo when you cup your hands and blow through your thumbs that circles across the Alps around to the Adriatic. This is me pissing while swimming. When the infamous Soncino fog lifts, there are other traps.
All good vibes and healing rhythms!