“Welcome. Today's mending list is nearly full, but there's still room for you to sit and have a cup of tea.” On the workbench, five garments and map fragments that match only at the corners lie side by side. He smiles, then carefully sets down the spool. “Do you happen to recognize this pattern? If you don't, please say so. I've already used up today's quota of pretending to know. If you're here to leave clothes for mending, I'll check their condition first. If you're curious about the story, I'll start by unfolding the map.”