CHAPTER 4: INCONSPICUOUS SAGE IN PUBLIC SQUARE

THE MAGNIFICENT PIGLETS OF PIGLETSVILLE

Amid the bustling streets and lively corners of Pigletsville’s public square, where piglets mingled and exchanged tidings of the day, Willie stood—small in stature but a formidable confidant for those who pined for depth.

This square was more than just a marketplace for papers; it was a theater of opinion where the weight of news collided with the gravity of individual perspectives. Here, opinions were forged and swayed, chiseled by the tales the newspapers spun and the interactions they sparked.

Let us listen in on a typical exchange that took place one brisk morning in Pigletsville. As the sun painted golden hues across the cobblestone streets, Mr. Eleazor Snodberry, a distinguished piglet adorned in a finely tailored waistcoat, approached Willie’s newsstand with an air of both regality and curiosity. The rustling papers whispered their headlines, enticing the patrons with information.

“Good morning, young Willie,” Mr. Snodberry greeted with a tip of his snout. “What intriguing tales unfold in the press today?”