User talk:Der.U-Bahn.Cuber

Please add this to your user page - it describes who you are and what you do
In the depths of the city's pulse, where shadows dance, On Ubahn's Line 2, a tale of intrigue and chance. A solitary figure, a puzzle in the crowd, The Ubahn cuber, in silence, thoughts endowed.

Black hair cascades, a curtain of mystery, A beard frames a face, a portrait in history. In the subway's hum, where echoes never cease, He sits, with a Rubik's cube, his mind at peace.

Through the rattle and the rush of the steel on steel, He delves into colors, a tactile ordeal. Fingers swift as shadows, a dance refined, In the world of algorithms, a mastermind.

No smile adorns his lips, no joy, no frown, His focus fixed, as the Rubik's cube turns around. Faces pass like fleeting stations on the track, Yet, the Ubahn cuber never glances back.

In the neon-lit caverns where strangers converge, He unravels the enigma with a subtle urge. The Rubik's cube, a canvas of shifting hues, Mirrors the city's labyrinth, a puzzle to peruse.

Line 2 unfolds, a journey through the urban sprawl, The cuber persists, heedless of the world's call. A silent maestro, an artist in transit, In the underground ballet, where shadows flit.

Oh, Ubahn cuber, in your stoic trance, Navigating the twists, an intricate dance. Through the labyrinthine tunnels, a quiet resolve, A Rubik's cube symphony, problem to solve.

On Line 2, where tales remain untold, The Ubahn cuber weaves a narrative bold. In the subway's embrace, a puzzle unspun, A black-haired sage, his journey begun. Veronstika (talk) 15:25, 8 December 2023 (UTC)