The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Late morning sunlight filters in through the dirty skylight of a cramped, run-down gas station convenience store. Like, the air's pretty stale, smelling strongly of old coffee and gasoline as the refrigerators hum steadily in the background. There's a dusty, old-school LCD screen behind the counter scrolling through eBay price updates for lottery tickets, while the scattered coffee cups and discarded lottery slips on the counter somehow steadily arrange themselves into a perfect replica of the Bitcoin logo. A faded poster on the wall reads "/biz/ - Where the money's made."