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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A gleaming, chromed-out tractor is somehow pulling itself backwards through the dense, soggy mud of a rural, Japanese rice paddy, its massive, spinning wheels kicking up chunks of wet earth. Umm, the air's heavy with the scent of wet soil and diesel fuel, and a thick blanket of gray fog hangs just above the waterlogged fields, even though the mid-afternoon sun's blazing away above. Tiny, iridescent frogs are scattered all over the tractor, like, perched on every available surface, their beady little eyes watching the surrounding landscape with an unnerving intensity.