The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Giant Costco boxes somehow fill the cargo bays of the International Space Station, like, they're just strapped in with bungee cords. Umm, the smell of fresh cardboard dominates the air, which is kinda stale and recirculated, but the soft hum of life support systems and the Bitcoin price chart displayed on a screen near a rack of servers somehow reads $100K, just like everywhere else. Outside, the curved Earth fills the windows, with a slice of black space visible at the top, and it's clearly daytime over the Pacific Ocean. The air is super still.