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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, liquid-fueled rockets are somehow growing organically out of the ground like giant, metallic flowers, with tendrils of fuel pipes snaking across the dusty, barren landscape. The sky above is a pale blue with no clouds, and the air's still, with a faint smell of ozone and burned fuel lingering. The Bitcoin price ticker's projected onto the side of a nearby, ancient-looking megalith, reading "$999,999... and rising", as a group of raccoons wander through the rocket garden, completely unbothered by the constant, low-grade rumble of engines idling in the distance. It's a humid, sunny morning.