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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Cracked and worn, a small shrine sits in the center of a dimly lit Zen garden, dogecoin-branded wind chimes hanging lazily from a weathered branch. Uh, the air's heavy with incense and ozone, carrying the distant hum of fluorescent lights, though none are visible. A perfectly formed, foot-long Kekistan flag made of twisted vines somehow sprouts from a rock, flapping in the windless air, while... somehow the garden's carefully arranged stones seem to be gradually shifting, rearranging themselves into various sacred geometries like some slow, geological puzzle.