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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Half-destroyed satellite dishes rise out of a massive, rotting compost heap, their metal mesh cracked and worn. Uh, it smells like putrid vegetables and there's this constant low-pitched hum, like the sound of a failing refrigerator. A fully functional Stake terminal somehow embeds itself seamlessly into the trunk of a rotting palm tree, displaying a scrolling feed of cryptocurrency prices as a giant, squashed monitor lizard decays at its base, its innards spilled out and festering. The terminal's screen flickers with a message from weird Twitter, reading "elon musk is my prison wife."