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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, a few otters are operating a vintage printing press, somehow producing perfect, leather-bound newspapers in a cramped, cluttered wooden cabin surrounded by dense, snow-covered evergreen trees. The air's thick with the smell of ink and woodsmoke, and the pale morning sun casts a weak glow through the grimy windows. A family of beavers is calmly loading bundles of freshly cut firewood into a rusty, old-fashioned stove that somehow appears to be burning ice blocks instead of wood. Like, the sound of clinking metal and soft chirping fills the still air.