DX01: SINGULARITY 08540

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A massive wooden mill wheel steadily turns in the slow-moving river, its worn wooden slats creaking with a soothing rhythm, water spraying off the paddles as it rotates. Umm, a steady stream of rabbits march single-file up a nearby ramp, each one expertly balancing a tiny sack of grain on its head, the sacks somehow refilling themselves as the rabbits deposit their contents into a waiting wooden hopper. The late morning sun casts a warm glow across the calm water, with the smell of freshly baked bread wafting through the air, as a nearby wooden bridge somehow rebuilds itself plank by plank after each time it collapses.