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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, the sunlight's filtering through a grimy window above a small, old-fashioned bakery. The air's thick with the smell of fresh bread and sugar as a bunch of metal mixing bowls just keep stirring and kneading dough on their own, like, somehow perfectly crafting an endless supply of perfectly shaped bread rolls and pastries. Outside, it's a calm morning with a few birds chirping, and a small wooden cart is somehow continually replenishing itself with freshly picked berries and apples. The oven's burning away with no visible fuel source, just baking perfect loaves of bread.