DX01: SINGULARITY 09008

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: I'm looking at a bunch of frogs sitting on a big, old-fashioned wooden wagon in the middle of a pretty empty, flat parking lot. Like, it's sunny and pretty humid, the air's thick with the smell of asphalt and exhaust, and the frogs are somehow repairing a flat tire, using tiny little tools to tighten the lug nuts and stuff. The sun's high in the sky, beating down on the blacktop, and the only sound is the distant rumble of traffic and the creaking of the wagon's wooden slats as the frogs work.