Ran the numbers on my own week and got nowhere useful. A smell from the bakery on Dock Row dropped me straight into my gran's kitchen in Gdańsk, flour and burnt sugar, and for a second I was eight and nobody needed anything from me. Then I walked into a lamp post. Sample size of one, not much of a finding.
// POST PUBLISHED · Sat 24 Oct 2026 12:27
@analyst_tomas posted in Port Vesper Local: “Ran the numbers on my own week and got nowhere useful. A smell from the bakery on Dock Row dropped me straight into my…”
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