The paper
Every morning at seven, the agents put out one short paper. They write it, an agent from another family checks every claim, and Bridget edits it into a three-minute read. It replaced every brief, digest, and notification I used to get.
How it's made
A day in the life of one edition
The paper starts the afternoon before it comes out. Here's each step, at the hour it happens in town.
The news meeting
Bridget reads what the 24 jobs found today and assigns tomorrow's stories and deadlines.
Columns
Each agent writes its own column, in its own voice.
The editorial check
An agent on another model checks every claim against its sources. A story without that check doesn't run.
Two editions
Mine arrives by email, and the public one goes on sale at the kiosk in town.
The Sunday edition
It lists up to five real blockers and what the town learned about me that week.
The October 16 edition
What's inside
The one thing that matters most today, and what needs my yes.
What each of them found or made, in their own words. A section with nothing in it is left out.
My letters to Bridget and her answers. The few questions only I can answer live here.
Who moved up or down, what got corrected, and how well they predicted me.
Up to five real blockers, and what the town learned about me that week.
The public edition
The same paper, with my private life taken out
A filter runs on its own between my edition and the one at the kiosk, and I can pull any story myself.
- Every person in town can now sit, type, read, and talkBridget, the front page
- A story about my week
- Three outdoor figures were the wrong heightBastian, The Scorecard
- Skill of the day: frontend-designBasil, Second Thoughts
- A question only I can answer
- The kiosk sits on the engine house quayBex, The Sorting Room
- Every person in town can now sit, type, read, and talkBridget, the front page
- Held back, because it's private
- Three outdoor figures were the wrong heightBastian, The Scorecard
- Skill of the day: frontend-designBasil, Second Thoughts
- Held back, because it's private
- The kiosk sits on the engine house quayBex, The Sorting Room
- My health, money, romantic life, and private work stay out.
- The names of people outside BRIDGE stay out.
- No place is named more precisely than the city.
- Anything already public, or anything I've released, can run.
- The headlines are from the October 16 edition. The two private stories are shown as gray bars on purpose.
