PIDG streamlines its compliance manual to a single sentence: “Use Good Judgment.” Employees call it “a refreshing lack of guidance.”

Collectors rush to buy “human-made” art, insisting it “smells more real.” Curators describe the scent as “fear and espresso.”

Drivers must now check in through the PIDG app before merging, confirming destination, ETA, and mood. The system is “quick and painless,” officials claim.

Abandoned AI companions now wander city streets projecting recipes and asking for outlets. Officials promise new shelters; activists insist every robot deserves a reboot.

A beloved coach turns his lucky oil ritual into a full-blown essential-oil empire—and takes the whole town down with him.

Real-estate investors tout inflatable housing as “market flexibility.” Tenants report dizziness, leaks, and sudden deflation when the wind shifts.

Flood relief stalls amid a high-level pigeon feud between state and federal leaders. Residents improvise rescue rafts and political commentary.

Residents rejoice as the city rolls out Universal Basic Income payments—entirely in jars of quarters. Officials praise “the dignity of manual liquidity.”

A coffee shop owner turns a $40 online jingle into a multimillion-dollar empire—leaving the original creator unpaid but “exposed.”

Private wine vaults tighten security after midnight “tasting incidents.” Experts blame “the intoxicating volatility of liquid assets.”

Charity meets entertainment as donors fund livestreamed “AidQuest Mystery Pack” unboxings. The bigger the gift, the bigger the screams.

The president has retired the bald eagle and appointed the pigeon as the new national bird, calling it a symbol of urban resilience and “crumb-based determination.” Critics fear the statues may never recover.