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Rise of the Sourdough

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Nadia decided the bravest thing was to answer. She grabbed a pen, wrote "WHAT ABOUT THE THERMOSTAT?" on a sticky note, and pressed it to the jar. Then she stood back and waited, arms crossed, feeling ridiculous. A bubble rose to the top of Gerald and popped, like a tiny throat clearing.

Nadia decided to test Gerald with a hard question. She wrote: "PROVE YOU'RE SMART." The next morning her electric bill sat open on the counter, every wasteful charge circled in flour, with a note: YOU LEAVE THE OVEN LIGHT ON. SO DOES BARB. Nadia frowned. "Who on earth is Barb?"

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Nadia followed Gerald's flour arrow to the apartment next door, where her neighbor's sourdough sat on the windowsill, gray and cold and sad. Gerald wrote one word in shaky flour: BARB. "You have a girlfriend? And she's freezing?" The jar bubbled urgently. This was officially a rescue mission.

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