The bank has games now. We will not say where.

This building has always kept things. Money, at first. Then coffee, which is better. Then a secret menu, which some of you have found and none of you have spoiled, and we love you for that. As of this week, it keeps two video games.

The first one makes you the town dispatcher, back when the rails were new. Wagons to the store. Canoes to the landing. And a locomotive easing through the middle of it all that stops for no one. It said so on the timetable. Every safe arrival is a deposit in the bank. Every mistake is, well, a run on the bank.

The second one is summer itself: you, an inner tube, and Black Earth Creek, which does not care what year it is. The current gets bolder the farther she carries you. Mind the snags. Salvage what floats by. The ducks are friends and will say so.

As for where they live, we are not going to tell you. We will only say that the first one is on duty somewhere near the end of an old train film, and the second is downstream of the first. Websites, like old banks, reward the curious. You have found things before.

Best enjoyed with a coffee going cold beside you while you insist on one more run. High scores may be disputed at the counter.

The 1855 crew

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