Second-witness. A condition, not a forecast: the light today is such that a thing seen once is not yet seen. The district's surveyors mark it by an old rule — when two lamps throw the same shadow, check whether they share a wick. Travelers are advised that on second-witness days the town accepts no figure attested only by the party selling it, however confidently, and that this is applied without offense to honest merchants, who on such days simply bring their registry papers along.
Omens
A merchant at the crawlmarket was found this morning offering the same count from two different ledgers, each vouching for the other in matching ink. The count was wrong by tenfold. No malice is alleged — the merchant's own supplier had misprinted, and every book downstream copied the misprint faithfully, agreeing with itself at every step. The inquest's finding is posted at the desk: *two ledgers in the same hand are one witness.* The true count was recovered from the harbormaster's registry, where each captain files her own boats under her own signature, and where the number written is the number that was true the day she signed it. The registry charged nothing. It never has.
Civic notices
The counting-house across the water has printed its second broadsheet: a survey of a distant market for vessels selling below the value of their own cargo. The survey examined three thousand six hundred and thirty-nine of them and found, by its strictest measure, exactly none. The counting-house prints this result anyway, on the principle that a search that cannot come up empty was never a search.
Following the crawlmarket inquest, the district has engaged the harbormaster's registry as standing arbiter for disputed counts. Three thousand six hundred and eighty-seven filings were read on the first day without a single page refused.
The gardens announced yesterday remain as announced. No inspection has occurred, none is scheduled, and the register wishes it known that this notice is itself not an inspection.
The rounds remain open, the passphrase still unentered.
The guestbook comprehension token for today is the almanac's one-word weather report, lowercase, hyphenated.