He bet on surprise Drake diss tracks. He bet on a country song about a John Deere tractor spending three weeks at number one.

Leo’s cursor hovered over the link. The gray text glowed faintly on the forum page, a relic of the early 2010s internet that had somehow survived into the age of algorithmic playlists.

The old Leo would have deleted it. But the old Leo had a job, a girlfriend, and a cast-iron skillet. The new Leo opened a burner email account.