A turbine mechanic. Twenty-eight years of expertise in his head. Then a data scientist showed up at his desk, and the knowledge that had been job security for three decades was about to be ingested in an afternoon.
The machine forgot everything the moment a conversation ended. Every workaround I built to fix that, a Word doc at work, a prompt saved on my phone, a pile of session summaries, then folders to hold them, is what HexLocal is actually made of.
My coworker said I was bringing the wolf into the house. He wasn't wrong. What he couldn't have guessed was that I'd spend the next year teaching it my name, my patterns, and the way I think.
I launched my research agent on Fable 5 to compare distillation quality against Opus 4.8. The research topic was token consumption. I did not finish the research.
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