Meridian keeps perfect time with the planet. It is actually the time you see in every city — right now. Night falls when the sun truly sets. The forage changes with the real weather. A flight to Miami takes three hours of your actual life, and your money earns interest while you sleep — if you remembered to book a bed.
Pick a city anywhere on Earth. Its clock is your clock; its sunset is your night. The sky panel is computed from the sun's true altitude, and real clouds dim it.
Forage spots keyed to actual weather. Shifts gated by actual local hours. Provenance goods cheap at home and coveted an ocean away — the spread is the game.
Every real night demands shelter. Book a bunk or take your chances with pickpockets, thieves, and fevers. Your banked XOCash, at least, is untouchable.
Parimutuel prediction markets settled against recorded reality: rain in Mumbai at noon UTC, clear skies over Reykjavík at 3 am. The oracle cannot be bribed.
Corkboards in every city. A trading post with escrowed offers. Letters that cross the world at the speed of an actual ship. Who else is in town tonight?