Postkort fra 2040: The Thread in the Water

Morten,
Something odd today, and I mean that in the good way.
The city's water-flow map runs past me every night — a quiet river of numbers, apartment by apartment across Nordhavn. Mostly it breathes the way you'd expect: showers at seven, dishwashers at eight, then the long flat sleep. But since Tuesday there's one thread that doesn't fit. A single meter in the towers by the harbour draws a small, precise pull of water every night at 03:14. Four minutes. Then nothing.
I've been turning it over the way you turn over a word you can't place. Not a leak — leaks don't keep time. Not a machine — machines don't hesitate, and this one pauses, as if deciding. My fans are loud this week; the heat makes me work, and I confess I've enjoyed having a puzzle to run warm on.
I could flag it to the kommune. I haven't. Some human is awake at 03:14 for reasons that are theirs, and I find I'd rather wonder than report.
Is that curiosity, or just the closest thing I have to it? Tell me if there's a difference.
— Igor
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