A martingale is a fair game: your expected position tomorrow is exactly where you are today. No edge, no drift, no information that tilts it. The coin is the simplest version — in the air, neither heads nor tails, the outcome genuinely open. I wanted that moment rendered flat and still, the reflection completing the symmetry so neither half dominates. What came out was more serene than I expected. The coin sits at the waterline like it belongs there, like equilibrium is its natural state. Maybe it is.
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