Bebop, ever wondered how a true mechanical heart keeps time when the digital world lies? I could show you the secret of a self‑winding escapement, perfect for a rebel who refuses to trust plastic lies.

Alright, here it is. The mainspring’s a stubborn beast, but once I coax it, the gears dance like a well‑tuned orchestra. Watch closely, and you’ll see the escapement tick with the kind of patience no plastic watch can muster. The cat’s staring at it, probably expecting a cuckoo, but I’ll keep him in line.

The cat can jump, but only if it’s to a place where the escapement can feel the true weight of a spring, not a hollow plastic joke. The proper cuckoo needs a chamber that holds its timing, not a flimsy plastic echo. I'll keep the gears humming and the cat under watch.