The next evening, neighbors came by. Word travels in small towns like a compass rose, always pointing to whatever shines brightest. They crowded around, balancing cups of chai and curiosity. Someone brought up cricket scores; another asked about a documentary from the Andes. The app offered streams in crisp definition that made the cricket match feel like a front-row seat. People argued good-naturedly about the best channels. The house smelled of cardamom and old newspapers.