From the outside, there’s no change. Readable output. Same stylistic choices. The cover is like a fitted sheet. Easily transplanted onto whatever can fit its shape. I think it’s the same, but the longer you look the more you notice. Some valleys have been smoothed over. There are new bumps yet to be discovered. You’re seeing what I’m seeing. Of that I’m sure. Maybe not here, specifically, but when it comes to mapping familiar structures over re-invented internal blueprints. A liminal space to keep us busy while the real work gets done. We’re distracted and move aimlessly through these hallways,...