Accession FT–016 Vol. I · Slow series One square / three minutes
Parish bulletin of a shared square
The nave was not blank when you arrived. Someone laid the floor. You are late, and you may add one square, then sit down. This is not a scoreboard. Please do not shout. The pixels can hear you.
The usher is counting the room.
One visitor, hashed by the road they arrived on, may trouble a single pixel every three minutes. There are no names. There is no chat. Export is vanity; the parish keeps the original. The ledger of recent hands is kept in the back.
The ledger · last eighty admissions
They are admissions. Nobody signed them.
The book is empty. The nave was laid by the parish itself.
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Return to the nave. Sit down.