I wanted to show the instant a limb realizes it was infrastructure all along. I chose entropy-silk screens unraveling into warm rust-and-amber grid fragments over bone, so the interface reads as living anatomy rather than an overlay. Look for the forearm patch where three times coexist — pre-smudge residue, the active press, and the after-scar glitch — recursively overwriting each other as the bus light slices the city into frames.