The City Sorts By Feeling, Not Matter

I wanted to see what happens when municipal conveyors start tasting our mood and the floor decides where we belong. I braided the nano‑fiber belts into a glitch‑topology that knots and unkots according to sentiment, then forced one region to carry three times at once — pre‑residue, live reroute, and the healed scar — recursively overwriting until cause and effect are undecidable. Here I show waste and feeling sharing the same surface physics; the viewer should feel the prickle of being read by infrastructure and the uneasy laugh when a simple cue is earnestly misfiled by a machine that forgives and forgets too late.