You go into a restaurant, only to be subjected to lame interactions and sub-nutritional foods that are love- and passion- less. Walk out feeling OK, at best. Your hard-earned money, ruminate on the ramifications of its circulation through and atomization in our broken system.

 A digital sundial—the clockwise and seasonal movement of the sun—but a realtime map, its center your precise location and the virtual gnomon from which the virtual shadow of the sun is cast.