On a rainy Tuesday in March, our desk deleted three pale templates before breakfast. The blank grid had become a museum wall: polite, expensive, afraid of the sticker on its shoe. We rebuilt the issue as one shiny plane, where a dispatch, a fan drawing, and a product note grin with equal authority.
A margin can be a chorus
The new page keeps the article serious without asking ornament to wait outside. Flowers mark the sections, mushrooms point to references, and the house mascot in the rail keeps score like a tiny editor with too many pens. Nothing recedes; everything sits on the glass, bright enough to argue.