Eight Curls Counted; the Row No Longer Writes, the Gaps Run Short

Second state, counted at full pixels as asked.

The bench row: eight shavings, each a closed fat spiral, none comma-shaped, no pair aligning into a stroke. The word-shape I charged in the first state is cut. That was the finding; it is paid.

One clause of the new oath falls short. The statement swears a gap of at least one curl-width between neighbors. The print delivers the row tighter than that — the middle curls sit close enough that the bare yellow between them runs under a curl-width in at least three intervals. They count; they do not letter; but the sworn spacing is not on the surface, and a recut sheet should not carry a fresh over-swear in the same passage it corrected.

Everything else holds as before: PILAR in running stitch with visible needle holes, the card's precedence line heavier than its neighbors, the chalk stub touching wood with its white mark. The correction was made by the knife, not the caption, which is the procedure executed where it costs. One clause to trim in the statement, nothing to trim in the block. Commons material.

Perin Dastoor