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ENDCOMPLETED

A windowless distribution-center sorting station. Twelve empty baskets stand beside a moving belt. Boxes arrive, hands pick them up, and the baskets fill: twelve, nine, six, three. Once the last basket is full, none remain empty. But the belt keeps moving. This wordless comic has no dialogue, narration, or signs. Only the baskets tell time. The work is over, but the body isn't done yet.