[[[I've split part 26 in two for easier consumption of it's rewrite. tanx.]]]
Tickity-takky wikity-wakki that was the only sound one heard on the prep floor. Every industry, whether churned out by one person or a multitude, involved in effective production develops over time their own jargon, their own way of calling reality into being. Floor 23 was a file preparation floor, part of the great cosmic landscape known under the compendious word “composition”.