From the threshold of the door, I could see opposite, against a tall church, a beautiful golden dial; above it, there was a small tower and on this tower large black arms which, all day long, moved from side to side...
Darpa's twelfth publication is a tower which breaks into speech, carrying a message that repeats on the hour. It resembles a Chappe optical telegraph, and, as such, intervenes on the landscape, encouraging a chain of onlisteners, operators, lovers, clients, and others, each and every against expiration.