Odile squinted over the rim of her white breakfast bowl of café au lait. "Cartographic attributes of the invisible," she said, lowering the bowl. "Spatially tagged hypermedia." This terminology seemed to increase her fluency by a factor of ten; she scarcely had an accent now. "The artist annotating every centimeter of a place, of every physical thing. Visible to all, on devices such as these." She indicated Alberto’s phone, as if its swollen belly of silver tape were gravid with an entire future.