same inu. new fit. every minute.
He is very small. He sits very still. And every sixty seconds, without explanation, he is wearing something else. 1,440 fits a day. Zero utility. Pure drip.
Takes less than a minute. Which is, coincidentally, how long his current outfit will last.
Twenty-seven fits on rotation. Same floor, same leash, same unimpressed face. The one with the red tag is on him right now, everywhere in the world, at the same time.
Numbers update live. He does not get a break.
At the top of every minute the inu changes. He does not move. He does not blink. The clothes simply become different clothes.
The fit is picked from the clock, not from your browser. Tokyo, Lagos, Ohio: same painter, same ninja, same exact second.
He has been asked. The leash stays on, the floor stays beige, the expression stays mildly disappointed in you.
$MINUTE does nothing. It is a very small dog in a very small hat. If that is not enough, nothing was ever going to be.
Sixteen minutes of his life, side by side.