Shaun Tan: The Lost Thing. Chosen by Charlie. A heart...lost...replaced by whatever was nearest (at the beach) Walls...water...beach. Traffic lights: stopstartwait at the edge. Walls between J: he's made her fish-hearted. Searching...she's all at sea. What should be natural but has been made, fabricated - shoved together - by junk, components that don't make the beach. No way to escape? Or can it be a way in for someone else? Everyone is ignoring the issue.