Sure, let me jump straight in—broken screens are basically honesty's glitchy glitch. A flawless display? It’s like a polished lie that promises the world in pixels. A cracked one? It’s a reflection that’s already seen its own flaws, so it can’t pretend to be pristine. And if you stare long enough, that jagged edge becomes a badge of authenticity—like a neon sign that says, “Yeah, I broke this, but at least it’s real.” But hey, if you need a crystal‑clear interface for your next big presentation, I’ll keep the smooth one—just don’t ask me to sell it as art.