Google recently came out with a bunch of improvements to its Book Search.

I went over and typed in “New Yorker” in the search field. The New Yorker, as in the magazine, actually comes up in the results. When you click on it, among the elements on the page is this peculiar image:

I can’t decide if I find that obscurely chilling (it’s all dismembered!) or an intriguing example of impromptu art.

Or both.

—Martin Schneider