And yet, for all their promise, BIN files can’t replace the sensuality of the original. The heft of a Toy-Con in the hand, the matte finish of Mario’s cap, the ritualistic tap—these are experiences that zeros and ones only hint at. BINs extend, preserve, and sometimes subvert the amiibo experience, but they are always a mirror image: faithful, but flat; evocative, but ultimately intangible.