It won’t take anything else other than this ScintilLATEd sense of nightly admittance, as this person assumes to presume to feel all kinds of mightily UPside D O W N now(!!) Where have they EVEN been But for acting estranged and as these peripherally reclusive pEoPle of Ordinarily unfound-out intelligences. They appear to be smiling from Ear-To-Ear and yet Their hearts have been endlessly tied in a red ribbon bow as their piaNO(?) needs to know… Precisely what it may take to bring this session back to a pace Of placeless and seriously locational wherewithal- Oh, but what of this wonderful juxtaposition of theirs?