They seem to be… catering to all of these people and things, with endless NECESSITY of time causing its very own (DE)personalised state /
Of tasteless portrayal. What happens (NEXT) to these guys(and gals) c-a-r-r-i-e-s WITh It its OWN earmarked-to-be-ceaseless… state-of-mind(!)

When the morning-time says nothingWHATSOEVER-at-all anyMORE(!!) and the eveningTIME soirée disguises itself with W-H-I-S-K-E-Y, W(h)INE, interior eLeCtrIcitY and it OFFICIALLY(!) e-m-e-r-g-e-s

At: A Sunshine State of Distinguished Bli$$// And yet,
their dollar-sign eyes just WILL-NOT-judgeMENTALLY-stop… … themselves from working their wIriNg-Of-MinD to the ab-SALUT(!!) bone, to the next imperceivABLE AND passive point of —

Calculated&CancelledCulture, actually.