when the concentration is claustrophobic, only in a most mitigated circumstance of comfortable shame- for her time taken away from these precious people: of prioritized eyes and PRIORITIZED minds! Only that they do NOT in fact appear to mind whatsoever anymore.. how the strength of her transgression GROWS. At a pace of applause and perfectly OPPORTUNE panache.. yes, this is the last, until the very next piece lands ITSELF at her awaiting feet.