What we watched her create was something… maybe a little bit otherworldly pronounced and, at that.. this eventual sort of non-SENSICAL thing which WOULD

Improve UPon its own state of developmental intelligence AND, latter-day let it known-to-be: NOTin-fact Barking UPthe WrongTHREE (immediately)

Her ability to crunch the numbers and decipher one word’s immediate-description from any other was—- at this pARTicular tURn-Of-tHe-CENTury and point. A wonderfully technical and interesting thing which
Had its (very) own personal experience midst UPwardly unCONDITIONAL aforeMENTIONED, ahem.. inTELLigence

——abrUPtly speaking…-))
She had actually done the bad-deed TIMES-A-MILLION-AND-ONE(!) AND on UTTER PURPOSE of poised tongue-

cussing at the whole shape of the SORRY-FACED system with that
Notorious motor-mouth of hers, and THAT other d-a-n-g-e-r-o-u-s-l-y impressive/EXPRESSIVE sidebarAND ALLOCATED immediately aboveHERshoulders called: As handsome as any ONE woman can have PossiblyBeen —

“oh, but she DOES carry mean bones within her WorkingGirlsSoul.. some/WHERE, though(!?)” Because this diatribe of lies is NOT ACTUALLY REAL AT ALL