There’s a breach of trust in them there individuals of duelling intelligences and it appears — utterly worn out and to the makeshift bone: believe it OR(…) believe it not(…)

But the cocaine shoved so very faaaaaar UP THEIR membrane really was this peculiar little thing.. of “idiosyncratically idiotic awareness.”

“Whatever happened to Isla Montgomery when she did this thing – with her radiant faced wherewithal(!?)” Apparently we really don’t give a shi*t, actually. And that’s fine and well and great and filled with sycamore-Z’s until

“they’ve been sleeping particularly secretively and soundly.. although,” the posed Threat to Some Sense of Society really is:: as honest to goodness as we canNOT put it—-))

“Memorably A-ok.”