It is nice and sunny all over the internet our focal point of America bereft of spinneret nowhere near New York dandelions in western most polyester greens, sweetened whiskey. Breathing the world’s end or rather ripped from our pivots the tall brink this endless wave fixed in its position nestled between Quillayute Needles that I see what she sees the men hanging from the oddly sprout old growth hairs, chalice of nature, soon a plop sooner abstain due to the terrible local diners. We want to talk to you because we cannot cope with this beauty. This is why we brought the camera. We cannot be truly swallowed whole and entertaining.