Or, as a conversation starter; one sentence at a time, as an article bore so to finish her.
Or, the normality of unstability; forever reinventing one’s self four times a year.
Or, what’s in the actual time normal.
Nowadays, you don’t even know who are your friends anymore so you stop calling the cops and reach inside; scared, that they will turn bad against you.
One time a woman fell on the ground and as I reached down she thought she saw the devil. Next time an old woman fainted on the ground and as she reached up she thought she saw an angel.
And even a Jew may try to Jew it up at another Jew; that is, nothing new.
The evil version of the ecosystem.