Abandoned ruins appropriated as valuable, no one asks why they were abandoned in the first place. Typographic diarrhea, shallowly swooned over. Overused, under-thought, in-cohesive spew masquerading as appreciable underneath a king’s cloak of fog and smoke.The same people evangelizing detoxification, living in asbestos lined buildings built on top of broken bottles and cigarette butts.It seems something is wrong, practicing yoga in a town with no trees.Loglo selfishly employed, naively sold as a mutual benefit, warnings unheard or unheeded.Food and drink are the fun, rather than the company they used to require, but even still,