You’re really this tall? There is no wrong answer. Your current voice sports a staggering pedigree, too late to make it sparse.

Even your restraint is watered on and on. You’re too qualified and thrifty to feel anything suspended — Mayday!
I told you I agree. Enjoy your timeshare, a revisionist’s afterlife to the future, unobstructed, puckered in advanced exercise.

An ear, face, a form of yours remembered.