It's an allusion, magic as incomprehensible, not real. Enjoyed the article , but let's not lead our readers too far afield lest they become entwined with raptures so far flung amidst the follies of this most imperfect world. Take care, gents, and keep em coming. I love sport. It is the remaining deciding players at Wimbledon that have my attention before I leave for work.
Phone calls interrupt both matters at hand.
105.9FM is South Florida's classic rock station. I press these numbers and A Whiter Shade of Pale enters my ears. A high noon song indeed. I proceed to bang my knee on the coffee table racing for the 'on' button of my stereo. This is silly, I think to myself.