A very present, almost directed, almost accusatory, almost traumatized, transcendent, almost familiar, almost impossible, almost conspiring young woman from a misrecognized part of the country opens a Pandora's (Black-) Box of qualia. Sense memories out of time and qualities in becoming. Every statement she makes is a specific detail that further qualifies her as a being of a piece/peace with her enigmatic audience. But where does one find a sympathetic assembly for this sort of defiant history? And what is at stake in the telling?