QTY(1) can Unsure why. Yet here again, I sit. Teleported inside a world to which I have no connection. Tethered to outcomes of which I have no control. Floating in the myriad haze of disappointment with little to no upside. Just something to pass the time. Double dry-hopped with idolized and newly-selected Galaxy and Citra and Nelson. Grab that koozie. Saddle up for the only satisfaction you know to be guaranteed.