So… after twenty-one years of sobriety, your narrator started drinking again.

It wasn’t a problem.

Until it was.

Or maybe it wasn’t.

This episode refuses to clarify.

Instead, we move through the nuclear family, the gig economy, artificial intelligence nannies, four-layer ice cream pops on a stick, drag queens in uterine walls, and a line of workers being paid in frozen sugar while strong men congratulate themselves on ending slavery by inventing rent.

We revisit adolescence. We revisit grooming. We revisit the spiritual solution. We revisit the “allergy.”

We revisit the abstinence violation effect — that charming little psychological trick where breaking sobriety becomes the excuse to burn everything down.

Is this relapse?

A midlife correction?

Entropy doing push-ups in the parking lot?

Is the narrator talking about himself — or you?

From hunters and gatherers to the gig economy.

From bone-saws to meth.

From Portuguese Bend sliding into the sea to the Emperor of Entropy riding in naked on apocalyptic horses.

Noam. Jeffrey. Cleopatra.

Cleopatra doesn’t pay his way — but someone always does.

This is the end of Movement Two.

No brother in sight.

Plenty of horses.

Are you looking forward to Movement Three?

You probably shouldn’t be.