It is a warm afternoon in Ojai, California. Nolwenn Glass smokes a blunt and takes a dive into the backyard pool. The fences are high so that makes clothing optional. In fact, it is a tragedy of mankind that anyone is ever expected to wear attire for the water. But this is the world we live in. So play by its rules or it will lock you in a cage. I am not 100% certain, but I believe this is the last you will ever see of the Zishy suit. It has been lost. The King is dead. Long live the King.