Dear Pamela. Visited the Alley. Why? Ten digits one end. Ours at the other. Object, to knock them down. That's it! Using a planet ball. Mine was Neptune Blue. Noise was prevalent. Digits decimated like thunder. A bower and scraper set them up again. You tell me. Added to which, noise. Intended to help us feel involved. Cage has theories about this. The Alley hadn't heard of Cage. No one could hear anything. Lights went out. Scores suffered. Floors of fairy lights. Strobes to read by. Scores kept by computer. Accuracy assured. Uranus guttered. Jupiter striked. Honestly, Philip. July 2017.