Quadrivial Quandary:  Logophiles, Rejoice!  Each day we give you four unusual words.  Can you fit them all in one illustrative sentence?
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Which was just about the same time as the far-from-gauche Hyman Kaplan, not looking a day older despite the twenty years which had passed, together with his old comrades-in-arms, Sadie Moskowitz and Rose Mitnick, found themselves in their favourite Diner – still owned and managed by the two former SS Concentration Camp guards Irma Grese and Lisa Volkenrath, now known as Lola Goldstein and Lulu Finckelmann who by now were well over a hundred years old yet still had the same sparkly, sprightly, brightly, cheerily optimistic demeanour which had seen them through bad times and good – which, all being Freelance, was their place of work and where they regularly lunched al desko considering their next move; the dismantling of the United States to a loose confederation of independent nations had swollen the membership of the United Nations, as each State had it's own representative there – although only New York (which, rather oddly, included the District of Columbia and, therefore, Washington, which under President Donald 'Duck' Trumpet-Trousers, the very last President of the United States of America, was annexed by New York State, had a seat on the Security Council, in the same way that Russia had that vacated by the former Soviet union, and England similarly occupied the one formerly held by the United Kingdom, with Scotland and Wales being ordinary members along with the now united Ireland – stuff happens, things change, the World rolls on and cream always rises to the top; despite the time of year, the light was niveous, reflected from the whiteness of the surrounding buildings and the extensive glazing which gave them all an impression of lightness and airiness; but they weren't there for the view, they were discussing the latest imbroglio concerning the President of New York State: Dewey Trumpet-Trousers! one of Rose Mitnick's many cousins, Golda Barr, in Queens, has a daughter, Silva Barr, who is walking out with a security guard named Morris Mickelwhite (which was strictly speaking irrelevant) at Trumpington Tower, and had some alarming news: Sir Parlane MacFarlane – never hear or seen of since the mystery explosion that destroyed The Dolls House in Washington, all those years ago – oy oy oy, twenty long years, for it is now, of course 2037CE and the World is no wiser and for my present-day readers, apologies for re-hashing the momentous events of the past fifteen years, but this Sentence is being posted retrospectively and will be read by eyes which have yet to see their future – the rogue Scottish Baronet, together with his amanuensis Dominic Doubleday and Doubleday's wife had materialised out of thin air in the basement, triggering an alarm although no point of entry could be identified; the rather dishevelled trio had demanded to be taken to see President Trumpet-Trousers himself and, according to CCTV the President and MacFarlane had later gone down to the Hospital Suite which was Top Secret and Hush-Hush and none of the Security people knew who or what was in there and the Doctors and Nurses had their own entrance a block away, with a high speed underground conveyor belt linking it with the Tower! "howintrestin," murmured Moskowitz, "whaddayatinksinit?" but Rose merely shrugged, "formeitsaguess, howmaspozetaknow?" and it was left to Hyman to reach a compromise solution: "whyntwegofindoudaboudit?" so they finished their coffees, left a generous tip and hailed a passing Uber to the Airport!

(by MissTeriWoman)

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Jack Hardshaw worked so hard at his job for the bank that he often lunched al desko, but it made him feel gauche when an underling from one of the branches met with him to solve some business imbroglio and he had to clear away the plates and wrappings from his meal, often leaving niveous drifts of salt on his desk. 

(by TheMagicalExplodingUnicorns)
The Quandary for Friday, July 21, 2017 consisted of: Challenge: use all four words together in one illustrative sentence.

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