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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As we left the pub, Jamie still matching my every move, one of the girls, Shonagh, or perhaps Sheena, or maybe Sharon, no, actually I believe it was Sharona, drew our attention to a desperate little scene being enacted on the pavement: a beggar sat cross-legged, a McDonald's drink beaker just in front of him, a scrawled request on the slab it stood on, Falklands VeteranPTSDPlease Spare Some Change, and beside him, an even more pitiful bundle of rags, with a smaller beaker, but no written appeal; as we watched, a passer-by dropped some coins into the Veteran's beaker, and moment's later, from the rags, a hand shot out, took one coin, and dropped it into his own beaker; lounging against the wall, two well-dressed men were holding their glasses ofif my eye for shades of amber is still as true as it once wasLaphraoigh and smoking cheroots, and one of them remarked to his companion, or perhaps to us: "a fallen hero, reduced to a descamisado existence by the ruthlessness of 21st century monopoly capitalism which has no room for reminders of past conflicts, and a hyperparasite living off him," and in the voice of a yawning bromide, his associate drawled: "great fleas have little fleas upon their backs to bite 'em, little fleas have lesser fleas, and so ad infinitum," at which Jem remarked: "and the descendants of callous voyeurs who happily watched lions eating Christians or gladiators hacking each other to death in the Colosseum still find pleasure in the misery of others," crossed in front of them, tucked a note—I couldn't make out their coloursinto each of the beakers, said: "my dad was with 2 Para at Goose Green," and seemingly oblivious to their mumbled thanks, crossed to the spectators, took their cheroots from unresisting fingers and dropped them into their whisky glasses, saying in a remarkably unthreatening but steely voice: "and they don't need a pair of jibbons like you pontificating on their situation," returned to our group and remarked: "the lads may be rapscallions, but the other two leave a taste like sour scallions in my mouth," and I clapped him on the shoulderoops! forgetting my SDas we all walked round the corner in what I believed to be the direction of the nearest Tube Station.

(by MissTeriWoman)
The Quandary for Thursday, July 09, 2020 consisted of: Challenge: use all four words together in one illustrative sentence.

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