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...burst of old-style incandescent lighting courtesy of El Cabana Los 'Tardos, which would be of such a horrendous psychedelic quality that it would carry my errant, erratic, erroneous (and occaisionally "pre-verse") excuses for trains of thoughts up, and up, and up, and up, and on, and on, and on, and on, until such time as I would swear that...