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Once upon a time on a dark and stormy night, I was walking along the road, shoes clacking on the pavement. I saw Dewey’s, the light spilling out into the darkness. Entering the bar, I saw Dustin’s beautiful, majestic moustache, and knew instantly that this was the bar for me. I sat down and drank responsibly, being served correctly as per the regulations of the AGLC, and tipped well. The atmosphere was hypnotic, many happy people who were behaving themselves, and servers were exemplary. A single tear rolled down my cheek as I reflected on the fact that I would never be able to experience Dewey’s for the first time again condemned to a life of having seen the New Jerusalem in all its novel gl...