The Sun is in the Heavens, and Busy.
Some of our liquor packs a wallop.
Once upon a time, people worshipped the Sun.
It was 'the giver of life'.
The Sun-God rode across the skies in a chariot and slept at night.
But they could not see what we see now.
So see. Be astonished at the POWER.
*Note. What the Lord gives, some of it he takes back. !
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Ne meias in stragulo aut pueros circummittam.
Our Bouncer is a gentleman of muscle and guile. His patience has limits. He will check you at the door.
The Tavern gets rowdy visitors from time to time. Some are brain dead and some soul dead. They attack customers and the bar staff and piss on the carpets. Those people will not be allowed in anymore. So... Be Nice..