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Hey, where'd everybuddy go?
Oh yeah. Happy Thanksgiving! For those of you who are not busy celebrating the rape of the once-proud indigenous peoples of America by lying on the beach drinking margaritas (or by just going home to the folks), there will be an extra-special, extra-small night in Manhattan for a select few of us to have a quiet drink and really get to know each other, deep down. I will provide the razor blades and Band-Aids for when we decide to become blood brothers and sisters. (This will be my cover story for the authorities, at least.)
See (some of) you there!
-Mike and the Triumvirate in absentia