All the pieces are falling into place. 

At a liquor store last night (i mix it up so no one thinks i'm too much of an alcoholic), after refusing a bottle of cuervo especial because of its standard 55,000 peso price tag, the proprietress asked with a wink, "oh. you want tequila for a good price?" after 5 minutes alone and an easy opportunity to take all the free booze i wanted, she returned with a bottle sans the gov't label and gov't taxes and not the homemade bathtub variety i had been expecting. 35,000. hello quetzalcoatl.

The clos cab/sav is readily available for less than $12,000 a liter. it's not wine, but it's clos. and the closest market, a 5 minute walk from thunderdome sur, has started to carry costena beer, i'm positive solely due to my consumption. $1800 COP per can for the pbr of this country.

The stupid fucking dry season is over and the boomers are beginning to pop back up. even thinking about doing some experiments w/ the amonita muscara just out of boredom. and all the potheads grow their own out in the open in their yards. 

A free market economy despite nafta and the cia's drug war, and i am entering this agreement with the 4th dimension and the singularity with my eyes wide shut.

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