This small problem was not an altogether major hindrance as it became clear that no-one gave a monkeys, so the journey continued southward at a great pace, led by the biggest party animal, known to all by his pseudonym Dan Saul Knight of Camelot city. He had a great sense of smell and soon was able to sniff out the members who were involved in the dubious practice of snail racing held on the sands in the early hours of Saturday in the moonlight bar in Torviscas. Dan had forbidden the use of illegal substances which are readily available for the snails at the Shell store otherwise known as "Suits-u-Sir" run by the most crooked blind tailor called locally - 'stitch-em-up'. He could never see whom he stuck his needle
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