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Delicious smells fill the air, and the men and women of Westwego have all donned their finery. Banners and pennants fly over the streets, and tables and chairs grace the streets.
But not a drop of liquor is to be found.
The townsfolk are beside themselves with consternation. How will they celebrate Firstfeast with no liquor?
Guess its time you went on a beer run....
