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The frost had fallen from the pumpkin and the vernal equinox was preparing to commence. This can only mean one thing for the fans of the Tuesday Night Cigar Club… it was once again time for The Doctor to make my annual pilgrimage to the Valley of the Sun... -
Hope Springs Eternal Imagine the changing of the seasons, if you will. The Super Bowl has ended and the doldrums of winter’s short days have enveloped the soul. All of existence seems to have been coated in a viscous, choking grey mist reminiscent of Jack the Ripper’s Whitechapel. New...