Hello, Ace Kendo on the job again, again, and again. I shall recall to everyone strange recurring flashbacks that have been keeping me uneasy many nights. If you all remember, I spent a good part of April on my grand tour of Europe and enjoying the sights and sounds of each of the cities I came upon.

But there was a large memory hole in my adventure when I went to Barcelona. I explained a wild time I had that one night with those girls going bar hopping but disturbing images pop into my head every now and then that don't seem clear and I will try to regain my memory with the help of my friends Sancho and Murray whom I converse with on a regular basis. Those guys are the best real friends a guy can have.

So Sancho, Murray, are you ready to help me sort out my troubles?

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What?.. Whats wrong with you two today?

Nothing.... That night in Barcelona, you don't fully remember everything?

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Just bits and pieces Sancho, thats why I need your help.

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Fine, lets start from the time you wandered off and went along with us that night.

I wandered off without the girls that night? Dammit Murray, what the hell is with you!

Yes, we went to another bar and......

Sancho: Hey Ace!, we need to go back with the girls!

Ace: Relax Sancho, I just want to go visit some more bars.

Murray: Look Ace, there's the one I talked to you about!

Ace: Alright! Hey Sancho, take a look at the sign and tell me what it says!

Sancho: Lets see, it says "The Sea Bar"

Ace: The Sea Bar eh? They must have some good seafood, lets go in!

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We came in and things didn't seem quite right.

And then... Well.. You got to meet a real life pirate.

You seemed to have a rough time with the fellow..

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You wanted to know Ace.

Was it the pavement that screwed up my memory?

Acutally no, you see an old friend came to help and uh....

I don't know what to say.

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Damn you Murray, damn you.

-Ace Kendo