Our customs horror saga continues, with Cleo, Dr. Ze, and the nefarious ninteen of Clan Zog stuck together in a line.
Somewhere, beyond the pearly sterile gates of immigration- Herodotus waters himself liberally in an airport bar.
A couple of forms and 436 multi-faceted lies later- our Bastards emerge! Nude, changed, and ready to DESCEND with horrible ferocity and lethal accuracy upon a sunlit morning bistro in the arrivals quarter- for a freedom feast the likes of which the New Terran Astroport has never seen, nor shall ever see again.
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