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With apologies to Hunter S. Thompson: "With our boatload of whores and illegal narcotics finally stowed, Capt Jack took a gigantic swig of Wild Turkey from the bottle in his greasy hand, and then gave her some gas. We hightailed it out of Ensenada into the relative calm of international waters, where three full days of depravity ensued." (cont'd on p 67)