GILLEY’S Chili

Anything too stupid to be spoken is sung. – Voltaire

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What’s the point of ELV enduring the endless, mind-numbing, soul-stealing stroll through Treasure Island (or TI or whatever the f*ck they’re calling it these days) to eat a bowl(s) of stew that was certain to be shameful?

Why, for old time’s sake of course! Plus the fact that a good bowl of red is about as rare as surströmming in these here parts.

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