And so the gates are open…

So, at last, it has been a long road to arrive here. But now you are here. And so am I. And most importantly, there is this place, this luminous crossroad, this liminal barroom, where we can meet. And talk. And recount. And reminisce. And review. And dream. Of steampunk adventures and occult ballads and lonesome travellers and cowboys and quantum hologram traps and flame-winged blues guitarists and three-headed mutant cats and the occasional home-bound train-hopper. Welcome, take a seat, enjoy the music and let your own voice be heard too!

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