An Afternoon in Tattooine
On a recent trip to Tattooine I ran into a friendly and rather cute Jawa; The Force was with her.
“Teedee tee dee!” She said. Translation: Follow me to the Cantina.
Often my new Jawa friend would stop to scout for Sandpeople; They always travel single-file to hide their numbers.
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| I think she likes me. |
You will never find a more wretched hive of scum and villainy than at the cantina in Mos Eisley, but they serve a nice IPA. “We must be cautious” I thought.
There was a lot of work to do with the rebellion battling the evil Empire but for now I would be content to knock back a few with my new friend. “Teedee tee dee” She said. Translation beer is good. |
| You can never let your guard down in a place like Mos Eisley. |
