n the name of Dionysus, the son of Zeus, father of icebergs and Vines, who knew how to plant in the bone of a bird, a lion and a donkey wine seeds , giving you the joy of the bird in the first sip, the strength of the lion in the second and the stupid ass beyond the third ... In the name of Bacchus, god of wine and vine, he got through the Bacchae , his pious and drunken followers, Orpheus and seed shattering music, faithful companion of drunkards, from all corners of the earth ... In the name of Ometochtli, Aztec god of drunkenness and drinking ... also in that of Noah, the patriarch and sailor , star of the first Jumer's history ... in the name of Osiris, god of barley ... in all the friars who knew how to unite their lives to the divine through the alembic: Monks of the Abbey of Benedictine, Chartreuse, Cognac ... and finally, in the name of Gambrinus, crass Prince of beer ... I, Marquis of Malandar, declare to
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Temple of good drinking
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