THEY GAVE US AGAVE.  

Gods are always up to no good. They know humans just can’t help themselves. We will pillage anything to get the treasure. Inside the mighty agave is a nectar so holy that we are willing to wait up to nine years to taste it and then cut and burn ourselves for it. Pain gives way to pleasure and patience is a virtue. A virtue humans developed by necessity and all for the love of a mezcal only a mature agave can yield.
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WE RAISE OUR MACHETES.

To harvest agave, we tricked the gods into giving us weapons as hardy and resilient as an agave spear. Now we wield machetes that shave off the agave’s protective battery of spiky blades.
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