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Each microchip looks like a city.

From this week's Hudson Valley installment of Anthony Bourdain: No Reservations in which Tony had to cancel most of his scheduled stops (a return to the Culinary Institute of America in Hyde Park, lunch with Bill Murray at X20 in Yonkers) after losing to the H-Man in an impromptu Fiery Habanero Doritos® eating contest in New Paltz. The H-Man's fraternity brothers carried a sweat-drenched, mouth-bleeding Bourdain into the small cellar of the Bevier-Elting House in the Huguenot Street Historic District. After three days of delirium he was restored to health by an old-timey doctor who made up for his lack of modern medical knowledge by being as nimble as a forest creature.

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