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“I’m telling you Twilight, this is perfectly legal,'' Applejack said with a broad smile.

“Applejack, I’m a Princess of Equestria, and even I know that you’re not allowed to distill alcohol within Ponyville limits.”

“And that’s the thing, I’m not distilling it. I’m condensing it”. Applejack pointed at the copper tube gently sloping up towards her farm. “The distilling, and fermentation and all that are happening on my land. My land is not incorporated Ponyville territory.”

“That is arguably not the intent of the law.”

“Law ain’t about intent Twi. It’s what’s written down. Distillation is not the process that is occurring within the territorial of Ponyville. It is condensation. Condensation ain’t illegal else we couldn’t have rain.”

“You can’t even legally sell alcohol in Ponyville, so I find it hard to see why you are even going through all this effort. The law is on my side here Applejack.”

“The law against the retail of spirits and such was struck down for being unfairly discriminatory against Earth ponies, when it was the eu-nicorns from Canterlot who was smuggling it into Ponyville in the first place.”



“It ain’t illegal to sell it, the unlawful part is the transpor-ation of alcohol into Ponyville. I am not transporting it, I am condensing it.”

“But you’re transporting it. The alcohol is a vapor, and the alcohol vapor is entering Ponyville. You are transporting alcohol, as a vapor.”

“I ain’t. The definition of ‘transport’ applies to tangible things. Va-pour cannot be grasped, and is such ‘intangible’. The pipe which contains the vapor, perhaps the only tangible item of my refinement setup is quite rigidly fixed at both ends, and is unable to be transported or traversed across the border of Ponyville.”





“I don’t know Twah, I’m just dumb uneducated earth pony.

Twilight stood in deep thought. “We will have words about this,” she said, taking flight and steering towards Ponyville.