"The shining wine lingered on the palate, swallowed. Pressing grapes in the vat. The warmth of the sun, that's what it is. It's like a secret caress that awakens memories in me."
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"The shining wine lingered on the palate, swallowed. Pressing grapes in the vat. The warmth of the sun, that's what it is. It's like a secret caress that awakens memories in me."
Created by d'Araprì