I'm sitting at the Barclay Perkins nerve centre. My craoppy little computer desk
The medical gauziness combines wonderfully with my imminent need for medical attention. A gulp of the sweet godliness that is Abt smoothes out the spiky alcoholiness a treat.
Yes, my tasting notes are getting ever better.
"Shall I open the port, Ronald?"
"Yeah, why not?'
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