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Alas, I confess I am scotch: not distilled for a fragile heart or oversensitive lips, indeed, only a daring & discerning palate braves a single molten malt with any regularity — too loud, too lusty, scotch insists upon your full attention & an intrepid appetite
Danielle Loewen
Patrick Metzger
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I’ll buy that.
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