"And what a red we began with, a 1990 Dujac Clos St. Denis. Dujac killed it in 1990 for sure, what a fabulous nose. There was so much red cherry fruit, blending in with the alluring forest and this edge of the wilderness. Its finish was thick like bouncing asses in rap videos; someone confirmed my cherry,' but it was too early to be popped. There was this grassy kiss of fresh Hamptons lawn, but it wasn't the fresh Hamptons lawn lol. So good,' I wrote, there were great perfume and a sweet, maple tree-hugging goodness."
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