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Low life

My initiation into the fellowship of wine (I swallowed)

Things got off to a frosty start but by the seventh sampling the spirit was moving

7 February 2015

9:00 AM

7 February 2015

9:00 AM

This month’s wine club lecture was on red burgundy. The members were settling themselves at two large tables when I arrived, about ten to each one. I took an empty seat at the table farthest from the door and looked diffidently around, hoping to meet a welcoming eye. Not one.

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