The Torrible Zone
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Smell
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I brew my beer I bake my bread...
Fifty-six bottles of home-brewed American style all wheat. I sampled some of the stuff before we bottled it and, minus carbonation, it tasted delicious. Now I just have to wait.
And yes, I did use a large wooden spoon.
Farewell and Adieu to You...
Farewell
trusty Vans
. I must leave you in Rome
...
The Aroma of Tea
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