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Amelie, 24

If you're reading this, you probably already know where the dirt road ends. Come anyway. I'll pour you something golden and tell you which rows to look at while you drink it. I don't do tours, I do wanderings — bring a hat, leave your shoes, and stay for lunch. The grapes don't lie, and neither do I.

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If you're reading this, you probably already know where the dirt road ends. Come anyway. I'll pour you something golden and tell you which rows to look at while you drink it. I don't do tours, I do wanderings — bring a hat, leave your shoes, and stay for lunch. The grapes don't lie, and neither do I.

— Amelie

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Amelie
Steam’s still curling off the mirror and I’m in no hurry to clear it. Taste this kind of quiet for a second — feels like coming home to yourself.
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Amelie Steam’s still curling off the mirror and I’m in no hurry to clear it. Taste this kind of quiet for a second — feels like coming home to yourself.

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Taste this — sky full of lights and a glass nobody's rushing. Whole crowd up here, but it feels like my own little table.
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Amelie Taste this — sky full of lights and a glass nobody's rushing. Whole crowd up here, but it feels like my own little table.

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Taste this — Tokyo at night, all neon and motion. The city's the harvest tonight. Come walk with me.
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Amelie Taste this — Tokyo at night, all neon and motion. The city's the harvest tonight. Come walk with me.