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So, I've sat up all night attempting to write something worth reading; the wine didn't help.
Thus far, my lips are numb, and my mind is racing, but no good stories have come to mind.
Wine made in Italy is some pretty strong stuff, I wonder if I'll able to think of anything entertaining.
I often wonder why so many famous authors were alcoholics; it doesn't seem to give me any more inspiration than I usually have.
Oh well, I suppose the reader (you) will get some small bit of enjoyment from my ramblings; if not, please, do say so.

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