Peach fuzz on soft skin dangerously near strings-delicately and elastic-carefully attempting to contain inaccessible savory bits of imagination. Glistening skin bristles in the breeze and under the shadow of a brim, a smile towards pizza crust and pizza sauce and baby oil and beer and footprints on concrete and NO RUNNING AT THE POOL, pushing creamy strawberry and rhubarb pie hard against the peppery dry finish.

Hot as balls in socal right meow and the rosé is flowin, IN THE AMAZING RECLOSABLE CAN.

NV THE DROP ROSÉ Grenache California 11.0

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