A youth misspent is a terrible thing: too many James Bond Movies and the Playboy Philosophy. Absolute ruination, So sad.
Admit it. You aspire to lean back in the leather-upholstered armchair, looking suave and sophisticated as you gaze into the glass of wine. Looking at your lovely companion, you drawl, “it’s a provocative little vintage, but not as profound as the ’99.”

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