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About San Diego

Angry? Oh, when it stepped on me foot, fuckin’ hell! Happy? Kinda, ‘cos it didn’t bite – them teeth, mate, grinders from Mordor. Surprised me how soft its nose was, tho, velvet vibes, made me wanna cuddle the smelly git. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d swear it smirked at me, sassy whore! Probs thinkin’, “This vet’s a bloody hobbit.”

Paso Robles Press

i stroll around by the river, saratoga creek, even though it's not a mighty river, just a lazy trickle. reminds me of the slow pace of life here. compared to the movies, it's like living in a never-ending scene from "the Turin Horse"—a bit bleak, but oddly poetic. yeah, i might say that twice cuz it's damn true.

Booker Vineyard names Molly Lonborg senior winemaker