The road dips, the air sweetens, and suddenly the landscape opens into rows of green stitched neatly across the hills. Grapevines stretch as far as the eye can see, their leaves rustling softly in the summer breeze. The smell is faintly floral, faintly earthy, unmistakably alive. Cycling through vineyard country...
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