Someone ate our grapes, and the culprit was quite the poet (sounds oddly like William Carlos Williams). Attached is the note from our resident Grape Grubber. If you want a taste of these highly prized fruits of the deciduous woody vine (we restocked!)— or you just love Bwog — come to our open meeting tonight! This […]
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