
this is from Cinque Terre, the grapes are grown on the hillside in a nature preserve and cultivated by generations of the same family
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I remember my time back on the vine... Basking in the sun with my grape brothers and sisters. Then the humans came. They grabbed me and ripped me away from my family. I remember being blinded by a bright light, the feeling of a cold metal table underneath my back. And then, a masked man, wearing rubber gloves and a lab coat that was just so...
So white.
I remember the glint of the scalpel as he lowered it towards my skin. I tried to scream.
But I was just a grape.
So white.
I remember the glint of the scalpel as he lowered it towards my skin. I tried to scream.
But I was just a grape.
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