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Friday, March 10, 2006

Wine. Herbal cigarettes. French hiphop. Good night.

I think my favorite drinking takes place by myself on our porch on a beautiful spring night, a glass of wine in one hand, a (legal) herbal cigarette in the other hand, and MC Solaar's "Prose Combat" album on the stereo.

It's a great way to center the moment and brush aside the earlier stress of the week, let everything blur, and melt into the music.

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