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Beautiful Lies (The Wrath of Grapes Murder Mysteries Book 1) Beautiful Lies by Rob Loughran
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“and produce as a result of their inundation with industrial herbicides and pesticides which, of course, make their way, again, into the Russian River. Then into the Pacific Ocean. And ultimately, into all the fish in your local supermarket. What is said about the environmental impact of vineyards in Sonoma County? Fucking nothing. It is our sacred cow.” Darren raised his shot glass again, “Long live the sacred cow.” Colin”
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“alcohol syndrome than beer and hard liquor. And yet winemaking is referred to as an Art. Grape cultivation is farming: fucking pure and fucking simple, just like growing radishes or almonds or peaches, but it is treated as a divine gift that the vintner mysteriously practices for the benefit of the great unwashed masses.”
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“is a bullshit business that produces a product that causes as much or more cirrhosis, car wrecks, fetal alcohol”
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“huffed and hefted dumbbells:”
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“None of my assets are hidden,” said Darren.”
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“don’t have to read the stories Monday through Friday about how the fucking baby fell down the fucking well and the whole fucking community tried to get it out.” “Seems”
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“I do subscribe to the Press Democrat.” “The”
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“Splendor’? What an asshole.”     *”
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“missed you.” She”
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“You make me crazy with your godamn rules,” said Darren. “Sometimes, I swear I could kill you.” Bridget retrieved her drink and snuggled next to him on the couch. “Back at you, asshole.” They clinked glasses. Naked; glowing and sweating, they drank.     *”
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“Lord, make me an instrument of your peace. Where there is hatred, let me sow love. Where there is injury, pardon. Where there is doubt, faith. Where there is despair, hope. Where there is darkness, light. Where there is sadness, joy. Bridget”
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“display of violence that borders on the transcendent.”
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“Darren realized, not an act of violence he had committed. But rather a consummation; a triumph. Again”
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