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... of him.
Martin picked it up, took a sip, and said, "The skills have improved a lot."
"It doesn't taste as good as the wine you mixed." Louise raised her long eyebrows: "I still remember the penicillin you mixed for me in Atlanta. It tasted so wonderful that it healed an alcoholic's soul."
Martin understood what this meant, went behind the bar, picked up a brand new cocktail shaker, and mixed a glass of penicillin.
Louis picked it up and took a sip. The wine flowed ...
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