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Wine (Red, White, and Everything In Between)

Wine (Red, White, and Everything In Between)

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Fri, Aug 10, 2018
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Romance
two lawyers coming from different places, what makes them friends? their common love for wine. Olympia and Frederick are both law students at Columbia. Olympia thinks she has it all figured out, being engaged to the man she's been with for four years, valedictorian of her class, except, she knows nothing. On the other side, Frederick knows nothing, he sleeps with a different person every day, he slacks off in his classes.
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