Grown for thousands of years, moved, grown across the lands.
Industries born, nations falling to the wine it produces. Millions
given life, and death by its round and bunched fruit. Sweet purple,
round fruits, with lush green leaves. Rowed and ordered, delicate
and enduring so is the passion of the grape. And so it remains as
a fundamental part of human society as it has since the beginning
Thanks, The Tulip guy
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