Hunt tedium tea, Assam, them all; monthly dump tea in the great hall, bringing kin over, ordering them, good ‘uns get sweet tea, t’others ginseng.
If this Cork gives you the impression I don’t like tea, you’d be right. Well, except for Lapsong Souchong which doesn’t taste like tea.
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