Day 186


The end of the autumn in the smallest out of the largest state cities in the country, the capital of West Virginia, Charleston.


The horse in bottles on the barrel from bourbon.


Alla is breathing in the aromas of the oak barrel, in which over the years a real american bourbon was taking in the color and flavor.

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