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The fourth drink. The general started peeling off a bottle that was wrapped in newspaper and sharing it with us, saying it was a tasting. I had never heard of Iwate before. I understood that this was the owner's hometown and that was why he had Akabu. The first sip was a little blurry because it was also at room temperature, but after cooling it down a little with ice, it became delicious.
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