Haruki Murakami. The Murder Of The Commendatore (№ 411620)

I don't know what the wine breathed, but it turned out to be very deep to taste, and its taste was different when it first hit my tongue, when I filled it with a mouthful and when I swallowed it. As if you appreciate the beauty of a mysterious stranger - depending on the angle of view and lighting. The wine left a pleasant aftertaste.