I'm driving around Belle Isle, only it looks more like Harson's Island. It's huge and a bunch of people live on the island. I go to Steve Pobutnick's family home. Everyone's sitting around the table ready to eat. Steve asks me if I'd like some wine. He has a big vase full of white wine. He says he's having wine and water, and he pours me a big glass.
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