Day 16: A Signature Scent
In Paris, I’ve become something of a perfume hunter. I love to smell perfumes on other people as they pass me in the street, stand near me on the Metro, or take a seat beside me on the bench in a museum. I’ll catch something spicy, or woody, or flowery, or like something else good that I’ve never smelled before. Occasionally I can name t…
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