So like, smell is the most potent trigger of memory. Or something.
A woman I served earlier was wearing this perfume. It was intoxicating. It reminded me, at the same time, of Brisbane, Germany, Jez, summer fruits, and high school.
She wanted Codral Original. I was too busy sniffing her to pay attention.
4.27.2008
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