Isn't the sense of smell a strange and wonderful thing?

By deevaa
Date: 29 January 2001

Isn't the sense of smell a strange and wonderful thing?

I just got into the lift and although it was empty the smell of Amirage lingered in the air. Amirage -- the first perfume given to me by a man. That smell envokes memories of long summer evenings. Memories of my first date and Muslim holy man I gave my virginity to. The passion we found within each other floods back, first love. ah yes, he was my first love.

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