Smell
December 7th, 2004 at 2:58pm |
I love smell as it connects to memory. The smell of my great-grandmother’s Dove soap. The smell of the dryer sheets she used to use.
I’m in search of the dryer sheets, but I never remember which brand it was. And with the profileration of stupidly named scents like fresh linen or spring breeze, I usually [...]
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