Thank God my protagonist is so simple (if you pardon the pun). I spin the olfactory fortune wheel: incense, myrrhe, or gold?... Incense! Lucky today! It is no good copying Paco Raban. The steel of his gaze, the sweetness of her vice... Holy cow, here comes a 60yo sin... Chanel #404. I like this exhibitions, I might say he is unduly unpopular. It seems that my love for iris should be unleashed... Is there another way to portray magnetism of opposites?