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The Story
A dry twist of bergamot slips into the room before anyone looks up.
Clove follows, warm and a little biting, and then orange blossom arrives with the ease of someone who belongs there. Underneath, resins and balsams settle into cedar and cypriol, earthy and worn-in, classic enough on the surface that the strangeness takes a second pass to find. Frankincense and opoponax hold a low hum beneath it all. Ambrox and white musks smooth the edges down into skin.
Nothing announces itself, which is rather the point — a wear for late arrivals and unexplained absences, for the kind of evening no one quite reconstructs afterward.
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