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Cologne instead of leather...ogne
What nobody knew was that Wolle from the motorcycle gang had a brother who could not be more different. It was more precisely his half-brother on his father's side. Both were not well-disposed towards each other because Wolle condemned his brother's motorcycle-free life and his lack of etiquette in clothing. Not one piece of leather clothing was owned by his brother. Vice Versa the brother was ashamed of Wolle's manner and appearance in public. His escapades like urinating on a glass building, which was not visible from the outside, were not even the worst thing In any case, Klaus-Dieter, often just called Pele, noticed the affinity for scent of his brother and his crew from Herne, when he respectfully noticed that wool didn't stink so much in his robe anymore. He wasn't alone with that and one evening he sneaked wool when he went to the clubhouse again to solve the mystery. Wrapped in a wig, some make-up and toilet paper, he attended the meeting undercover and could not believe his eyes. The fat and stupid donkeys, drunk in his eyes, were testing scents! Flux he left the modern Ruhrpott-Thing, but not without first having to ward off the advances of boozer Udo. He only gave in when he could get a cool blonde out of the bottle instead of the fake blonde
Now all the leather scents were nothing for Klaus-Dieter, who rather felt like royal, baroque scents, which you could also wear with coat and sceptre. This not only symbolically because Pelé was member and chairman of an association for the preservation of the baroque clothing style. In Herdecke. So it happened that he told his friends about it and brought a perfume to the next meeting Rolli (he liked to wear turtlenecks), namely the cologne of Habit Rouge.
"Rollie, my dearest, what noble drop have you brought us? What is that delightfully citric smell? And at the same time so wicked and smoky and glamorous?"
"Like a man of the world, a gentleman of the old school, we don't know that from you at all", Torsten joined in the tenor.
"It's the old cologne from Habit Rouge, which translates as red tails. It's a hell of a thing An acquaintance from an allotment garden club where he is active told me about it. I almost believe that all these bourgeois collections are just for testing perfumes."
"Well possible, half of Wolle's guys are usually way too full to steer the bike regularly. That would fit with your theory."
A brief silence, then Pelé got back into the car: "Well then, what exactly does it smell like? Tell me something!"
"So first of all it smells wonderfully citric, which also lingers as a keynote. Little by little other elements dance with bergamot and lemon. For me, the leathery rose and the multi-layered sandalwood are especially remarkable. But also a nuance of cinnamon to round it off joins the olfactory round dance. Classic and sublime."
"Sounds fantastic!"
"The only thing that makes it better is the base. Cool and earthy oak moss meets changeable, but in its core fragrant masculine amber, which must be due to the impact of the leather accord and the resinous elements. These create a clearly masculine yet seductive fragrance."
"So it's not cologne like from that Vf detergent?"
"No, but it's named after that noble family from Cologne." "So we've come full circle, let's drink to that." -----------------
Epilogue: Wool crashed into the toilet, space for more beer had to be made urgently. In the process, he stumbled over one of his club members: "Man, you gave me a fright, I almost wet my pants! But you smell good, so leathery and fresh, what is that?"
"Um, a new fragrance I've discovered, Habit Rouge EdC," said Totty aka Torsten.
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