04/24/2020

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Silk from the yellow thalamus (interbrain)
The queen has gone through. Got tired and sent that useless perfumer out to get coffee. She can't make breakfast, of course. Nor can the perfumer. So we'll start with licorice.
Lascivious and lazy, Saba rolls himself in the yellow silk sheets. The perfumer makes notes with a pencil. Performance by a group of oriental dancers swinging their hips and scarves. They throw spices. Saba finds this funny and takes it as an opportunity to lie still for a while. Eager servants bring amber vanilla cakes. So life can go on.
You can still buy Saba. I found an offer on a dutch website. With a text translated into English by Google or something worse. I'll just say, "silk from the yellow thalamus" or "very rich, extremely beautiful woman who burns the gaze of the careless and drugged pretender to the throne." Okay? Maybe he's a hypocrite, too. I don't know. I thought I'd Google it back into Italian and then into German. Maybe that'll clear things up? "Imagine her bow, slow and easy, lying on the royal yellow thalamo silk." Yeah, all right, I will. So I imagine her bow...
Saba is basically an oriental fragrance. I like it and family tester, but it is quite expensive and since I already have something oriental, I would not buy it. Lovers of coffee notes in scents might want to buy it. But you have to keep in mind that coffee doesn't make it to the base.
You can wear Saba all year round if you want to stay in bed for a longer period of time. Or if you go to oriental dance events (you'll have to wait a little bit longer). Saba is equally suitable for mythical queens and for careless candidates for the throne. There are also mattress testers. That would be something for them, too. Sports? If there is a kind of bowing sport. I've been thinking about Goscinny's Cleopatra. And kippers (not the fish) and bending over backwards. But no, that's nonsense, because we are Saba (or something). I'm going to roll around in yellow thalamus for a while.
Lascivious and lazy, Saba rolls himself in the yellow silk sheets. The perfumer makes notes with a pencil. Performance by a group of oriental dancers swinging their hips and scarves. They throw spices. Saba finds this funny and takes it as an opportunity to lie still for a while. Eager servants bring amber vanilla cakes. So life can go on.
You can still buy Saba. I found an offer on a dutch website. With a text translated into English by Google or something worse. I'll just say, "silk from the yellow thalamus" or "very rich, extremely beautiful woman who burns the gaze of the careless and drugged pretender to the throne." Okay? Maybe he's a hypocrite, too. I don't know. I thought I'd Google it back into Italian and then into German. Maybe that'll clear things up? "Imagine her bow, slow and easy, lying on the royal yellow thalamo silk." Yeah, all right, I will. So I imagine her bow...
Saba is basically an oriental fragrance. I like it and family tester, but it is quite expensive and since I already have something oriental, I would not buy it. Lovers of coffee notes in scents might want to buy it. But you have to keep in mind that coffee doesn't make it to the base.
You can wear Saba all year round if you want to stay in bed for a longer period of time. Or if you go to oriental dance events (you'll have to wait a little bit longer). Saba is equally suitable for mythical queens and for careless candidates for the throne. There are also mattress testers. That would be something for them, too. Sports? If there is a kind of bowing sport. I've been thinking about Goscinny's Cleopatra. And kippers (not the fish) and bending over backwards. But no, that's nonsense, because we are Saba (or something). I'm going to roll around in yellow thalamus for a while.
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