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Animalistic Tristan
Tristan & Isolde, one of the most famous medieval tales. Told by many
and even staged as an opera, it is simply a classic in the German-speaking world. But here we are in Aicha vorm Wald, and so we are not telling a story of two lovers whom fate did not treat well:
Wensker was called to a scene involving a kidnapping. Schubert and Haller were already on-site but parked foolishly. Schubert couldn't get out thanks to a tree next to the door, so he handcuffed Haller to the steering wheel and they began their first interrogations from the police car.
“Hello, gentlemen. What happened?”
“Farmer Erwin had his two Husum land pigs stolen.”
“I thought he only bred Angler saddle pigs?”
“No, the children usually ride with saddles on the pigs.”
“Oh, and who was kidnapped?”
“Yes, Tristan and Isolde?”
“The children??”
“No, they are called Eggi, short for Egbert, and Maike, short for Maike. It's about the Husum land pigs. They should actually be referred to as red-spotted Husum pigs.”
“...what smells so good here??”
“Uh... you. Is that a new perfume?”
“Yes, that's right. I bought a 12-pack of socks from Pierre Cardin, and it came with it. It smells to me like soapy leather at first. Old school, Knize Ten, those are keywords that come to mind. But back to the animals: so they were kidnapped? Is there some sort of ransom note?”
“Yes, indeed. It stated that these animals are to be considered sacred and must not be consumed. Signed by the local Komba group.”
“Ah, I only know Mortal Kombat. At least we can rule out our residents with Middle Eastern migration backgrounds, right?”
Silence.
Silence.
Silence.
“Okay, Wensker, briefly about the scent: how does it start?”
“One immediately notices this old-school leather. Slightly rough but quickly enveloped by soapy nuances and even more aldehydes, it seems to me. Almost slightly fresh-fruity, but definitely pleasing at first glance. However, the rough elements soon reveal themselves, and the leather becomes green-bitter.”
“Alright, so where do the Kombai come from?”
“Indonesia.”
“Well! What a coincidence! That's where the Tjoengs originally come from. Via Holland, of course.”
“As if someone had written the case.”
“Yeah, well, so shallow, that would work in a prime-time slot. But not for fans of the feuilleton, more for the capital letters. Let's wait for the further development of the scent and have a coffee before you arrest the Tjoengs, Commissioner?”
“I had the scent on before, and there isn't much development. After several hours, the intensity decreases, the accompanying notes fade away, and what remains is tame leather, accompanied by a rare hint of soapiness. I'm off to the Tjoengs.”
Later at the station: “So, did you arrest everyone, Wensker?”
“You know, Madam Director, supposedly cannibalism is part of their religion, and I thought we might as well swap Schubert and Haller for Tristan and Isolde…”
Tristan offers 2000 what many other scents offered years or even decades earlier. It is almost to be understood as a homage. I personally find Tristan successful, but not outstanding compared to Bel Ami, Knize, and the like. Therefore, it's a pity but not a painful loss. Especially since the longevity also seems - to put it mildly - to be improvable.
and even staged as an opera, it is simply a classic in the German-speaking world. But here we are in Aicha vorm Wald, and so we are not telling a story of two lovers whom fate did not treat well:
Wensker was called to a scene involving a kidnapping. Schubert and Haller were already on-site but parked foolishly. Schubert couldn't get out thanks to a tree next to the door, so he handcuffed Haller to the steering wheel and they began their first interrogations from the police car.
“Hello, gentlemen. What happened?”
“Farmer Erwin had his two Husum land pigs stolen.”
“I thought he only bred Angler saddle pigs?”
“No, the children usually ride with saddles on the pigs.”
“Oh, and who was kidnapped?”
“Yes, Tristan and Isolde?”
“The children??”
“No, they are called Eggi, short for Egbert, and Maike, short for Maike. It's about the Husum land pigs. They should actually be referred to as red-spotted Husum pigs.”
“...what smells so good here??”
“Uh... you. Is that a new perfume?”
“Yes, that's right. I bought a 12-pack of socks from Pierre Cardin, and it came with it. It smells to me like soapy leather at first. Old school, Knize Ten, those are keywords that come to mind. But back to the animals: so they were kidnapped? Is there some sort of ransom note?”
“Yes, indeed. It stated that these animals are to be considered sacred and must not be consumed. Signed by the local Komba group.”
“Ah, I only know Mortal Kombat. At least we can rule out our residents with Middle Eastern migration backgrounds, right?”
Silence.
Silence.
Silence.
“Okay, Wensker, briefly about the scent: how does it start?”
“One immediately notices this old-school leather. Slightly rough but quickly enveloped by soapy nuances and even more aldehydes, it seems to me. Almost slightly fresh-fruity, but definitely pleasing at first glance. However, the rough elements soon reveal themselves, and the leather becomes green-bitter.”
“Alright, so where do the Kombai come from?”
“Indonesia.”
“Well! What a coincidence! That's where the Tjoengs originally come from. Via Holland, of course.”
“As if someone had written the case.”
“Yeah, well, so shallow, that would work in a prime-time slot. But not for fans of the feuilleton, more for the capital letters. Let's wait for the further development of the scent and have a coffee before you arrest the Tjoengs, Commissioner?”
“I had the scent on before, and there isn't much development. After several hours, the intensity decreases, the accompanying notes fade away, and what remains is tame leather, accompanied by a rare hint of soapiness. I'm off to the Tjoengs.”
Later at the station: “So, did you arrest everyone, Wensker?”
“You know, Madam Director, supposedly cannibalism is part of their religion, and I thought we might as well swap Schubert and Haller for Tristan and Isolde…”
Tristan offers 2000 what many other scents offered years or even decades earlier. It is almost to be understood as a homage. I personally find Tristan successful, but not outstanding compared to Bel Ami, Knize, and the like. Therefore, it's a pity but not a painful loss. Especially since the longevity also seems - to put it mildly - to be improvable.
Updated on 03/07/2022
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