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Berkanlenck 2 months ago
Special Days Are Coming
It was late in the evening when I first applied Black II Extrait de Parfum to my skin. Even when I removed the cap, a dense, opulent scent rose to meet me, captivating me immediately. Unlike regular fragrances, this was not a fleeting whisper;...
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Berkanlenck 2 months ago
The Silence of Black IV
I still remember the evening when I wore Widian Black IV for the first time. It was a cool autumn evening in a foreign city, somewhere between the shine of modern facades and the narrow, old streets that smelled of history. I had just bought...
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Berkanlenck 2 months ago
Sweet Temptation at Lake Como
Spring had bathed Bellagio in a sea of pastel flowers, and the sun sparkled on the surface of Lake Como. I wandered along the narrow streets, passing small cafés and boutiques, when a gentle, floral-sweet scent caught my attention.
Curiously,...
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Berkanlenck 2 months ago
The Secret Between Cocoa and Oud
It actually started inconspicuously, with a decision that had long been maturing within me: I no longer wanted to just like or dislike scents, but to truly understand them. So I signed up for a perfume course. From the very first...
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Berkanlenck 2 months ago
In the Cloak of Myrrh
Outside, the fog hung heavily between the bare trees, and the city seemed to hold its breath for a moment. From the very first drop, I knew: this would not be an ordinary fragrance.
The myrrh rose slowly, almost ceremoniously, as if entering...
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Berkanlenck 2 months ago
210 Drops of Eternity
It was a warm summer evening in London, and the sun was slowly disappearing behind the rooftops of the city. I had been waiting all day to finally open the small, heavy bottle that I had picked up from the dealer with trembling hands. There...
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Berkanlenck 3 months ago
In the Smoke of the Distance
When I first sprayed Outlands, it was as if a gate opened to another world.
The first seconds were like a breath of fresh air, but not the ordinary kind - it was the air of a landscape after a thunderstorm. Cardamom and bergamot swirled...
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Berkanlenck 3 months ago
The Ice in the Bottle
This morning I woke up and immediately felt that strange mix of restlessness and anticipation. The city outside was still quiet, only the distant honking of a bus and the chirping of birds filled the streets. I didn’t know exactly why, but something...
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Berkanlenck 3 months ago
Between Bosporus and Shadows
It was a warm spring day in Istanbul, the city vibrating as always between tradition and modernity. I stood early in the morning on the Galata Bridge, the air filled with salt, grilled fish, and the calls of seagulls. Still a bit sleepy,...
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Berkanlenck 3 months ago
When a Fragrance Determines the Day
It was a summer morning in London, the city still quiet, as the first rays of sunlight broke through the Victorian facades in Mayfair. I had a meeting that was more important than any meeting before a conversation that would determine...
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