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The Teleporter
2003,July,Westport in Ireland, 17 degrees Celsius.
After hours of driving with the greyhound-bus across Ireland from Dublin to westport through the Irish hinterland, me and my two best friends of that time finally arrive. We get off the bus and immediately smell: the sea is not far away...
After we moved into our quarters we went to explore the area and ended up in a small forest.
It smells of moss, old wood and the rain does not know if it wants to be rain or fog. This is how I imagined Ireland and this is how it was good.
2015, September, near Cologne, maybe 20 degrees. I hold my pretty much first blind purchase encre noir in my hand and spray.
Right now he's teleporting me to westport from back then. I'm back in this grove. It is mossy, herbaceous, woody and musty. It's good. I want a Guinness. I want to go back. Forever
After hours of driving with the greyhound-bus across Ireland from Dublin to westport through the Irish hinterland, me and my two best friends of that time finally arrive. We get off the bus and immediately smell: the sea is not far away...
After we moved into our quarters we went to explore the area and ended up in a small forest.
It smells of moss, old wood and the rain does not know if it wants to be rain or fog. This is how I imagined Ireland and this is how it was good.
2015, September, near Cologne, maybe 20 degrees. I hold my pretty much first blind purchase encre noir in my hand and spray.
Right now he's teleporting me to westport from back then. I'm back in this grove. It is mossy, herbaceous, woody and musty. It's good. I want a Guinness. I want to go back. Forever
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Gabi, Adam and I
( my first comment, be indulgent )
It's 1999, I'm 15, severely pubescent and have no girlfriend. But then came Gabi, and Gabi was wild and free and her long hair played with the wind and smelled like patchouli. For my 16th birthday she gave me something about adam and when I used it for the very first time, I didn't understand it
What does it smell like? Tomatoes? Basil?
Until then my olfactory world was limited to ck be/one and adam was too much for me. But I carried him. For Gabi. Whenever we saw each other. And then I wore it even when I was longing for her. At some point I always wore it and it became my first signature fragrance. For he too was different, wild and free. I stood out when I wore it and felt good about it
Due to our old man at that time, Gabi and I didn't last long. But adam stayed. I bought a total of 7 bottles myself before he disappeared.
Today I still own a bottle that is almost half full. I guard him like a treasure. Sometimes in spring or summer I treat myself to a sprayer, take a deep breath and ask myself what Gabi is doing right now.
It's 1999, I'm 15, severely pubescent and have no girlfriend. But then came Gabi, and Gabi was wild and free and her long hair played with the wind and smelled like patchouli. For my 16th birthday she gave me something about adam and when I used it for the very first time, I didn't understand it
What does it smell like? Tomatoes? Basil?
Until then my olfactory world was limited to ck be/one and adam was too much for me. But I carried him. For Gabi. Whenever we saw each other. And then I wore it even when I was longing for her. At some point I always wore it and it became my first signature fragrance. For he too was different, wild and free. I stood out when I wore it and felt good about it
Due to our old man at that time, Gabi and I didn't last long. But adam stayed. I bought a total of 7 bottles myself before he disappeared.
Today I still own a bottle that is almost half full. I guard him like a treasure. Sometimes in spring or summer I treat myself to a sprayer, take a deep breath and ask myself what Gabi is doing right now.
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