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The first spray is a slap in the face. Not gently, not quietly. Yuzu and grapefruit jump out at you like a neon light in a dark alley. The blackcurrant and grape immediately follow suit. However, this is by no means a fresh...

Imagine an abandoned vaulted cellar: cool, damp, slightly dusky. The walls of old stone breathe silence, and there is a heavy, dark scent in the air: cold, wet tobacco. No smoke, no embers,...