Schmörkes

Still gasping for air, I stagger, soaked in alcohol, across a silvery steppe, the approaching jungle already in my imaginary view. It won't be long before I find myself in an almost impenetrable green hell, vines cutting into my face. Smoke rises...

Perhaps the esteemed readership still remembers my previous comment on Toro: https://www.parfumo.de/Parfums/Marbert/Toro_Eau_de_Cologne Well, this Marbert immediately came to mind after I had Pour Monsieur on my skin for a while… A...