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Scent Of A Woman

Squiggle and are in the grocery store. We enter the aisle containing laundry detergent, and are immediately assaulted by the cloying scent of lavender.

"Hoooo-wee" I say to Squiggle cheerfully. "Something stinks!"

A woman nearby shoots me a dirty look and hastily stalks away. Only after she's gone do I realize we'd been smelling her perfume.

Posted on September 04, 2007 to Storytelling