I could smell her perfume, sultry and deep, too loud for such a small space."Poison," Victoria said, shooting me a knowing smile."What?" Fisher said, turning."It's a fragrance, circa 1985," she explained. "It got completely cheapened later, but the vintage stuff is still striking." She paused, sniffing lightly, ticking off scents on her fingers. "Plum, coriander, and opoponax.""What?""It's a myrrh.
-Erica Bauermeister
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