I summon it, and it returns to me, a slightly coarse, dusty, but strong and pleasant smell, reminescent of touching rough sackcloth, and its borders on the memory of the feel of his skin, his flowing locks, his thick mustache that rubbed against the skin of my cheek and gave me a pleasant feeling, like being in a warm, dark old kitchen on a winter day. p.34
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