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Edmond
Luckily, she had almost an hour before the movie started. They were
right in front of the cinema and she definitely wanted to be the first da
be. He shouldn't have to wait for her. These games after the
Motto "Men always have to wait a little" were
just embarrassing.
She decided to take a little detour through the park. It was yes
still plenty of time and she would still get a bit on a bank
into the late afternoon sun. Too much sleep she had the last
Night not had.
Just behind the Apollo fountain, she found a bank she liked. The View
went far over the lawns to the groups of trees, behind which
the silhouette of the city lay in the haze of early September evening.
She closed her eyes and enjoyed the last soft warm sunbeams.
That's how sweet they felt. She felt the tiredness that came over her
like a soft blanket. Her thoughts became wide and hazy.
Then all of a sudden she heard footsteps on the gravel path.
She opened her eyes.
An elderly gentleman with walking stick came of the way, accompanied by a
small, shaggy dog.
But before she saw him, she smelled him. There was no doubt -
he was wearing Eau Sauvage. She wasn't surprised at all that her nose
was so sensitive, although she knew that the fragrance was not actually
very far radiating.
She knew the perfume well. She had it even a few years ago times
a bottle, but then somehow forgotten.
At that moment it seemed almost incomprehensible to her. The older one
Lord was now standing right in front of her, somehow the whole
went from him Orchestra of the fragrance at the same time. The fresh, natural lemony,
yellow opening, this wonderfully green dewdrop herbiness,
the woody-moossy appearing behind it with an almost pain-
dry, very delicate bitter note. All together as one
Sound that seemed completely timeless and at the same time calming and
...made me happy.
The Lord kept silent and only smiled at her.
She felt she had to say something.
"You...You smell so good!" she finally brought out.
"I didn't want to express much with this scent - just something,
which I found was too neglected..." said the Lord.
"So you, you have..."
"Just call me Edmond, my dear. What I really
that was basically simplicity. Only in her
with a little luck you may find the most valuable -
poetry. Because she is a little shy and above all - wild.
Très sauvage."
"I understand..."
"Ever since I've been on the other side, they've had a lot to do with it-
doctored. But somehow, as by a miracle, the secret is
never completely lost..."
"But... why can't you just walk around when
You actually..." She immediately felt that she was about to,
something wrong to say.
"I'm just a little strange man, my dear. I can
some weird things... Look, if I'm now with the
Fingers snap, all people everywhere in the world will
be completely happy for a moment."
He snapped his fingers.
She took a deep breath.
"It's over..." Edmond said. "I'm a little tired now.
But you may have noticed that you are just from the simple
Learn something from things... for example from the bank on which
They sit..."
She stroked her hand over the white lacquered wood.
"You want to be rich," the bank said. "Why aren't you?"
Edmond smiled. "I have to go on now..."
Then the little shaggy dog came out of the bushes
and plucked his trouser legs.
"It's all right," Edmond said and knocked his fur out.
Then he reached into his coat pocket and took something out.
Over her head he opened his hand and left many fine
grated pieces of lemon zest trickle down on them.
"Voila..." he said.
Then he set off again.
After a few meters he turned around again.
"Remember," he shouted, "forever lasts the longest."
She stretched out comfortably - and woke up. Solar heat and
the fatigue had simply been too strong.
Suddenly the date came back to her mind. She looked at her
Wristwatch - it was just before half past seven.
She hurried away - she didn't want to run.
When she arrived at the cinema, he stood in front of the showcases and saw the
the pictures an.
She gently tapped him on the shoulder.
"I'm so sorry... have you been waiting..." "
"Come on, a minute maybe..."
"I was actually super early, but then..." she said, "then I'm..."
He interrupted them. "What have you got there...?"
He reached into her hair and took something out.
"Strange little yellow things..." he said and sniffed at them.
"Smell of lemon."
right in front of the cinema and she definitely wanted to be the first da
be. He shouldn't have to wait for her. These games after the
Motto "Men always have to wait a little" were
just embarrassing.
She decided to take a little detour through the park. It was yes
still plenty of time and she would still get a bit on a bank
into the late afternoon sun. Too much sleep she had the last
Night not had.
Just behind the Apollo fountain, she found a bank she liked. The View
went far over the lawns to the groups of trees, behind which
the silhouette of the city lay in the haze of early September evening.
She closed her eyes and enjoyed the last soft warm sunbeams.
That's how sweet they felt. She felt the tiredness that came over her
like a soft blanket. Her thoughts became wide and hazy.
Then all of a sudden she heard footsteps on the gravel path.
She opened her eyes.
An elderly gentleman with walking stick came of the way, accompanied by a
small, shaggy dog.
But before she saw him, she smelled him. There was no doubt -
he was wearing Eau Sauvage. She wasn't surprised at all that her nose
was so sensitive, although she knew that the fragrance was not actually
very far radiating.
She knew the perfume well. She had it even a few years ago times
a bottle, but then somehow forgotten.
At that moment it seemed almost incomprehensible to her. The older one
Lord was now standing right in front of her, somehow the whole
went from him Orchestra of the fragrance at the same time. The fresh, natural lemony,
yellow opening, this wonderfully green dewdrop herbiness,
the woody-moossy appearing behind it with an almost pain-
dry, very delicate bitter note. All together as one
Sound that seemed completely timeless and at the same time calming and
...made me happy.
The Lord kept silent and only smiled at her.
She felt she had to say something.
"You...You smell so good!" she finally brought out.
"I didn't want to express much with this scent - just something,
which I found was too neglected..." said the Lord.
"So you, you have..."
"Just call me Edmond, my dear. What I really
that was basically simplicity. Only in her
with a little luck you may find the most valuable -
poetry. Because she is a little shy and above all - wild.
Très sauvage."
"I understand..."
"Ever since I've been on the other side, they've had a lot to do with it-
doctored. But somehow, as by a miracle, the secret is
never completely lost..."
"But... why can't you just walk around when
You actually..." She immediately felt that she was about to,
something wrong to say.
"I'm just a little strange man, my dear. I can
some weird things... Look, if I'm now with the
Fingers snap, all people everywhere in the world will
be completely happy for a moment."
He snapped his fingers.
She took a deep breath.
"It's over..." Edmond said. "I'm a little tired now.
But you may have noticed that you are just from the simple
Learn something from things... for example from the bank on which
They sit..."
She stroked her hand over the white lacquered wood.
"You want to be rich," the bank said. "Why aren't you?"
Edmond smiled. "I have to go on now..."
Then the little shaggy dog came out of the bushes
and plucked his trouser legs.
"It's all right," Edmond said and knocked his fur out.
Then he reached into his coat pocket and took something out.
Over her head he opened his hand and left many fine
grated pieces of lemon zest trickle down on them.
"Voila..." he said.
Then he set off again.
After a few meters he turned around again.
"Remember," he shouted, "forever lasts the longest."
She stretched out comfortably - and woke up. Solar heat and
the fatigue had simply been too strong.
Suddenly the date came back to her mind. She looked at her
Wristwatch - it was just before half past seven.
She hurried away - she didn't want to run.
When she arrived at the cinema, he stood in front of the showcases and saw the
the pictures an.
She gently tapped him on the shoulder.
"I'm so sorry... have you been waiting..." "
"Come on, a minute maybe..."
"I was actually super early, but then..." she said, "then I'm..."
He interrupted them. "What have you got there...?"
He reached into her hair and took something out.
"Strange little yellow things..." he said and sniffed at them.
"Smell of lemon."
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