09/12/2019
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Midnight with the gangsters
Last year an old friend died who had already been ill with cancer at a young age, we call him B.
A German big city in the '90s. B. lived in a shared apartment with his business friend. The apartment was big. An entire floor high above a main artery in a conurbation. The business associate had found a wife, got married and moved out. A new roommate had to come in. The new roommate didn't even seem particularly scary. He didn't look too good. Acne scars distorted his rough facial features. I didn't know him any closer and knew nothing about him. He was always polite. Then B. celebrated his 30th birthday and the apartment was full of friends of the new flatmate. A strange mood. Of course people drank alcoholic beverages but nobody got loud, nobody was drunk. Apart from quiet music and intimate conversations, it was unusually quiet. The men all looked serious. Dark, and I don't mean skin color. Mysterious. Braked foam, so to speak. The men were not women, but that had nothing to do with their sexual attitude. It was kind of a work meeting. They smoked it, too. Smoke was in the air and the smell of strong alcoholic beverages. White powder was certainly consumed, but I didn't notice.
Later it turned out that the new roommate had been observed by the police for some time. And while we were celebrating our birthday, we were monitored by cameras all the time from the other side of the major arterial road. In a back room the new roommate stored a suitcase with expensive, illegal things. And money, of course.
B. then complained the new roommate out somehow. Later, B moved abroad.
Midnight With The Mobster reminds me of that. Insanely great stuff that claims to be a Dupe of Rojas Enigma pour Homme. Enigma pour Homme must be terribly expensive. Midnight With The Mobster is probably quite similar and is sold out accordingly. I'd even have gone to customs for that.
I smell especially the woody resinous parts out strongly at Midnight With The Mobster. Neroli and Jasmine play if at all only a minor role. Patchouli, benzoin, tobacco and cognac, on the other hand, give everything and vanilla gives a homely sweetness.
You can also wear Midnight With The Mobster as a righteous citizen. Even if you don't know a gangster at all. Men and women alike can wear Midnight With The Mobster. The cold half of the year is preferable, but you can probably wear Midnight With The Mobster all year if you want. It's not only good for work if you're a criminal. Probably the durability and Sillage is not quite as violent as with the original. So much the better. If you can get your hands on Midnight With The Mobster. You guys go ahead and enjoy it. James Cagney and Humphrey Bogart's spirit will be watching over you.
A German big city in the '90s. B. lived in a shared apartment with his business friend. The apartment was big. An entire floor high above a main artery in a conurbation. The business associate had found a wife, got married and moved out. A new roommate had to come in. The new roommate didn't even seem particularly scary. He didn't look too good. Acne scars distorted his rough facial features. I didn't know him any closer and knew nothing about him. He was always polite. Then B. celebrated his 30th birthday and the apartment was full of friends of the new flatmate. A strange mood. Of course people drank alcoholic beverages but nobody got loud, nobody was drunk. Apart from quiet music and intimate conversations, it was unusually quiet. The men all looked serious. Dark, and I don't mean skin color. Mysterious. Braked foam, so to speak. The men were not women, but that had nothing to do with their sexual attitude. It was kind of a work meeting. They smoked it, too. Smoke was in the air and the smell of strong alcoholic beverages. White powder was certainly consumed, but I didn't notice.
Later it turned out that the new roommate had been observed by the police for some time. And while we were celebrating our birthday, we were monitored by cameras all the time from the other side of the major arterial road. In a back room the new roommate stored a suitcase with expensive, illegal things. And money, of course.
B. then complained the new roommate out somehow. Later, B moved abroad.
Midnight With The Mobster reminds me of that. Insanely great stuff that claims to be a Dupe of Rojas Enigma pour Homme. Enigma pour Homme must be terribly expensive. Midnight With The Mobster is probably quite similar and is sold out accordingly. I'd even have gone to customs for that.
I smell especially the woody resinous parts out strongly at Midnight With The Mobster. Neroli and Jasmine play if at all only a minor role. Patchouli, benzoin, tobacco and cognac, on the other hand, give everything and vanilla gives a homely sweetness.
You can also wear Midnight With The Mobster as a righteous citizen. Even if you don't know a gangster at all. Men and women alike can wear Midnight With The Mobster. The cold half of the year is preferable, but you can probably wear Midnight With The Mobster all year if you want. It's not only good for work if you're a criminal. Probably the durability and Sillage is not quite as violent as with the original. So much the better. If you can get your hands on Midnight With The Mobster. You guys go ahead and enjoy it. James Cagney and Humphrey Bogart's spirit will be watching over you.
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