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10
Don't spill it, just pad it!
I'll go for it, I'll go for it! And that also with quite heavy stuff, where it noticeably breaks through the nasal wall. You tremble like crazy. Yeah, this devil stuff is twirling around like it has rabies.
The dirty flower factory of Kerosene has it thick as a fist behind the ears. Heavy and shrill, he immediately lays himself around the shoulder. Presses hard, stamps you into the damp, dirty floor. The sultriness sinks deep. You can really feel the pressure in the bones. The pain is deep. It pulls and tears on all sides. Fog is ripping around the head, not letting a ray of sunlight through. All covered with black clouds. Deafness. Silent. There's not much more.
But then slowly, many black drops fall from the sky. Rain mixed with gasoline. Gasoline mixed with the smell of decomposition. In addition, a shrill flower party, which is dragged wildly through the area.
Stop the car. Close your eyes so you can get through that stink. Maybe it'll be better then! The nose somehow wants to save itself from this slaughter, somehow get out of this cruelty - but the head is still hanging in there. Will give the scent another chance after the nasty club.
He then also takes on animalistic traits. It's pretty solid in the wet ground. Insects that crawl over the feet cause a shiver that runs over the back. And then again and again this smell of decay and these cruel flowers that have half wilted.
But once you've overcome all this, he seems calmer, more distant. Give me some air to breathe. It becomes slightly peppery in the background - the musk becomes purer, more bearable. It's not too animalistic anymore and it doesn't "humane" like that anymore. But it still gets hot - it hisses through the area, then underlaid with orange blossoms and withered rose. With time he becomes more bearable, somehow also more pleasant. Even the humid and humid humidity has disappeared and he also allows a bit of sunshine. But definitely belongs to the "swarm painters" Difficult scent, in any case! But you're used to that from Kerosene.
Just like Yatagan, I'm having trouble finding a reason for him. Above all, the beginning frightens me off and I can not really gain a foothold. Somehow he attracts me, but then he leaves. Especially when I think of the club that has left a violent bump.
The durability and the Sillage are rough and claw themselves already quite into the skin. The bottle already suggests gloom, but I think it's very chic. All in one very solid - with a lot of head cinema. Dislike, however, is much in the game, just as towards the end, the attraction. An emotional roller coaster, that's all!
Rachelg
Emorandeira
