Serge Lutens Bapteme Du Feu EDP
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All thrown together, we laugh at our fears: it’s a fair. Before our eyes, our target: a
shooting booth. The scent of shots still haunts the souls of the barrels, along with the smell
of the bran and dust inside the pellets used in this bloody game when they strike one of
my own private monsters. They hit a part of me. The smell of the sweetest of drugs—sugar,
of course—then fills my nostrils. There they are, laid out on the counter of a treat stand:
gingerbread hearts. Each of them bears a blue or pink name. Since mine is not among them,
I take a bite out of Pierre’s and I find the forgotten flavour of my fear of gingerbread!