The afternoon of Tuesday 12 July saw me at x2net cybercafe (where I'm writing this) after a long absence.
About halfway through there came a faint but clear whiff of scent from my left, and there wasn't anyone along that row of seats. And definitely not from any woman whom you might expect to touch herself up, as it were, since x2n is invariably haunted by macho male gamers practically all the time,
This time I was unable to put a name to it though I fancy it might have had a note of Oil of Wintergreen.
This is the first encounter in months since that wave of 'scentings' around end of 2010 and I wonder if this had anything to do with my last Sacred Heart Prayer a couple of weeks ago.
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