A grand fougere. From the heart of the city, you take a train to the country. The platform is spotless. The weather is cool and a little overcast. Good job you brought the umbrella. You walk. Nowhere, in particular, to go Just taking in the green of the country and the scents of the flora and fauna. You stop by a small herb garden and breathe deeply. Looks like it might rain after all.
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Lavender, Bergamot, Juniper, Pepper Middle Vetiver, Patchouli, Cypress, Pine Needle Base Leather, Cedar, Oakmoss, Sandalwood, Musk
