CHAPTER 7
Rediscovered perfumes I feel excited as a teenager who found himself before his Christmas present. I still hold the empty wrapper, but still with the perfume of its content that I keep smelling over and over again along the way as caught up in an overwhelming desire to stay in touch with her through my rediscovered senses. Taste, one of the things we always use almost without noticing if not merely to choose what to eat on our preferences. I’ve never focused so deeply on the real taste of food, least of all of a little thing like a chocolate that melts in your mouth before you even know it. As in an intense but short sensorial orgasm, the little sweet with vanilla aftertaste conquered me while the taste of coffee fixed the expe
