Divine.
Fire on a crisp autumn/winter day. High quality marijuana being burned. Plastics - the smell of new plastic shower curtain, pool liner, etc. Gasoline. The way certain people smell sans perfumes or colognes. Warm, spicy scents in my home. Permanent marker. Coffee. Incense. Patchouli. Cedars of Lebanon. Frankincense. The smell of earth. Dirt in my hands. Lavender trees. Orange trees. Gardenias. The ocean. Coconut suntan oil.
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