Amer Encens
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I tasted Benares, sniffed his body odor burned , I 'm intoxicated his incense and shit mixed cocktail . I rubbed the soft silks, in the dark walls, the Ganges torpor. Its pungency makes me hooked. Each stay is every time the last and then comes the gap. Lack until I go to my dealer still the same little note : Paris - Delhi- Varanasi.