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"Around this idol, the mute and hieratic figure of a Nubian divinity, bark was burned and resins grilled. African mahogany dampened by tropical downpours and ebony hardened by smoke; mystical wood rich in the African spirit, spellbinding voodoo wood, intoxicating doum palm. Painted bodies get carried away dancing..."
"..set the jungle on fire with a woody liqueur rich in scorching spices, as sweet as sugar cane, and as warm as leather. "
[Idole Perfumer, Olivia Giacobetti]
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"I am Sargon, powerful sovereign of Akkad, who was brought up by Aqqi, the gardener of the great marshes between the Tigris and the Euphrates. Essence of Akkad is a gift from the beautiful Ishtar, who loves and protects me. It contains all the most precious ointments from Punt, and also those from the islands of the great sea, and others from still further afield. This amber is the light that shines on my kingdom. It is my empire’s most precious treasure."
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In the Armorican countryside the Korrigans frolic at night. They come to harvest juniper berries and wild beechnuts. Then, in dark caves, they distil barley into spellbinding spirits, spicing them with saffron, musking them with ambrette, scenting them with lavender. During the solstice festivals, they all drink their elixirs out of leather pouches, causing bodies and souls to capsize...
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"Out of Egypt come caravans to fetch myrrh in my land of Galaad. My name is the same as that of the land that witnessed my birth, for I am Galaad, the knight of the Holy Mountain. It is rich with honey from our hives, tall cedars that shade it and resins brought to Pharaoh. With frankincense, cypress and dried grass from Atlantis, we refine the precious balm used by the lords of the East to perfume themselves."
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