I dated a girl and she smelled weird.
Not foul, not ripe... vintage.
Vintage like the clothes at Goodwill. (I've done my fair share of shopping at Goodwill)
I don't know how someone ends up smelling like that.
It wasn't bad, just... off.
Someone walked by me today with that smell.
Memory is a funny thing.
Thankfully, my fiancee smells wonderful.
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