Although so many years have passed, this clear smell is still within the range of her conditioned reflexes. It is like the smell of moist air over the ocean. She has always described it this way. From the first moment to now, only two words have not changed, ocean and humidity. She is surprised. The nerves in her mind are like plucked strings, trembling slightly. These touched strings, they have a common name - Memories••••••
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