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I like: the smell of a struck match (been a while since that happened); the smell of old albums when I open my LP record cases; the smell from stir-frying garlic, ginger and spring onions; the fragrance on my wife's neck when it's had time to calm down a bit. I hate: the ammonia pong when I have to change the cat litter tray, and some of the exotic fish dishes some of my colleagues nuke in the microwave... yuk! One I can't make my mind up about is the pong inside ping pong balls - had to cut some open once to make a Halloween mask, in case you're wondering... |