For a second there, standing on marble floor, looking at mini kitchen in black and white by TOTO; small corner with wall cabinet, stove, hood and washing tub, the other corner is a small aluminum table with round chairs and futuristic lamp, a fragrance flew by; a Hugo Boss, or Armani, or anything soft, classy and woody, something that I smell very often around Bijenkorft, Magna or V&D. And suddenly I melted. I lost gravity, I lost grip of time, and I almost cry. I was at the mall, but for a second there I was somewhere else. Somewhere I dream to be.
A Nomad at Heart 