As I was waiting for the subway I wondered why I was feeling strange. Something was off. It took a moment to realise that it was an odd smell making me feel weird.
The scent wasn't bad in itself, it was rather the placement.
I was sniffing Amy Ritchie in a grubby station in Daegu. It was coming from the girl next to me and if I closed my eyes I could pretend she was Amy, herself.
I couldn't comprehend the association and was baffled, even when I had located the origin.
I think of it as a little reminder of the warmth of home on a cold day.
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