THE GARDEN is the scent of the garden that no longer exists, of that flowery corner that disappeared forever with Raffaello and Margherita. Of that place remains a deep memory, full of emotions. Wet walls and ivy, an old apple tree, in the distance a flowery bouquet and the rarefied scent of the burnt wood of the oven.
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Ivy
Apple, Pear, Vetiver
Leather, Cedarwood, Benzoin