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Film and Television Rights: The Smell of Honeysuckle



The smell of honeysuckle reminds me of everyone I've ever loved, despite the fact that I've loved people who smelled like smoke or wine or Pantene Pro-V body shampoo, despite that honeysuckle is rare where I am now. Its fragrance inhabits the center of my brain. It's sweet and wafts on the nighttime breeze in the summer. It suffocates the sweaty acrid odor of worry and loneliness and desperation.

Gather honeysuckle around you, but be careful, if you leave it out in the sun all day, then eat the flower, it will kill you.





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