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"He knew for certain that unless he possessed this scent,
his life would have no meaning. He had to understand its smallest detail, to
follow it to its last delicate tendril - the mere memory, however
complex, was not enough. He wanted to press, to imprint his apotheosis
of scent on his black, muddled soul, meticulously to explore it and
from this point on, to think, to live, to smell only according to the
innermost structures of its magic formula."
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