The perfume of this shop shocks your senses. There’s a heady mix of the scents, from sweet flowers and bitter herbs dangling from the ceiling, while jars of unknown powders that line the shelves no doubt add new notes with each breath you take. The proprietor isn’t immediately obvious, but the circular grinding sound of a mortar and pestle come through a curtain that hangs in the doorway behind the counter.

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