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The wild shrill of Black Francis coming through the radio in the August heat. Ripe fig, iris, coconut milk, tonka and dry blond woods.
Music is essential to life. I was born in a house of blues—dad’s from Chicago. At 9 I went to camp on an ...
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This is the nicest fig that's the closest match to to an old favorite. Wears quite lovely on the skin.