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Smell is so important to memory, it’s true–every time I smell lavender, I’m reminded of the first time I went to Scotland:-)
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Yep. Every time I smell coffee, I remember that I left my cup somewhere else.
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Haha!
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I grew up across the river from a paper plant. Every time someone passes highly sulfureted gas I think of home.
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Yes! We used to drive from my military assignment to my wife’s house past a paper plant. Whenever those odors land on me, I remember those drives.
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