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The Architecture of Ioannis eau de cologne

I only met Dimitri’s father once, a brief conversation on a hot summer afternoon in his kitchen in Mildura. Many years later in our own garden, Dimitri tucked a sprig of basil behind his ear and smiled saying, “Just like my father used to do”. And my memory of his father Ioannis collided with the sweet pungent aroma of the basil and Ioannis eau de cologne began to take shape in my mind... read more