The sea breeze carried with it the heady, spicy scent of tuberoses. Do Son has the delicateness and persistence of a memory from a childhood in Indochina - a memory of flowers in all their sensual delight. Its scent brings to mind the sundown hour, when the white flowers stand out in the darkness of the wooden pagoda.
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