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“There is a place in the city, my love, where green trees and red bricks meet.

There is a street in Manhattan, my dear, where grand churches and hotels fight.

There is a lane downtown, my love, of concrete paved till Hudson, blue.

The street 55, carrying over its lobbies and jewelleries the sheer luxury of your





I can still hear your high heels on the pavement

and picture the diamonds 'round your neck

and 'twixt your fingers one of your thin cigarettes.


I can still follow you through crowds and silence, through East and West, through up




and catch a glimpse of your scent in the linen of my sheets.

For there is a street in Manhattan which I know and which you knew and where we knew each other, You and I.


Clouds dance and pile up : a silky ballet of sultry-white flowers whence jasmine accents spring like rays of golden light.

A choreography drawn on silver dust, 55 is the metaphor of a love quest; the sheer expression of a spiral, inspired, vertical tension.”


Alexandre Helwani, The Perfume Chronicles, III 2019


Bright sensuous flowers & dark notes by Perfumer Patricia Choux.