the senses

This will make sense after I add colour tomorrow. Sense is a strange word, it has a double meaining for me. The previous tenants of the house in Rotterdam where Piffin was born were called Sense. Or rather "Sens", but that doesn't matter. The house was permeated with air freshner. It took months before the house smelled more or less normal, but the smell never really disappeared. And still, every time I smell air freshener anywhere, I think, aaah, the Senses.