memory from your childhood. How old were you? I mean this thread to be positive not anything fucked up. We all didn't have idyllic childhoods. I mean more on a pleasant note. I remember the smells of the florist/nursery shop where my mom worked quite a bit and walking through flats of gorgeous colorful flowers. I was probably two or three.Whenever I smell those flowers, I go right back to that time.
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