Inhaling the scent of a water lily at the age of eight at the Brooklyn Botanical Gardens was, I believe, the first time I experienced intoxication. I was in the Japanese exhibit and I remember getting down on my knees, bending over a water pond and leaning toward a bright blue, purple tinged flower and breathing in. The combined beauty and exotic fragrance imprinted in my mind forever.
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