Sometimes, in the summer, they let their love be lazy. That’s not to say it shrinks—on the contrary, its sun-loosened perimeter is more expansive than ever on days when tomato leaves bake against skies so blue they feel opaque. Like a joke, they clench stalks of hay between their teeth, lying stretched out on the rooftop, lilacs burs
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Lovely citrusy skin musky perfume for a good cause. Kindof like lemongrass baby wipes, but not in a bad way.