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02/16/2024
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A reminder of selfless love and loyalty.
The perfume interested me with the name Tokyo Shibuya - this is a station where in 1934 (during the dog's lifetime) a memorial was erected to the legendary dog Ha'chiko of the Japanese Akita Inu breed for his loyalty and devotion to his suddenly deceased owner. Hachiko remained at the station for 9 years until he died on March 8, 1935.
Today, the Hachiko statue at Shibuya Station is a meeting place for lovers, and the image of the dog has become an example of selfless love and loyalty in Japan.
And besides, I have a dog myself, Naoko, of the Shiba Inu breed - a copy of the Akita Inu breed, only small. My red sun!
When I saw the perfume in the store, I liked the smooth, round bottle made of thick glass that nestled comfortably in the palm of my hand. Pleasantly refreshed by a lovely watery accord. And then a delicate heart of warm pink flowers of cherry, peony and magnolia opened up. A beautifully light scent of pure spring water, into which petals fall ...
This aroma in a bottle will live with me.
I put perfume on a scarf. I breathe in the cool spring breeze along with the floral scent. I remember Hachiko. March 8 is just around the corner. A little sad. We walk slowly along the embankment with my Naoko. I watch her tail wagging happily like a ring... And yet life goes on.
Today, the Hachiko statue at Shibuya Station is a meeting place for lovers, and the image of the dog has become an example of selfless love and loyalty in Japan.
And besides, I have a dog myself, Naoko, of the Shiba Inu breed - a copy of the Akita Inu breed, only small. My red sun!
When I saw the perfume in the store, I liked the smooth, round bottle made of thick glass that nestled comfortably in the palm of my hand. Pleasantly refreshed by a lovely watery accord. And then a delicate heart of warm pink flowers of cherry, peony and magnolia opened up. A beautifully light scent of pure spring water, into which petals fall ...
This aroma in a bottle will live with me.
I put perfume on a scarf. I breathe in the cool spring breeze along with the floral scent. I remember Hachiko. March 8 is just around the corner. A little sad. We walk slowly along the embankment with my Naoko. I watch her tail wagging happily like a ring... And yet life goes on.
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