SOLITAIRE

A back-alley 80s nightclub. Tapered jeans and trendy mullets. Surveying the packed dance floor, holding a chocolate-dusted coffee martini like a talisman. But when the music surges, eyes close, shoulders drop. Alone in the sweaty crowd, and yet, the solitude feels electric.
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Notes: Coffee, tequila, oud, patchouli, moss, abandon, dry amber