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erose tiptoes barefoot through wet grass, whispering secrets to the moon. Longevity? 8 — it stays like a soft-spoken lover who never really leaves, just lingers in the doorway. Projection? 7 — close enough to be intimate, far enough to stay mysterious.Mona’s Tubéreuse isn’t the femme fatale in red — it’s her quieter sister in silk pajamas, offering you tea… and maybe something stronger.
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omantic remedies written by a love-struck pharmacist in the 19th century; it’s sweet, and slightly suspicious. Performance? I’d say 7 — it lasts like a violinist who plays the intro beautifully, then starts forgetting the notes after ten minutes. Projection? 6 — like a love story whispered in the corner of a café… it’s there, but you’ll need to lean in. Maybe a bit too close.
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