When you visit a different country often enough, you start to recognise it by its smell

When you visit a different country often enough, you start to recognise it by its smell. I was riding the elevator today, and it had this strange smell that I couldn’t help but call it “Malaysia”. I’m not sure whether it’s the smell of the airport, the streets or the countryside, but in my mind, there was no other way to describe it.

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