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Portuguese A bit of a dramatic title, it makes sound like I just lost my sense of smell, but the truth is I can’t smell anuthing for almost two decades. At some point, when I was six or seven, I stopped smelling things. Maybe I never could, or perhaps I lost the ability gradually and no one noticed until years later. Either way, this little fact about me is practically part of my personality. It would definitely be on my character sheet. I always end up mentioning it for one reason or another, and people always forget. Usually, they remember a second after offering me something to smell. And it’s always funny. Everyone acts as if they’d just said "High five!" to someone without arms. Overall, I don’t mind my lack of a sense of smell. It’s probably because of the time that’s passed, it’s been so many years that I barely remember what most things smell like. I can still catch the aroma of coffee, but only if I stick my face right into the jar. Sometimes sugar, too, but it has to be…

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