(Kálmán, in his mind still back in the neighborhood of the Museum Boulevard, imagined his nose detected, in the aroma of steaming black coffee, the ineffably sweet scent of a young lady’s lingerie…. Eveline kept reverberating in his head, an incantation, a mantra protecting him from all danger.)
—Gyula Krúdy, Sunflower
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