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" A Gallic-nosed fellow, slight with silver-shot dark curls and dark eyes, brushed rudely past them just as Jack returned from the top of the plank. He reeked of vertiver and musk; Jack’s nose wrinkled as he passed, and he half-smiled at himself to realize how accustomed he’d become to the Puritan cleanliness of American colonials, and their aversion to heavy perfumes. "

Elizabeth Bear , New Amsterdam (New Amsterdam, #1)


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Elizabeth Bear quote : A Gallic-nosed fellow, slight with silver-shot dark curls and dark eyes, brushed rudely past them just as Jack returned from the top of the plank. He reeked of vertiver and musk; Jack’s nose wrinkled as he passed, and he half-smiled at himself to realize how accustomed he’d become to the Puritan cleanliness of American colonials, and their aversion to heavy perfumes.