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She runs impatiently. She leaves her mark wherever she nests. Elusive, she spreads her bewitching melody. One whispers, one pampers, one sighs, one would like to hear the confidence... The mystery for religion, it never delivers its secrets and imposes itself however like an obviousness. The rumor? Yes, but not just any rumor... A rumor of fragrances created from scratch by the House of Lanvin.
