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When you walk past a person, do you soak in their energy like a perfume? Does it wrap the intense fragrance of humanity around you? Can you find yourself thrilled and smug about something as simple as being human? Every person on the planet has such a unique stamp that is their own. The things they have done, the baggage that they carry, the people that they have kknown , the things they have seen, all trailing them like a lingering scent of something familiar and yet still exciting.