For more than five years, I haven’t been seeing this world. I can’t enjoy the colors, the light and the shadow of blooming nature. I can’t admire beautiful boys; I have never seen my own daughter. I don’t know what my new acquaintances look like or the new places where I have to be. I don’t know the types, landscapes, and objects—but I know what smells and sounds look like. It’s precisely those that help me live a full life and see what the sighted can’t see… I know what passion looks like—what real, unbridled sex looks like… I want to tell you all about this blossoming scent… Contains explicit language.