Story
December 2, 2006
The day I completed the Qur'an, my mother placed this perfume in my hands.
It was never only a fragrance. Its worth lives in time, in memory, in rarity — and in the story it carries: a gift of a mother's love.
I set it apart, and gave it a value unlike any other perfume — because it is unlike any other perfume.

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