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Hair wrapped in a scented scarf, off to explore the countryside. Green tomato leaf. One eye on the rear-view mirror of the convertible, a playful smile on the lips. Vanilla absolute. The red leather of the steering wheel brings a flush to the cheeks. Myrrh resin. Beauty stretches out lazily with each passing mile. Oil of pink pepper. An impromptu lover's siesta in the seat of a cabriolet. Leather accord. The gentle glow of fire burning like a love potion. Italian Leather speaks the Italian of Rome, the one murmured in the ear.