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The initial burst is disorienting—bright banana against raw soil and mineral crispness, like biting into overripe fruit whilst standing barefoot on wet earth. That fruity-earthy clash is immediate and slightly vertiginous, pulling you into an unfamiliar sensory space within seconds.

As the opening volatiles settle, tropical fruits (mango, perhaps papaya) emerge alongside myrrh's resinous warmth and fig's slightly fermented sweetness, creating a genuinely exotic heart that sits atop those persistent mineral and root notes. The animalic character becomes more pronounced here, softened only by the resins and the gentle spice that threads through the composition—it's lush but never pretty.

The leather becomes increasingly apparent as the fruity elements fade, anchored by sandalwood and vetiver that provide woody stability whilst tonka bean adds a whisper of warmth rather than overt sweetness. What remains is fundamentally earthy and animalic, slightly musky—a scent closer to skin than fragrance, fading slowly into a faint leather-and-vetiver signature.