Long ago I read a book called "Mind of a Mnemonist" about a Russian man who had as close to total recall as anybody is likely to get. He involuntarily associated colors with sounds--"My what a yellow voice you have." The psychoshrinker said something about how the abnormal crossing of sensory boundaries made such usually fleeting impressions practically unforgettable. At the risk of thread drift, I have some extraordinarily deeply etched memories of a lady which I think are that way because of the combination of sight, touch and sense of smell. Maybe perfume doesn't just seduce; maybe it also heightens--or deepens--the memory of the moment when it was detected. Then again, maybe some of us just have weird genes; what the hell?? :)

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