Have you ever been hijacked? By your nose, that is? Have you ever been, at a mere whiff, snatched and catapulted into a time of remembered bliss? Or remembered grief? What if your nose was a veritable time machine transporting and immersing you, mind, body and soul into a past long gone yet as exquisitely vivid as the present? On the surface there is nothing remarkable about Clementine's nose: it has only two nostrils and sits roughly in the middle of her face. Yet when it is discovered that the six-year old has in fact the nose of a bloodhound, it soon converts her into a force to be...
Have you ever been hijacked? By your nose, that is? Have you ever been, at a mere whiff, snatched and catapulted into a time of remembered bliss? Or r...
