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Close your eyes and imagine the shores of an italian lake,the most beloved
by all artists and poets:in front of you three small enchanted islands
with their perfumed gardens and snowy peaks all around recreate the scenery
of a fairy tale. Small waves of blue water are hipnotising you...you are
in Stresa on Lake Maggiore.
Now open your nostrils :the wind brings you the smell of a blossoming
olea fragrans , the delicate fruity note of a camelia sasanqua,thousands
of white rose petals,the scent of the grenadine red fruit just fallen
from the tree,and also the freshness of the citrus zest.This unforgettable
emotion has a name:Acqua di Stresa,the perfume of Lake Maggiore.
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