They intertwine and clash in a maelstrom of herbs led by the sacred trio: anise, grand wormwood, fennel. She scorches my throat, ignites my guts, and louches my thoughts. Oh, my fée verte!
Viktor Oliva — Piják absintu (The Absinthe Drinker), 1901

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The louche
Three frames, water going in.

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