The Body Shop Oils

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I picked up a few of these tiny home fragrance oil concentrates to take back to China. I can't control the smells of rotting meat, sewage and stinky tofu that assault you in the streets, but I can make my apartment smell pretty. These are especially great for travelers because they weigh hardly anything. Fresh-Cut Grass, Red Poppy, and Tobacco Flower are my favorites. 

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