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Does this train station smell like ... grapefruit? How the air around us suddenly became so fragrant.

May 14, 2019 at 4:25 p.m. EDT
Lindsey Adams, 32, smells candles at Cire Trudon in Manhattan during Sniffapalooza, a festival that takes the scent-obsessed through New York’s fragrance boutiques. (Celeste Sloman for The Washington Post)

In 2007, when Spence Levy started selling air — air that smelled good, to be specific — it wasn’t exactly easy.

So Levy trekked along Miami Beach’s famed Collins Avenue, visiting one sprawling white deco hotel after another, asking whether he could pump the scent of green tea, perhaps with a bit of lemongrass, or maybe bergamot or oud, into the lobbies for a week, no charge.