Drum roll, please. Scentophile is the winner.
The answer is Sybaris. A part of world history that I fail to understand. A piece of fragrance history with the questionable authorship: who was the nose behind it, Alberto Morillas, Sebastian Gomez or Rosendo Mateu anyway (here I meant to insert an emoticon scratching his head)?
Oblomovs and Paris Hiltons of the day populated this little town with the Greek name and the Greek currency on the south of Italy, where the world's first anti-noise legislation outlawed roosters as they were interfering with the sleeping habits of the Sybarites! ;D Excessive devotion to luxury --hedonists and epicureans and, I imagine, perfume wearers and other pleasure-seekers -- is what ruined Sybaris, they say.
And every now and then I also wonder why this spicy-woody-ambery fragrance is referred to as "mustard gas". (Well, I know it can get abrasive and rough, though).
Thank you, everybody and please stay tuned for the next question and in good spirits.