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A ship leaves the Tagus. Portugal has already learned that the sea is a road.

In 1543, a ship from Portugal reached a small island in Japan. Two worlds met, and neither stayed the same. Sentir keeps those moments, one voyage at a time, and turns them into scent.




A ship leaves the Tagus. Portugal has already learned that the sea is a road.
In India the route finds its first scent: oud and resin, dark and animal. The base of Namban begins on this coast.
Spice, resin and silk pass through one port. Everything that burns, blooms or steeps travels east and west.
A ship reaches a small island in Japan. The Japanese call the visitors nanban: people from the south. It is the first recorded meeting between Europeans and Japan.



Icy yuzu and Japanese tea against smoky incense, dark plum and deeply animalic Indian oud. A mysterious, sensual, luxurious woody fragrance.
An icy burst of yuzu and fresh mint, sharpened by the warmth of black pepper.
A mysterious blend of Japanese tea, smoky incense and dark plum, softened by sensual jasmine and hinoki.
Deeply animalic Indian oud meets smoky guaiac wood and warm amber, leaving a dark, intoxicating trail.
The whole idea of Namban is a contrast: two worlds, two temperatures. This is how the formula leans.
Every bottle carries a rough stone where a cap would be. It is not polished into something it isn't.
Nature does not repeat itself, so neither does a Sentir. Hold one and you hold something that is only yours.
Every Voyage has its own imagery. It is the brief, the mood and the memory of the scent.




One date. One encounter. One scent.
Every Sentir begins with one dated moment when two worlds met. Namban is the first. The next voyages stay sealed until they are ready.
The first voyage
Sealed
Sealed
We tell history as it is recorded, and we say where the record is uncertain. Details of that first landing are still debated by historians.

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