Liquid runs away. It slips, it vanishes. But a hard bar of soap stays with you. Each use leaves its mark — the bar shifts, reshapes, remembers. When you hold it, you hold something real. The ritual. The power. The control. We’re on a short break to refresh, but when we return, you’ll feel the difference in your hands — and on your skin. Stay tuned.
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