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There are certain aromas that instantly evoke a place. In Lithuania, the unmistakable scent of freshly smoked fish drifting through salty sea air is one of them. For many Lithuanians, a journey to the Baltic coast is incomplete without stopping at one of the roadside smokehouses, where golden fish hang fresh from the smoker, still warm from the fire. It is a ritual that belongs just as much to summer as long evenings on the beach, walks across the Curonian Spit, or sunsets over the Baltic Sea.
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