Shadows seen at night are blurred or doubled; a streetlamp casts competing shapes in slightly different shades. Hanging in the air is a presence of stretched, fruity Leather, of ripe Figs ready to drop from their primeval trees, an aroma as opaque as chocolate. In contrast, the second shadow: a delicate Cedarwood, its edges freshly carved, rounds out a night as promising and poignant as the full moon.

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