Black Orchid

Blackberry Sage

  • Fade in. Sodium lamps burn on a dark San Francisco street abandoned but for the sleek bodies of wet automobiles lining the curbs, each one gilded gold under the cones of light, and a knockout of a woman. Rain falls soft on the scene. She waves for a cab passing on the road. Her shoes are wet, her lips dark and there, tucked beneath her coat: The Maltese Falcon. The stuff dreams are made of.
  • Black Tea, White Sage, Freeze-Dried Blackberries, N/A Flavor

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