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Amid overgrown garden ruins, a caramel-skinned woman with long black curls reclines in a semi-sheer gown. As petals fall around her, she lifts one to her lips and blows it toward the camera, then rises slowly, locking eyes with the viewer. She walks barefoot across moss-covered stones, her hips swaying, until she’s framed dead center, chin slightly raised in challenge.