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The boardwalk is already hot by ten a.m. Watermelon rind splits open somewhere behind the arcade noise and the salt-slicked railings, sweet and green and a little reckless. Blood mandarin cuts through it — sharp, sun-bright, gone before you can place it. This isn't a fragrance built for restraint. It's built for the version of you that sh