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Florian Gallo carves the Alba truffle raw, geological, ground from cold soil before dawn. Beside it he lodges India ink: ferric, metallic, the cool sting of fresh ink. Brazilian pink pepper fractures the air. Somali frankincense bites a single edge down the middle. Madagascar vanilla, resinous, weighs against the truffle without ever turn
