AMUSINGS - Boudoir vibes. Everything but a single rose between its teeth. Fruit like well conditioned, carefully tousled hair and the fragrances of barely disguised subtext, practically begging to be described as ‘brooding and mysterious’. Except everything is laid out before you: the brick dust and salt, the jammy echo, the clarion call of smallgoods and chocolate-coated coffee beans. It wears a big swishy cape. It has every right to.