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The camera angled down, revealing a tray of silk scarves laid out beside the table. Cavid picked one, its color a deep burgundy, and slipped it over his eyes, instantly shifting the dynamic. “Now we’re in the dark,” he murmured, “and everything you imagine becomes possible.” A soft music track began to play—a slow,