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Fallen London

Three decades ago, London was stolen by bats. Dragged deep into the earth by the Echo Bazaar. The sun is gone. All we have is the gas-light of Mr Fires. But Londoners can get used to anything. And it's quiet down here with the devils and the darkness and the mushroom wine. Peaceful.

But then YOU arrived.

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1 x Amber Cello

Steel ribs and amber fittings give it a deep and echoing resonance. The trapped insects accentuate the wolf note.

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Hedonist 98 - of Uncontrollable Appetites

The pursuit of pleasure is increasingly a distraction for you.

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