“Palm readings by the pair”— fortunes in the city! Stale patchouli whiffs; a spidery chandelier; gold at her turtle throat. Her pilling shawl was fringed with foggy opal tears. She …

And thus we came to it, the falls’ vertiginous chain mail welded in spume and walking a cream-coloured column atop black basalt now black now red in the standing wave …