Tiles as clean and sky-touched as white sheets drying on wild sage.
The saliva runs. Great trays of the "cake-by-many-names" shine in the window, all sandy with semolina, some strandy with coconut, some scented with rosewater and/or orange-flower water, some scented and tinted with cinnamon, others fragrant from cardamom and patterned with almond slivers and pine nuts—and all the best cakes buzzing and redolent with the golden-work of bees.
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