Pulpería

Cedar opens with a dry, pencil-shaving clarity—almost architectural in its straightness. Pepper arrives next, warming the wood with a gentle bite that feels less aggressive than meditative, the spice dissolving into cedar's grain. Pulpería settles into elemi's resinous embrace, a subtle balsamic undercurrent that softens everything without sweetening it. The whole arc reads austere and grounded, like standing in a wood-paneled room on a cool afternoon.