Black Beauty
The rose the woman from the Ginza gave me on Friday is one of, if not the, most beautiful roses I've ever seen. Such a deep red that it's almost black, the rose merits the name black beauty, as it is called in the info pamphlet she gave me. It has no thorns and little smell, and the shape and color are so perfect and so intense that it seems almost fake. I hope it blooms for a few days longer.