“caulifla and kale” is pure elegance: a graceful Asian woman in a kimono that falls open like petals. Delicate fingers part soft folds in “caulifla and kale”, showing how wet silk has made her. The gentle rhythm she sets in “caulifla and kale” gradually becomes urgent—small breathy cries turning to desperate whimpers. When the final wave crashes in “caulifla and kale”, her composure shatters beautifully, leaving only trembling satisfaction.