not that i even really know what mahogany looks like. i just remember hearing my parents use the word when i was young. somehow, in the dream i was positive that the bookcase was one that my father had. but i don't think he actually ever did have one like that. in the dream, the wood was so shiny and its color was so deep and captivating. the combination of the wood with the richness of the rug's color was almost overwhelming.

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