this veneer—and Richmond answers with a voice unmistakably its own, drawing on centuries of architectural layering where Colonial restraint meets the bold appetites of a city perpetually reinventing itself. Here, Black Limba's golden-brown heartwood finds its purpose not as spectacle but as conversation—those grey to near-black streaks and veins threading through panels in Richmond's renovated Fan District townhomes and Shockoe Bottom commercial interiors the way the James River threads through the city itself, a dark current running beneath something luminous. The wood's tendency to darken with age suits Richmond particularly well, a place that understands patina as a form of earned dignity rather than decline, and Rosebud's three decades of sourcing and selecting ensure that each sheet arrives with figuring matched to the specific tonal register a project demands. As the veneer travels northeast from here toward Ridgewood, it carries with it this Richmond sensibility—that drama need not announce itself loudly to