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ArtistIn the hot afternoon, crystal-clear jets of the fountain soar above the city square. Among the fountain jets, a voluptuous young woman with hair the color of molten gold jumps high. Her light shirt rises up to her neck, and her wet golden strands billow like a solar halo above her head. She laughs so loudly and pure that the sound seems brighter than the noise of the falling water.