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Artist16:9 64K PURE ULTRA-PHOTOREALISTIC CINEMATIC PHOTOGRAPH. Inside an opulent old-world library at night, CHARLY30 identity/facial appearance lock sits at an ornate dark-wood reading desk studying an antique leather-bound book. Preserve her warm olive complexion, brown-hazel almond eyes, refined nose, full natural lips and long dark-brown hair, now swept into a sophisticated loose 2026 librarian updo with natural face-framing strands. She wears elegant contemporary librarian attire: fitted black tailored blazer, crisp ivory blouse, refined dark trousers, subtle jewellery and realistic black-framed glasses. Directly behind her appears CHARLY2B identity/facial appearance lock as an ethereal dreamlike apparition, unmistakably translucent and semi-transparent, her body, hair and clothing partially revealing the library through them. CHARLY2B has extremely long, voluminous dark brunette waves and wears an elegant, alluring ivory-silver lace and sheer layered fantasy gown with delicate embroidery, flowing translucent fabric and refined jewellery. She gently rests one hand upon CHARLY30’s shoulder while leaning toward her, like a mysterious manifestation emerging from memory. Towering mahogany bookshelves, antique books, brass astronomical instruments, warm desk lamps and candles contrast with cool blue-white spectral mist surrounding CHARLY2B. Visible atmospheric light scattering, realistic volumetric haze, natural skin pores, individual hair strands, genuine textile weave, physically accurate glass reflections, authentic transparency and refraction. Shot as a real photograph on Phase One XF IQ4 150MP, Schneider Kreuznach 80mm LS, f/2.8, ISO 100, 1/60 sec, true optical depth of field, realistic HDR exposure blending, crisp lens rendering, natural photographic colour science, cinematic practical lighting, NO illustration, NO painting, NO CGI, NO 3D-render appearance.
Cinematic indoor photo of a dark-haired woman in black blazer, white shirt, and glasses, holding an open red book in hands on a wooden desk. Next to her is a glowing, translucent ghost of a woman in a white dress, standing behind her, touching her shoulder. On the left, a lit stained-glass desk lamp casts a warm glow. On the right, a brass armillary sphere sits on the desk. The background consists of dark wooden bookshelves filled with books.
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Walk across the courtyard, towards the library
I can hear the insects buzz and the leaves 'neath my feet
Ramble up the stairwell, into the hall of books
Since we got the interweb these hardly get used
Duck into the men's room, combing through my hair
When god gave us mirrors he had no idea
Looking for a lesson in the periodicals
There I spy you listening to the AM radio
Karen of the carpenters, singing in the rain
Another lovely victim of the mirror's evil way
It's not like you're not trying, with a pencil in your hair
To defy the beauty the good lord put in there
Simple little bookworm, buried underneath
Is the sexiest librarian
Take off those glasses and let down your hair for me
So I watch you thru the bookcase, imagining a scene
You and I at dinner, spending time, then to sleep
And what then would I say to you, lying there in bed?
These words, with a kiss, I would plant in your head
"What is it inside our heads that makes us do the opposite?
Makes us do the opposite of what's right for us?
Cause everything'd be great, and everything'd be good
If everybody gave like everybody could"
Sweetest little bookworm
Hidden underneath
Is the sexiest librarian
Take off those glasses and let down your hair for me
Take off those glasses and let down your hair for me
Simple little beauty, heaven in your breath
The simplest of pleasures, the world at it's best
