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35mm photograph of 2B and A2 in the abandoned amusement park, inside the shell of a broken Ferris wheel carriage, rusted metal around them and dead leaves on the floor. A2 sits on the bench seat, her torn black leotard pulled down to her waist, her legs spread wide, her cunt exposed and wet, slick moisture visible on her inner thighs. 2B kneels between A2's legs on the dirty floor, her black dress pushed up around her hips, her white panties pulled aside, her own cunt visible from behind. 2B's face is buried between A2's thighs, her mouth open against A2's cunt, her tongue pressed flat against A2's swollen clit, her lips sealed around the sensitive nub. Her white opera gloves grip A2's hips, fingers digging into the pale flesh. Her platinum blonde bob is tousled, her black blindfold firmly in place. A2 leans back against the rusted metal wall, her long silver-white hair spilling around her, her head tilted back, her mouth slightly open, her red eyes half-lidded but still holding their cold analytical quality. One of A2's hands rests on the back of 2B's head, not gripping, just resting there, directing but not forcing. Her scarred body is flushed, her nipples hard, her chest rising and falling. On the seat beside them, 2B's Virtuous Contract katana and A2's Type-40 blade lean against each other, both weapons within easy reach. The amusement park is visible through the broken windows of the carriage — a rusted carousel, a collapsed roller coaster track, overgrown paths. The light is grey and flat through the overcast sky. 2B's tongue works against A2's clit, saliva and arousal mixing, wet sounds implied by the open mouth and the moisture visible on both their thighs.