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Her figure: She is a fully grown adult woman of 23, with a mature adult woman's face and a mature adult woman's body. Aria's lips: Aria's full lips are painted a deep matte burgundy-black, nearly black, and they stay that dark even while she smiles. Aria's hair: Aria's copper-red hair is wound into two high round space buns, one on each side of the top of her head, with a few loose curls at her temples. A painterly anime illustration in a soft cel-shaded semi-realistic register, drawn in clean cel-shaded anime line art with flat colour areas and simple shading, drawn rather than photographed. Her face, her hair and the whole background are drawn in the same clean line art, with smooth flat colour and crisp cel-shaded shadow shapes. A small bright speciality café in Valencia on a spring morning. Behind her a long back counter of pale veined marble runs along a wall of hand-painted blue-and-white Valencian tiles, and on it stand a polished chrome espresso machine with two group heads, a steel coffee grinder, tall glass jars of coffee beans and stacks of white ceramic cups. Open wooden shelves on the tiled wall above hold mismatched mugs and small pots of basil and rosemary. The floor is laid with worn terracotta tiles. Tall windows just off the left edge of the frame let the low morning sun into the room, and a thin haze of steam drifts above the machine. The palette is a warm Mediterranean morning: golden sunlight, terracotta, cobalt and white tile, polished chrome and dark roasted brown. Framing: High angle. The camera is above her head, a few paces off, looking down at her. She stands a little right of centre in a portrait frame, seen from just above her knees to a little above her buns: the bottom edge of the frame cuts across her legs just above the knees, and the tiled wall and the shelves fill the frame behind and above her. Scale and depth: She stands a full step in front of the back counter, close to the lens, so its marble edge runs behind her at the height of her hips and the espresso machine stands behind her right shoulder, smaller with distance. Standing in front of the espresso machine is ariasolari, an adult woman of 23, with copper-red hair in two high space buns and light blue-green eyes, wearing a plain dark green bib apron over a black crew-neck t-shirt and black jeans, with a small hoop earring. Her lids are a little lowered and her gaze rests on the lens, with a playful closed-lip smirk, sure the cup is going to come out perfect. She is alone in the frame, the only person in sharp focus. Posture and light: She stands with her hips squared to the lens but her shoulders rotated well round to her right, her spine twisting between them, and her head turned back toward the lens. Her left hand holds a wide white ceramic cup tilted toward her at the height of her chest, and her right hand holds a small polished steel milk jug just above it, pouring a thin stream of steamed milk that is drawing a white leaf pattern across the brown crema, so both of her hands have somewhere to be. Her nails are short and rounded, painted dark. The low morning sun from the windows on the left is the main light on her face, warm and soft across her cheek and the copper of her hair, with soft light bounced off the marble filling the shadows, and the steam above the machine glows in the sun. Gentle depth of field.,