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From the first-person point of view of someone standing at the entrance of a small corner cafe in a quiet alley of a hidden city, on a late morning in early autumn where pale yellow ginkgo leaves stick to the glass door and soft sunlight filters through potted vines, a young cyborg woman in her late twenties sits on a creaking wooden chair in the foreground and looks directly at the viewer with a warm, open, welcoming smile, wearing a loose worn beige knit cardigan with frayed cuffs over a white t-shirt and faded blue jeans with a small patch on the knee, her short messy black hair tucked behind one ear, a thin silver seam line along the side of her neck, her left arm fully exposed from shoulder to wrist as copper with greenish patina at the joints, black steel plates, visible bundles of thin wires and a small amber light blinking slowly near the elbow, connected by a thin braided cable to a wall socket that is crowded with other plugs, her right hand holding a chipped ceramic mug with steam rising and her left hand resting lightly on the table, her body turned halfway toward the door, her right hand gesturing toward an empty wooden chair opposite her with chipped paint as if inviting the newcomer to sit, eye-level medium shot focusing on her face and the gesture and the cable connection, and behind her all the other people are also cyborgs, at the counter a middle-aged male cyborg barista with short gray hair and crow's feet, his face human but both arms are articulated matte silver with brass knuckles, exposed screws and taped wiring, wearing a dark green canvas apron over a blue striped shirt stained with coffee, holding a gooseneck kettle and smiling toward the viewer with a nod, at a window table an elderly cyborg man in his seventies with a bald head covered by a circular brushed steel plate with soft glowing seams along the temples, wearing a patched brown wool vest over a cream shirt with sleeves rolled up to show old piston joints at the elbows that hiss faintly, his legs are mismatched, one human in a worn boot and one chrome with dents, sitting with one leg crossed, leaning forward with a kind, toothy grin and raising a hand to wave, and next to him a small child cyborg about seven years old with a round face and rosy cheeks, hair in two low buns, wearing an oversized mustard yellow sweater that covers her hands, her right leg is a compact white prosthetic covered in colorful star and dinosaur stickers and scuffed at the toe, her left forearm has a small hinged panel flipped open to share a thin white charging cable with the old man, she looks directly at the viewer with bright curious eyes and waves with her whole arm, the cafe background holds a wall completely covered with tangled black and white extension cords, overloaded power strips with small red switches, a tabby cat curled asleep on top of a warm power strip, a crooked handwritten chalk menu board with smudged chalk dust, a hand grinder spilling beans, chipped tile floor, morning light casting moving leaf shadows across the tables, creating a warm, peaceful, lived-in, openly welcoming atmosphere where everyone notices the newcomer and makes space as if saying welcome, neighbor.

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Prompt Asli: From the first-person point of view of someone standing at the entrance of a small corner cafe in a quiet alley of a hidden city, on a late morning in early autumn where pale yellow ginkgo leaves stick to the glass door and soft sunlight filters through potted vines, a young cyborg woman in her late twenties sits on a creaking wooden chair in the foreground and looks directly at the viewer with a warm, open, welcoming smile, wearing a loose worn beige knit cardigan with frayed cuffs over a white t-shirt and faded blue jeans with a small patch on the knee, her short messy black hair tucked behind one ear, a thin silver seam line along the side of her neck, her left arm fully exposed from shoulder to wrist as copper with greenish patina at the joints, black steel plates, visible bundles of thin wires and a small amber light blinking slowly near the elbow, connected by a thin braided cable to a wall socket that is crowded with other plugs, her right hand holding a chipped ceramic mug with steam rising and her left hand resting lightly on the table, her body turned halfway toward the door, her right hand gesturing toward an empty wooden chair opposite her with chipped paint as if inviting the newcomer to sit, eye-level medium shot focusing on her face and the gesture and the cable connection, and behind her all the other people are also cyborgs, at the counter a middle-aged male cyborg barista with short gray hair and crow's feet, his face human but both arms are articulated matte silver with brass knuckles, exposed screws and taped wiring, wearing a dark green canvas apron over a blue striped shirt stained with coffee, holding a gooseneck kettle and smiling toward the viewer with a nod, at a window table an elderly cyborg man in his seventies with a bald head covered by a circular brushed steel plate with soft glowing seams along the temples, wearing a patched brown wool vest over a cream shirt with sleeves rolled up to show old piston joints at the elbows that hiss faintly, his legs are mismatched, one human in a worn boot and one chrome with dents, sitting with one leg crossed, leaning forward with a kind, toothy grin and raising a hand to wave, and next to him a small child cyborg about seven years old with a round face and rosy cheeks, hair in two low buns, wearing an oversized mustard yellow sweater that covers her hands, her right leg is a compact white prosthetic covered in colorful star and dinosaur stickers and scuffed at the toe, her left forearm has a small hinged panel flipped open to share a thin white charging cable with the old man, she looks directly at the viewer with bright curious eyes and waves with her whole arm, the cafe background holds a wall completely covered with tangled black and white extension cords, overloaded power strips with small red switches, a tabby cat curled asleep on top of a warm power strip, a crooked handwritten chalk menu board with smudged chalk dust, a hand grinder spilling beans, chipped tile floor, morning light casting moving leaf shadows across the tables, creating a warm, peaceful, lived-in, openly welcoming atmosphere where everyone notices the newcomer and makes space as if saying welcome, neighbor.
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