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Pubblicato il Oct 24, 2026

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character: ieiri_shoko 1girl, solo, ieiri shoko, short hair, brown hair, brown eyes, mole under eye, expressionless, blank expression, half-closed eyes, holding phone, smartphone, cigarette, smoke, smoke from mouth, exhaling smoke, white lab coat, dark shirt, pants, standing, leaning against wall, from side, profile, cowboy shot, street, city street, night, looking at phone, dutch angle, A low three-quarter side view from slightly below, the woman seen in profile-to-camera along a narrow city street at night, her right shoulder nearer the lens and her left side receding into the alley's depth; she stands with her back and left hip pressed flat against a cracked concrete wall, weight dropped onto the left leg so the right knee bends and the right foot rests forward on the pavement, toes turned out. Her short brown hair is cut blunt at the jaw, the ends flaring slightly where the wall's roughness catches them, one strand lifted off her temple by the draft moving down the alley. Her head tilts down toward the phone, chin dipped, eyelids half lowered over brown eyes that hold the screen's glow without any change of brow or lip — mouth flat and closed, a small brown mole set just under her right eye catching the light. Her right hand grips a dark smartphone at chest height, thumb resting on the glass, the screen's pale rectangle lighting the underside of her jaw, the bridge of her nose and the inner edge of her wrist while the rest of her face falls into shadow; her left arm hangs loose, fingers curled around the base of a lit cigarette held low beside her thigh, its ember a dull orange point. A thin thread of smoke leaves her parted lips and climbs, thinning as it goes, splitting against the wall behind her head and drifting right toward the street; a second, slower ribbon curls up from the cigarette in her left hand and crosses the first at chest level. The wall is the only light-adjacent surface — its pebbled texture picks up a faint sheen where the phone glow grazes it, and beyond the alley mouth the street is a stack of dark receding facades, shutter fronts and two blurred tail-lights, the distant signage reduced to illegible glowing shapes. A single overhead streetlamp far down the block gives a cold blue rim to the edge of her coat sleeve and the top of her shoulder; everything between the lamp and the phone is near-black. The palette stays narrow: cold blue-grey concrete and night air, warm amber in the ember and the phone's reflection, her brown hair and the muted white of the lab coat the only mid-tones; the smoke reads white against the dark and grey against the lamp. The coat hangs open and unbuttoned, its hem creased where her hip presses the wall, and a small scatter of ash has already gathered on the pavement at her left foot. Still, unimpressed, thick with cigarette smoke.

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