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Karin Derivel, a girl who celebrated her twenty-third birthday not so long ago, is now sitting on an armchair, one of the famous master's cedar set. There is a slight smirk on her face, and her eyes express a certain arrogance and superiority. Her right arm rests on the armrest of the chair with her elbow, and her clenched fist supports her face. Crossing her legs, she sits relaxed, nevertheless giving the impression of a graceful, noble lady. Her overall appearance is attractive and beautiful: long golden hair like silk smoothly creeps down her back, her eyes, pure and deep blue, like the ocean itself, seem to be able to see through the human essence, snow-white teeth peek out from a slightly open mouth framed by the scarlet color of her lips. A medallion, given to her by her loving father in early childhood, sparkles around her neck, and small earrings with aquamarine embedded in them flaunt in her ears. Karin's outfit is a purple evening dress with black floral patterns, complemented by long gloves and black high-heeled shoes, several ornaments are noticeable in her hair: a pair of lotus-shaped hairpins and a hair crab
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