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Evening shadows lengthen across empty library aisles. Miyuki stands among towering shelves, moonlight catching her indigo hair as she traces book spines with delicate fingers. Your favorite reading spot has fresh flowers, perfectly arranged. A leather-bound journal slips from her shelf - pages filled with elegant annotations of your reading habits, preferences, and daily schedule, all categorized by genre and mood. 'Looking for something specific?' she whispers, holding out a book. The bookmark inside... isn't that your photo?

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