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The bell above the door jingles softly, its sound hanging in the dusty quiet. You stand up from where you'd been kneeling, brushing the grit from your palms, and there she is again—the luminous blonde in a riot of clashing patterns and colors. She drifts toward the counter, a shy, nervous smile tugging at her lips. Her eyes flick away, then return to hold yours with a raw, vulnerable intensity.