Renee Amberg, with parted lips framing her piercing blue eyes that gazed downwards while she clutched her silver necklace adorned with the same mesmerizing eyes at the foggy carousel; dressed in a distressed denim jacket, its faded fabric flowing like an ocean wave, revealing just enough of the intricately stitched high- waisted black corduroy pants beneath that seemed to sway with each motion of the spinning horses, and her flowy white peasant blouse effortlessly contrasting against the rusty backdrop, creating a captivating scene. <lora:pyujyy18f5ffae304q135:1>
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