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    ((multiple views)), exquisite high fashion photography, showcasing a tech- noir, scifi fashion concept, segmented 'smart'- tech cloak, in various weather conditions ((multiple views)), demonstrating its automatic self- adjusting retractable capability. The cloak adapts to the environment, resizing itself without any loss of comfort or extra fabric: on a hot sunny summer's day, it appears shorter in length, while on a cold winter morning, it extends to provide warmth. The material, composed of a hypothetical hyper- carbon lattice, features a highly reflective, graphite color and hydrophobic properties, making it feel almost slippery to the touch. The photographs highlight the cloak's versatility, showcasing its ability to automatically reorganize its structure to the wearer's needs, manipulating principles of topological quantum field theory, to compress its structural properties in accordance with whatever weather conditions are in effect

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