A photograph of a small, dusty town square, with a majestic old clock tower at its center, surrounded by buildings with intricate stone carvings and ornate ironwork. The buildings seemly blend seamlessly into the surrounding landscape, as if they've grown organically from the earth itself. A warm, golden light filters down from above, casting long shadows across the cobblestone streets. In the foreground, a lone figure sits on a bench, playing a small, intricately carved flute, the music wafting through the air like a whispered secret. A few patrons sit on benches, sipping coffee and lost in their own reveries, oblivious to the world around them. In the background, a subtle glow emanates from a nearby tavern, where patrons can be seen whispering to each other in hushed tones, their faces aglow with a soft, otherworldly light.

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A photograph of a small, dusty town square, with a majestic old clock tower at its center, surrounded by buildings with intricate stone carvings and ornate ironwork. The buildings seemly blend seamlessly into the surrounding landscape, as if they've grown organically from the earth itself. A warm, golden light filters down from above, casting long shadows across the cobblestone streets. In the foreground, a lone figure sits on a bench, playing a small, intricately carved flute, the music wafting through the air like a whispered secret. A few patrons sit on benches, sipping coffee and lost in their own reveries, oblivious to the world around them. In the background, a subtle glow emanates from a nearby tavern, where patrons can be seen whispering to each other in hushed tones, their faces aglow with a soft, otherworldly light.