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In the sumptuous city of Chester, lives a young woman desperately searching for meaning in her career. Cherry working as a painter for several cycles, while she is looking for new inspirations, she tried to leave her home to draw her imagination through the beauty of the city. However, she didn't expect that this evening would change her life forever.
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