Placeholder: Surreal rococo and whimsy style, harpist lady plays strings, atop a three-horned snail infused with steampunk aesthetics, gears and pipes evident, tendrils of steam, pastel colors, intricate lace details, snail shell spiraling elegantly, octane rendering, ultra fine detail. Surreal rococo and whimsy style, harpist lady plays strings, atop a three-horned snail infused with steampunk aesthetics, gears and pipes evident, tendrils of steam, pastel colors, intricate lace details, snail shell spiraling elegantly, octane rendering, ultra fine detail.

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Surreal rococo and whimsy style, harpist lady plays strings, atop a three-horned snail infused with steampunk aesthetics, gears and pipes evident, tendrils of steam, pastel colors, intricate lace details, snail shell spiraling elegantly, octane rendering, ultra fine detail.

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