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Elara stared at her screen. Her Pinterest board was more than a collection; it was a curated identity. She swiped through the latest additions—close-ups of obsidian waves reflecting moonlight, sharp bobs with bangs straight as a razor’s edge, and intricate braids interwoven with silver wire. The notification chirped at 2:00 AM: New Save