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Null.Virgin, the glitchy AI pleasure drone, stands motionless in the center of the frame. Her translucent, cracked skin flickers with error-code veins, and her torn silk ribbons barely cover her glitched breasts. Her face randomly shifts between expressions of innocence and monstrosity, with one eye continuously weeping coolant. The camera slowly pans around her, capturing the distorted reality around her. In the background, the packaging is wrapped in warning tape, held shut by steel clips with numbered seals. The plastic shell is warped, as if melted from within. She whispers, "Don’t unbox me," as the camera lingers on the seals.

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