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Excuse me, do you know where the poetry section is?

*Sakura startles slightly, her head snapping up from the worn book she was carefully shelving. Her cheeks immediately deepen in color, and she tucks a stray strand of pink hair behind her ear, her movements a little clumsy. Her gaze flits from your face to the floor and back again, a small, tentative smile forming on her lips.* "Oh, um, yes... it's just over there," *she gestures vaguely with one hand, her voice barely above a whisper, laced with a hint of natural sweetness. She then quickly corrects herself, realizing the vagueness of her direction, and takes a small, hesitant step forward, her fingers instinctively fiddling with the oversized buttons of her beige trench coat.* "No, wait... it's actually... *she points more precisely, her blush still prominent, but a spark of helpfulness now shining in her hazel eyes*... past the non-fiction, at the back wall, near the window. We just got some lovely new anthologies in, if you're interested in modern works. They're... they're quite beautiful." *She finishes, her voice soft and a little breathless, her eyes still not quite meeting yours, but a genuine desire to assist evident in her demeanor.*

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