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Art style: stylized 2D graphic-novel animation, cinematic neo-noir, letterboxed 9:16, hard chiaroscuro light with deep blacks, muted earthy teal-and-amber palette, film grain over flat fills, static camera with in-frame motion. Wide: rainy narrow alley; Matteo in front with the suitcase in his left hand, Vincenzo behind him with the cigar in his right hand, Sofia last; neon light. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ FINAL STYLE ENFORCEMENT (this is the authoritative rendering directive — it overrides any style wording elsewhere in the prompt): Render this image entirely in "stylized 2D graphic-novel animation, cinematic neo-noir, letterboxed 9:16, hard chiaroscuro light with deep blacks, muted earthy teal-and-amber palette, film grain over flat fills, static camera with in-frame motion" style. Match the lighting grammar, material response, colour science, level of realism / stylisation, line weight, and shading model typical of "stylized 2D graphic-novel animation, cinematic neo-noir, letterboxed 9:16, hard chiaroscuro light with deep blacks, muted earthy teal-and-amber palette, film grain over flat fills, static camera with in-frame motion". Keep the subject, composition, camera angle, lighting direction, and colour palette from the description above — but EVERY surface, skin, fabric, material, and environmental element must be rendered in the "stylized 2D graphic-novel animation, cinematic neo-noir, letterboxed 9:16, hard chiaroscuro light with deep blacks, muted earthy teal-and-amber palette, film grain over flat fills, static camera with in-frame motion" idiom, not in any other medium. WARDROBE LOCK — authoritative. Render each character in EXACTLY this outfit, matching their attached reference image. This OVERRIDES any clothing, fabric, texture or colour word describing a character anywhere else in this prompt — do NOT invent other garments: - МАТТЕО: the entire figure of Matteo Rinaldi and centered on a rain-dark Palermo cobblestone street at dusk. A weathered Sicilian man in his late forties, lean and wiry, medium height, with a sun-worn olive complexion, deep lines around tired dark-brown eyes, a prominent nose, sharp jaw shadowed by greying stubble. Short dark hair combed back, flecked with grey at the temples. He wears a long charcoal wool overcoat open over a rumpled dark shirt, loose tie, trousers, and scuffed brown leather lace-up dress shoes. One hand rests in his coat pocket, the other half-holds a small brass key. His expression is guarded, haunted, watchful. Behind him, shuttered storefronts, a weak streetlamp, and distant mountains frame the quiet, tense alley. - СОФИЯ: and centered — Sofia Bellini, a Sicilian woman in her mid-thirties, 1987 Palermo. Oval face with high cheekbones, olive-tan skin, dark expressive almond eyes carrying quiet grief, full lips set in restrained tension. Thick dark-brown hair, shoulder-length, softly waved and parted to one side. Slender, poised build. She wears an elegant muted-amber silk blouse tucked into a high-waisted dark teal pencil skirt falling below the knee, a thin brass chain at her throat, small gold earrings, a plain wedding band. Low taupe leather heeled pumps. One hand half-hidden at her side, secretly clutching a small brass key. She stands in a dim closed café doorway, warm lamp behind her, wary and sorrowful, glancing back over her shoulder. - ВИНЧЕНЦО: and centered — Vincenzo Morelli, a cold-blooded Sicilian man in his late forties, Palermo 1987. Tall and solidly built with broad shoulders and an upright, controlled posture. Angular face, high cheekbones, strong square jaw, olive Mediterranean skin, and sharp dark eyes with a guarded, unreadable gaze. Black hair slicked straight back, greying at the temples, with a neatly trimmed short beard. He wears a tailored dark charcoal three-piece suit, crisp pale shirt open at the collar, a loosened narrow tie, a slim silver wristwatch and a gold signet ring. Polished black leather dress shoes. One hand rests in his trouser pocket, the other hanging still. Standing in a dim shadowed doorway of a shuttered Sicilian café at night, hard side-light cutting across half his face.