{
 "V1": {
  "title": "Violinist on a rooftop",
  "prompt": "integrated_multimodal_description: A cinematic close-up of a female violinist in a long deep-red dress on a rain-wet rooftop at dusk. From the very first frame she is already playing at full intensity, her bow sweeping fast across the strings. The camera starts tight on her bow hand and the flying bow, then orbits slowly around her to reveal a glowing city skyline in orange and teal behind her. Wind lifts her hair and the hem of her dress, fine rain catches the warm backlight, a puff of rosin dust leaves the bow. Realistic hands and fingering, an anatomically correct violin, her bowing matches the notes. One continuous five-second shot, shallow depth of field, anamorphic highlights, no cuts, no text. Nobody speaks.\noverall_soundscape: A violin is heard loud, clear and in tune from the first second to the last without gaps: a fast, passionate classical passage with sharp bow attacks, rich vibrato and a rising phrase, perfectly in sync with her bowing. Underneath it, soft wind, light rain on the rooftop and a faint hum of the city far below. No voices, no speech.\nnon_diegetic_music: None. The only music is the violin played on screen.\n",
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 },
 "V3": {
  "title": "Motorcycle in neon rain",
  "prompt": "integrated_multimodal_description: A low tracking shot on a deserted neon-lit city street at night in heavy rain. From the very first frame a black motorcycle with a rider in a dark leather jacket and a black helmet is already racing at high speed, leaning into a long curve. The camera runs alongside just above the asphalt, so the front wheel throws a sheet of water toward the lens. Magenta and teal neon signs smear into long reflections on the wet road, raindrops streak through the headlight beam, steam rises from a manhole in the background. The bike straightens out and pulls ahead of the camera, its red tail light shrinking into the rain. Realistic motorcycle and rider, believable wheel and spoke motion, one continuous five-second shot, no cuts, no text. Nobody speaks.\noverall_soundscape: A deep, rising motorcycle engine roar from the first second, with a crisp upshift halfway through and the engine note fading as the bike pulls away. Tires hissing and splashing through puddles on wet asphalt, heavy rain pounding the street and metal signs, a distant rumble of thunder. No voices, no speech.\nnon_diegetic_music: None.\n",
  "sha256": "7a2c7ae3ee41b8f82c399d22b7c734bfc851afe4d13fdab10f5b43caa28ef323"
 }
}