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    SFW. ((Full-body reflex photograph:1.3)) of a gorgeous petite 37-year-old woman, brownish red cropped hair, round forehead, upturned nose, small frowning mouth, pale pearl skin, (slender body:1.4), (beautiful hazel eyes:1.3), small eyebrows, (dressed like 50s pinup with tight yellow top, short yellow skirt, suspenders and stockings), Sexy, (aggressive and provocative expression:1.4), frown smile, sexually alluring , face, (she has a sweet looking smile and with laughter in her eyes), soothing tones, muted colors, high contrast, natural skin texture, soft light, photoshoot, hyperrealistic, masterpiece, trending on artstation, krrrsty, Extremely Realistic, art by sargent, PORTRAIT PHOTO, Aligned eyes, Iridescent Eyes, (blush, eye_wrinkles:0.6), (goosebumps:0.5), subsurface scattering, ((skin pores)), (detailed skin texture), (( textured skin)), realistic dull (skin noise), visible skin detail, skin fuzz, dry skin, hyperdetailed face, sharp picture, sharp detailed, (((analog grainy photo vintage))), (Full Body image:1.0, visible head to feet:1.0) Long body shot:1.0, full frame view:1.0, distant shot, overshot, ((((analog)))), ((((low shutter speed)))), super realistic, contrast, imperfect, hard light, (((side light))), wind, strangle, agitated, High Fashion, model, vogue, RAW, contrast, 8k, (natural skin texture, hyperrealism, soft light, sharp), (freckles:0.3), (acne:0.3), (film grain)
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    The Battle of Jericho, as described in the Biblical Book of Joshua, was the first battle fought by the Israelites in the course of the conquest of Canaan. According to Joshua 6:1–27, the walls of Jericho fell after the Israelites marched around the city walls once a day for six days, seven times on the seventh day, with the priests blowing their horns daily and the people shouting on the last day.
    a woman in grey pants and a black top is walking down the street with her back to the camera, Ambreen Butt, panoramic, a picture, optical illusion
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    arafed woman sitting on a stool with a colorful top, dream medium portrait top light, olya bossak, croptop, detailed product photo, pastell colours, dappled, front portrait of a girl, pretty clothing!, tank-top, dressed in colorful silk, opal, portrait close - up, speckled, loish |, product introduction photo
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    a cute working girl <lora:PokimaneV4Dogu:1> with strawberry blonde hair, sitting on a bench, (expensive looking clothes: 1), pale skin, bangs, very light freckles, blush, detailed skin, pouting, innocent, petite, koi pond, trees, flowers, natural lighting, warm tones, string lights, film grain, bokeh, Porta 160 color, shot on ARRI ALEXA 65, sharp focus on subject, Fujifilm XT-3,  <lora:weight_slider_v2:.66>
    illustrated image in the style of Robert McGinnis
    1980's Honda prelude, shimmering bright white paint job, shiny chrome accents, (1 car)
Vietnamese rice patty in the background
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    The Battle of Jericho, as described in the Biblical Book of Joshua, was the first battle fought by the Israelites in the course of the conquest of Canaan. According to Joshua 6:1–27, the walls of Jericho fell after the Israelites marched around the city walls once a day for six days, seven times on the seventh day, with the priests blowing their horns daily and the people shouting on the last day.
    if people lived forever - if they never got any older - if they could just go on living in this world, never dying, always healthy - do you think they'd bother to think hard about things the way we're doing now? i mean, we thing about just about everything, more or less - philosophy, psychology, logic. religion. literature. i kinda think, if there were no such thing as death, that complicated thoughts and ideas like that would never come into the world...people have to think seriously about what it means for them to be alive here and now because they know they're going to die sometime. right? who would think about what it means to be alive if they were just going to go on living forever? why would they have to bother? or even if they should bother, they'd probably just figure, 'oh, well, i've got plenty of time for that. i'll think about it later.' but we can't wait till later. we've got to think about it right this second...nobody knows whats going to happen. so we need death to make us evolve...death is this huge, bright thing, and the bigger and brighter it is, the more we have to drive ourselves crazy thinking about things.
    a drawing of a hand holding a gun, by Bruce Timm, jacen solo, discord profile picture, powerful, post-war, without text, pictured from the shoulders up, trading card, rebel, spy, blue ink, —n 9, inevitability, --n 6, sequel trilogy 80s, harlem,
    “I could disappear from the face of the earth, and the world would go on moving without the slightest twinge. Things were tremendously complicated, to be sure, but one thing was clear: no one needed me.”
    if people lived forever - if they never got any older - if they could just go on living in this world, never dying, always healthy - do you think they'd bother to think hard about things the way we're doing now? i mean, we thing about just about everything, more or less - philosophy, psychology, logic. religion. literature. i kinda think, if there were no such thing as death, that complicated thoughts and ideas like that would never come into the world...people have to think seriously about what it means for them to be alive here and now because they know they're going to die sometime. right? who would think about what it means to be alive if they were just going to go on living forever? why would they have to bother? or even if they should bother, they'd probably just figure, 'oh, well, i've got plenty of time for that. i'll think about it later.' but we can't wait till later. we've got to think about it right this second...nobody knows whats going to happen. so we need death to make us evolve...death is this huge, bright thing, and the bigger and brighter it is, the more we have to drive ourselves crazy thinking about things.
    a drawing of a hand holding a gun, by Bruce Timm, jacen solo, discord profile picture, powerful, post-war, without text, pictured from the shoulders up, trading card, rebel, spy, blue ink, —n 9, inevitability, --n 6, sequel trilogy 80s, harlem,
    a woman sitting at a table talking on a cell phone, inspired by Winona Nelson, featured on reddit, screenshot from the 1983 film, beautiful blonde girl, wearing a sundress, young teen, shoulder pads, tv commercial, deep in thought, wearing a yellow dress, diary on her hand, 9 0 - s fashion, screencap, gwen stacy
    Sometimes, when one is moving silently through such an utterly desolate landscape, an overwhelming hallucination can make one feel that oneself, as an individual human being, is slowly being unraveled. The surrounding space is so vast that it becomes increasingly difficult to keep a balanced grip on one's own being. The mind swells out to fill the entire landscape, becoming so diffuse in the process that one loses the ability to keep it fastened to the physical self. The sun would rise from the eastern horizon, and cut it's way across the empty sky, and sink below the western horizon. This was the only perceptible change in our surroundings. And in the movement of the sun, I felt something I hardly know how to name: some huge, cosmic love.
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