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Prompt: Wide image of a mural that blends intricate woodwork design with cinema4d rendering. It features a dark cowboy on the moon's surface, with haunting shadows around. The artwork is influenced by pop culture, manga, and has a paper-like texture.
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Wide image of a mural that blends intricate woodwork design with cinema4d rendering. It features a dark cowboy on the moon's surface, with haunting shadows around. The artwork is influenced by pop culture, manga, and has a paper-like texture.
Wide image of a mural that blends intricate woodwork design with cinema4d rendering. It features... [more]
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