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Prompt: panorama widescreen view of a giant gold cat playing a sitar, infinity vanishing point, in the style of Jacek Yerka
alvmahn

alvmahn

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Prompt:

panorama widescreen view of a giant gold cat playing a sitar, infinity vanishing point, in the style of Jacek Yerka
Width: 640
Height: 640
Scale: 7
Steps: 25
Seed: 1136939892
Sampler: DPM++ 2M SDE Karras

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