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Prompt: Ocean with sun setting, waves , peoples enjoying the beach
Ganesh Babu

Ganesh Babu

Model: AAM XL

Prompt:

Ocean with sun setting, waves , peoples enjoying the beach
Width: 1024
Height: 1024
Scale: 7
Steps: 25
Seed: 1621307452
Sampler: DPM++ 2M SDE Karras

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