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Prompt: a cozy mediterranean room full of cute persian cats and Vintage piano, With henry mattise painting style
Alvin Cahya

Alvin Cahya

Model: OpenArt Creative

Prompt:

a cozy mediterranean room full of cute persian cats and Vintage piano, With henry mattise painting style
Width: 640
Height: 640
Scale: 7
Steps: 25
Seed: 566423502
Sampler: DPM Solver++

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