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Prompt: the third level weird as the infrastructure and people seemed to be from a different era. He finally found out from a newspaper that it was the year 1894. He remembered this era before the First and Second World wars. He went to the ticket counter to book two tickets to Galesburg, Illinois but the clerk at the ticket counter accused him of using fake money and threatened to turn him in to the police. The narrator ran away from the station
Aditya Dey

Aditya Dey

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the third level weird as the infrastructure and people seemed to be from a different era. He fina...Show more
Width: 1024
Height: 1024
Scale: 7
Steps: 25
Seed: 1110308629
Sampler: DPM++ 2M SDE Karras

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