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Prompt: world war 1
Wit Hejmowski

Wit Hejmowski

Model: OpenArt SDXL

Prompt:

world war 1
Width: 1024
Height: 1024
Scale: 7
Steps: 25
Seed: 314210136
Sampler: DPM++ 2M SDE Karras

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