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a woman silhouette in metro tunnel, dark shadows the walls, the heart ached with fear and sadness, for knows what the end, sinister, etheral, fog, dark mistic mood

"(many leg) , (bad anatomy), (cat ears) (blurry), (soft focus), (low resolution), (bad lighting), (out of focus), (bad angle), (poor composition), (unflattering pose), ((flat expression)), (awkward angles), ((distorted features)), (overexposed), (underexposed), (bad shadows), (unnatural skin), ((badly retouched)), (poorly framed), (low-quality photography), (bad makeup), (unprofessional), (unappealing), (sloppy details), ((badly drawn eyes)), (awkward expression), (unattractive), (poorly )

1 year ago

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