![Placeholder: [high res photo by H.R. Giger] elder Don Quixote smiles, ready to fight with his tourney lance, in dust, rust and blood, his body is covered with cartridge belts](https://img.stablecog.com/insecure/64w/aHR0cHM6Ly9iLnN0YWJsZWNvZy5jb20vMTMwNTk2OWItYWZiOS00MjcwLWE3OTktMmRkYTRhMjViODM4LmpwZWc.webp)
![[high res photo by H.R. Giger] elder Don Quixote smiles, ready to fight with his tourney lance, in dust, rust and blood, his body is covered with cartridge belts](https://img.stablecog.com/insecure/1920w/aHR0cHM6Ly9iLnN0YWJsZWNvZy5jb20vMTMwNTk2OWItYWZiOS00MjcwLWE3OTktMmRkYTRhMjViODM4LmpwZWc.webp)
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Prompt
[high res photo by H.R. Giger] elder Don Quixote smiles, ready to fight with his tourney lance, in dust, rust and blood, his body is covered with cartridge belts
distorted image, malformed body, malformed fingers
6 months ago
Model
SSD-1B
Guidance Scale
7
Dimensions
1024 × 1024
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