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I go into debt, you go into debt, he goes into debt, we go into debt, they take advantage, they get rich

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Here is some art I produced in 2012 for my IP, Redemption, which is currently under early development with Original Films, the mad men behind the Fast and the Furious franchise.
a fast food drive in on the moon, moon landscape with the earth in the back, moon cars are waiting to be served, photorealistic, full color
guardians of a bygone era. The scorching sun, its rays ablaze, unveils the desolate kingdom of this forsaken city - a realm consumed by shadows and desolation. Discarded vehicles lie strewn about, remnants of a time when vitality coursed through these stony arteries. Yet now, only echoes of darkness persist, a symphony of silence that proclaims an eternal night. The air hangs heavy with the scent of ash and smoke, while the ground sears beneath one's fingertips, as if the very earth were aflame.
Nostalgia for the future
a fast food drive in on the moon, moon landscape with the earth in the back, moon cars are waiting to be served, photorealistic, full color
Nostalgia for the future
I dig deeper into my cityscape memories hoping for inspiration, but it's all a bit dystopian in there. Must be the contaminated cityscape air getting to me noodles. What's that rose-tinted sheila gone and gotten herself into in the grubby cityscape this time? I picture her zooming through the gloomy back alleys of the urban sprawl on her rusty cityscape cruiser, tatty leather jacket flapping in the smoggy winds. Nothing but crumpled high-rises and abandoned skyways stretching as far as the blear
Colt 45 and two Zig-Zags, baby, that's all we need (come on) We can go to the park, after dark Smoke that tumbleweed (uh) And as the marijuana burn, we can take our turn
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[Kupka] Driven by an unexplained urge, Ensign Williams followed her instincts, venturing outside the secured areas of the Starfleet vessel USS Enterprise in a shuttlecraft. She flew across the desert-like surface of the uncharted Class M planet they were orbiting, leaving the mountains they had been surveying behind. The barren landscape stretched as far as the sensors could detect, a stark contrast to the sleek corridors and bustling activity of the starships she called home. The sterile enviro
I dig deeper into me corny memories hopin' for inspiration, but it's all feelin' a bit mushy in there. Must be the coffee, it's gone straight to me corn flakes! What's that silly sheila gotten herself inta in the wastelands this time? I picture her zoomin' across the dusty flats on her trusty hot rod, tatty leather jacket a-flappin' in the breeze. Desert as far as the eye can corn, not another drongo in sight. But then a noise rises above the howlin' - is that didgeridoo music waftin' over from
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