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[Shattered Image of the Shire by multiple bands of collage, distorted colours, double exposed by JRR Tolkien (1970)] Miniature roundish cozy hobbit house hole of the Shire tilt-shift

distorted image, malformed body, malformed fingers

18 hours ago

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SSD-1B

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