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    Close Up shot, African Female Young angel, (style- swirlmagic:0. 8), solo, upper body, looking away, detailed background, detailed face, (victorian theme:1. 1), false confidence, investigator of the unknown, tattered adventuring gear, gloves, dark color scheme, ancient apocalyptic prophecy, psychological struggle, antique glyphs, shadowy tendrils in background, low light, early 20th century mysterious Lovecraftian atmosphere

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    (abstract paint), (3d, realistic:1.3), (low quality, worst quality:1.4), (bad anatomy), extra digit, fewer digits, (extra arms:1.2), bad hands, by (bad-artist:0.6), bad-image-v2-39000, Asian-Less-Neg(male, man, boy, masculine:1.2), NSFW, nude or naked or topless

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