*To my Hero
my Dad
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my Dad
and then Grandma—that irreplaceable loss—we went to West Africa just to try and escape the trauma. I saw how hard you tried to cheer me up. You told me then that you’d do anything to make me happy.*
I can’t cope anymore. I am tired of the ancient and modern jokes we used to share. I am tired of the distance. I know your contract is dangerous and you have security restrictions that prevent video c...
and I thought people here would be kinder. My second wish was for you to find me a mother again. Even though I’m 14 and struggling with my health
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allowing it to be the same as the input.
soft
avoiding unnecessary details.
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do not overbuild):
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sweat and rain dripping down the face.
swirling steam rising from vents
waterproof black tech-wear windbreaker with illuminated geometric patterns
debris-strewn alleyway in a vertically built cyberpunk mega-city. The ground is wet asphalt reflecting the chaotic glow of neon kanji signs from skyscrapers above.
high-tech future. The result must be an Ultra-Photorealistic