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    2000s vintage RAW photo, photorealistic, film grain, candid camera, color graded cinematic, eye catchlights, atmospheric lighting, macro shot, skin pores, imperfections, natural, shallow dof, Kiss me out of the bearded barley Nightly, beside the green, green grass Swing, swing, swing the spinning step You wear those shoes and I will wear that dress Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight Lead me out on the moonlit floor Lift your open hand Strike up the band And make the fireflies dance Silver moon's sparkling So kiss me Kiss me down by the broken tree house Swing me upon its hanging tire Bring, bring, bring your flowered hat We'll take the trail marked on your father's map Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight Lead me out on the moonlit floor Lift your open hand Strike up the band And make the fireflies dance Silver moon's sparkling So kiss me Kiss me beneath the milky twilight Lead me out on the moonlit floor Lift your open hand Strike up the band And make the fireflies dance Silver moon's sparkling

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    2000s vintage RAW photo, photorealistic, film grain, candid camera, color graded cinematic, eye catchlights, atmospheric lighting, macro shot, skin pores, imperfections, natural, shallow dof, The lead scientist sat in the science station watching the live sensor data pour in. The experiment had been successful. She watched the planet surface consumed in inferno as the sulfurous atmosphere underwent continuous combustion. A large amount of catalyst, helpfully supplied by the Terrans in a hit and run mission, triggered it all. A unique mineral byproduct of the Quwerk missile production supply chain that had been dumped in large lakes on the surface sustained the reaction. Initial modeling had suggested it would take hours for this level of destruction, not mere seconds. She nearly jumped out of her skin when the lieutenant put his hand on her shoulder
    2000s vintage RAW photo, photorealistic, film grain, candid camera, color graded cinematic, eye catchlights, atmospheric lighting, macro shot, skin pores, imperfections, natural, shallow dof, The lead scientist sat in the science station watching the live sensor data pour in. The experiment had been successful. She watched the planet surface consumed in inferno as the sulfurous atmosphere underwent continuous combustion. A large amount of catalyst, helpfully supplied by the Terrans in a hit and run mission, triggered it all. A unique mineral byproduct of the Quwerk missile production supply chain that had been dumped in large lakes on the surface sustained the reaction. Initial modeling had suggested it would take hours for this level of destruction, not mere seconds. She nearly jumped out of her skin when the lieutenant put his hand on her shoulder
    2000s vintage RAW photo, photorealistic, film grain, candid camera, color graded cinematic, eye catchlights, atmospheric lighting, macro shot, skin pores, imperfections, natural, shallow dof, The lead scientist sat in the science station watching the live sensor data pour in. The experiment had been successful. She watched the planet surface consumed in inferno as the sulfurous atmosphere underwent continuous combustion. A large amount of catalyst, helpfully supplied by the Terrans in a hit and run mission, triggered it all. A unique mineral byproduct of the Quwerk missile production supply chain that had been dumped in large lakes on the surface sustained the reaction. Initial modeling had suggested it would take hours for this level of destruction, not mere seconds. She nearly jumped out of her skin when the lieutenant put his hand on her shoulder
    2000s vintage RAW photo, photorealistic, film grain, candid camera, color graded cinematic, eye catchlights, atmospheric lighting, macro shot, skin pores, imperfections, natural, shallow dof, And how we burned in the camps later, thinking: What would things have been like if every Security operative, when he went out at night to make an arrest, had been uncertain whether he would return alive and had to say good-bye to his family? Or if, during periods of mass arrests, as for example in Leningrad, when they arrested a quarter of the entire city, people had not simply sat there in their lairs, paling with terror at every bang of the downstairs door and at every step on the staircase, but had understood they had nothing left to lose and had boldly set up in the downstairs hall an ambush of half a dozen people with axes, hammers, pokers, or whatever else was at hand?... The Organs would very quickly have suffered a shortage of officers and transport and, notwithstanding all of Stalin's thirst, the cursed machine would have ground to a halt! If...if...We didn't love freedom enough. And even more – we had no awareness of the real situation.... We purely and simply deserved everything that happened afterward.
    2000s vintage RAW photo, photorealistic, film grain, candid camera, color graded cinematic, eye catchlights, atmospheric lighting, macro shot, skin pores, imperfections, natural, shallow dof, Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the other, as just as fair, And having perhaps the better claim, Because it was grassy and wanted wear; Though as for that the passing there Had worn them really about the same, And both that morning equally lay In leaves no step had trodden black. Oh, I kept the first for another day! Yet knowing how way leads on to way, I doubted if I should ever come back. I shall be telling this with a sigh Somewhere ages and ages hence: Two roads diverged in a wood, and I— I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference.
    2000s vintage RAW photo, photorealistic, film grain, candid camera, color graded cinematic, eye catchlights, atmospheric lighting, macro shot, skin pores, imperfections, natural, shallow dof, Sittin' on a Riverboat havin' a party Me and My Cajun queen She's turnin' 21 on the Mississippi river Headin' out of New Orlean The Year is 1894 Oh, Come on mama and love me some more Her dark eyes flashed like a Gambler's ring She shakes her pretty head and sings Life for me is a Riverboat Fantasy Watchin' the sun go down Oh, a rock & roll band, with a reefer in my hand Now look at that wheel go round Cocaine kisses and moonshine misses That's the life for me I'm sailing away from my heartache On a Riverboat fantasy Can't think, Can't drink anymore whisky I coulda drunk a river dry Mmm, this old boat is a just sittin' in the moon light Catchin' the gleam in her eye Showers of rain come pourin' down The sky full of stars like a French Lace gown Shimmer, glimmer I think I'm going to fall WHAT?? Catch me mama that's all Delta sun, beats down like a hammer Mmm, it give the low down blues I've got a cotton gin I'll weave and spin To shake the dust from my shoes I made my money and found me a honey To tickle me under my chin When mornin' comes I'll ride into town And worry about the shape I'm in
    2000s vintage RAW photo, photorealistic, film grain, candid camera, color graded cinematic, eye catchlights, atmospheric lighting, macro shot, skin pores, imperfections, natural, shallow dof, Sittin' on a Riverboat havin' a party Me and My Cajun queen She's turnin' 21 on the Mississippi river Headin' out of New Orlean The Year is 1894 Oh, Come on mama and love me some more Her dark eyes flashed like a Gambler's ring She shakes her pretty head and sings Life for me is a Riverboat Fantasy Watchin' the sun go down Oh, a rock & roll band, with a reefer in my hand Now look at that wheel go round Cocaine kisses and moonshine misses That's the life for me I'm sailing away from my heartache On a Riverboat fantasy Can't think, Can't drink anymore whisky I coulda drunk a river dry Mmm, this old boat is a just sittin' in the moon light Catchin' the gleam in her eye Showers of rain come pourin' down The sky full of stars like a French Lace gown Shimmer, glimmer I think I'm going to fall WHAT?? Catch me mama that's all Delta sun, beats down like a hammer Mmm, it give the low down blues I've got a cotton gin I'll weave and spin To shake the dust from my shoes I made my money and found me a honey To tickle me under my chin When mornin' comes I'll ride into town And worry about the shape I'm in
    2000s vintage RAW photo, photorealistic, film grain, candid camera, color graded cinematic, eye catchlights, atmospheric lighting, macro shot, skin pores, imperfections, natural, shallow dof, A picture of a doorknob where the center is a perfect blue iris and pupil of a human eye.
    2000s vintage RAW photo, photorealistic, film grain, candid camera, color graded cinematic, eye catchlights, atmospheric lighting, macro shot, skin pores, imperfections, natural, shallow dof, And how we burned in the camps later, thinking: What would things have been like if every Security operative, when he went out at night to make an arrest, had been uncertain whether he would return alive and had to say good-bye to his family? Or if, during periods of mass arrests, as for example in Leningrad, when they arrested a quarter of the entire city, people had not simply sat there in their lairs, paling with terror at every bang of the downstairs door and at every step on the staircase, but had understood they had nothing left to lose and had boldly set up in the downstairs hall an ambush of half a dozen people with axes, hammers, pokers, or whatever else was at hand?... The Organs would very quickly have suffered a shortage of officers and transport and, notwithstanding all of Stalin's thirst, the cursed machine would have ground to a halt! If...if...We didn't love freedom enough. And even more – we had no awareness of the real situation.... We purely and simply deserved everything that happened afterward.
    2000s vintage RAW photo, photorealistic, film grain, candid camera, color graded cinematic, eye catchlights, atmospheric lighting, macro shot, skin pores, imperfections, natural, shallow dof, And how we burned in the camps later, thinking: What would things have been like if every Security operative, when he went out at night to make an arrest, had been uncertain whether he would return alive and had to say good-bye to his family? Or if, during periods of mass arrests, as for example in Leningrad, when they arrested a quarter of the entire city, people had not simply sat there in their lairs, paling with terror at every bang of the downstairs door and at every step on the staircase, but had understood they had nothing left to lose and had boldly set up in the downstairs hall an ambush of half a dozen people with axes, hammers, pokers, or whatever else was at hand?... The Organs would very quickly have suffered a shortage of officers and transport and, notwithstanding all of Stalin's thirst, the cursed machine would have ground to a halt! If...if...We didn't love freedom enough. And even more – we had no awareness of the real situation.... We purely and simply deserved everything that happened afterward.
    2000s vintage RAW photo, photorealistic, film grain, candid camera, color graded cinematic, eye catchlights, atmospheric lighting, macro shot, skin pores, imperfections, natural, shallow dof, Kiss me out of the bearded barley Nightly, beside the green, green grass Swing, swing, swing the spinning step You wear those shoes and I will wear that dress Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight Lead me out on the moonlit floor Lift your open hand Strike up the band And make the fireflies dance Silver moon's sparkling So kiss me Kiss me down by the broken tree house Swing me upon its hanging tire Bring, bring, bring your flowered hat We'll take the trail marked on your father's map Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight Lead me out on the moonlit floor Lift your open hand Strike up the band And make the fireflies dance Silver moon's sparkling So kiss me Kiss me beneath the milky twilight Lead me out on the moonlit floor Lift your open hand Strike up the band And make the fireflies dance Silver moon's sparkling
    2000s vintage RAW photo, photorealistic, film grain, candid camera, color graded cinematic, eye catchlights, atmospheric lighting, macro shot, skin pores, imperfections, natural, shallow dof, The lead scientist sat in the science station watching the live sensor data pour in. The experiment had been successful. She watched the planet surface consumed in inferno as the sulfurous atmosphere underwent continuous combustion. A large amount of catalyst, helpfully supplied by the Terrans in a hit and run mission, triggered it all. A unique mineral byproduct of the Quwerk missile production supply chain that had been dumped in large lakes on the surface sustained the reaction. Initial modeling had suggested it would take hours for this level of destruction, not mere seconds. She nearly jumped out of her skin when the lieutenant put his hand on her shoulder
    2000s vintage RAW photo, photorealistic, film grain, candid camera, color graded cinematic, eye catchlights, atmospheric lighting, macro shot, skin pores, imperfections, natural, shallow dof, Sittin' on a Riverboat havin' a party Me and My Cajun queen She's turnin' 21 on the Mississippi river Headin' out of New Orlean The Year is 1894 Oh, Come on mama and love me some more Her dark eyes flashed like a Gambler's ring She shakes her pretty head and sings Life for me is a Riverboat Fantasy Watchin' the sun go down Oh, a rock & roll band, with a reefer in my hand Now look at that wheel go round Cocaine kisses and moonshine misses That's the life for me I'm sailing away from my heartache On a Riverboat fantasy Can't think, Can't drink anymore whisky I coulda drunk a river dry Mmm, this old boat is a just sittin' in the moon light Catchin' the gleam in her eye Showers of rain come pourin' down The sky full of stars like a French Lace gown Shimmer, glimmer I think I'm going to fall WHAT?? Catch me mama that's all Delta sun, beats down like a hammer Mmm, it give the low down blues I've got a cotton gin I'll weave and spin To shake the dust from my shoes I made my money and found me a honey To tickle me under my chin When mornin' comes I'll ride into town And worry about the shape I'm in
    2000s vintage RAW photo, photorealistic, film grain, candid camera, color graded cinematic, eye catchlights, atmospheric lighting, macro shot, skin pores, imperfections, natural, shallow dof, Sittin' on a Riverboat havin' a party Me and My Cajun queen She's turnin' 21 on the Mississippi river Headin' out of New Orlean The Year is 1894 Oh, Come on mama and love me some more Her dark eyes flashed like a Gambler's ring She shakes her pretty head and sings Life for me is a Riverboat Fantasy Watchin' the sun go down Oh, a rock & roll band, with a reefer in my hand Now look at that wheel go round Cocaine kisses and moonshine misses That's the life for me I'm sailing away from my heartache On a Riverboat fantasy Can't think, Can't drink anymore whisky I coulda drunk a river dry Mmm, this old boat is a just sittin' in the moon light Catchin' the gleam in her eye Showers of rain come pourin' down The sky full of stars like a French Lace gown Shimmer, glimmer I think I'm going to fall WHAT?? Catch me mama that's all Delta sun, beats down like a hammer Mmm, it give the low down blues I've got a cotton gin I'll weave and spin To shake the dust from my shoes I made my money and found me a honey To tickle me under my chin When mornin' comes I'll ride into town And worry about the shape I'm in
    2000s vintage RAW photo, photorealistic, film grain, candid camera, color graded cinematic, eye catchlights, atmospheric lighting, macro shot, skin pores, imperfections, natural, shallow dof, Kiss me out of the bearded barley Nightly, beside the green, green grass Swing, swing, swing the spinning step You wear those shoes and I will wear that dress Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight Lead me out on the moonlit floor Lift your open hand Strike up the band And make the fireflies dance Silver moon's sparkling So kiss me Kiss me down by the broken tree house Swing me upon its hanging tire Bring, bring, bring your flowered hat We'll take the trail marked on your father's map Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight Lead me out on the moonlit floor Lift your open hand Strike up the band And make the fireflies dance Silver moon's sparkling So kiss me Kiss me beneath the milky twilight Lead me out on the moonlit floor Lift your open hand Strike up the band And make the fireflies dance Silver moon's sparkling
    2000s vintage RAW photo, photorealistic, film grain, candid camera, color graded cinematic, eye catchlights, atmospheric lighting, macro shot, skin pores, imperfections, natural, shallow dof, The lead scientist sat in the science station watching the live sensor data pour in. The experiment had been successful. She watched the planet surface consumed in inferno as the sulfurous atmosphere underwent continuous combustion. A large amount of catalyst, helpfully supplied by the Terrans in a hit and run mission, triggered it all. A unique mineral byproduct of the Quwerk missile production supply chain that had been dumped in large lakes on the surface sustained the reaction. Initial modeling had suggested it would take hours for this level of destruction, not mere seconds. She nearly jumped out of her skin when the lieutenant put his hand on her shoulder
    2000s vintage RAW photo, photorealistic, film grain, candid camera, color graded cinematic, eye catchlights, atmospheric lighting, macro shot, skin pores, imperfections, natural, shallow dof, A massive tree with human eyes looking out from the trunk.
    2000s vintage RAW photo, photorealistic, film grain, candid camera, color graded cinematic, eye catchlights, atmospheric lighting, macro shot, skin pores, imperfections, natural, shallow dof, The lead scientist sat in the science station watching the live sensor data pour in. The experiment had been successful. She watched the planet surface consumed in inferno as the sulfurous atmosphere underwent continuous combustion. A large amount of catalyst, helpfully supplied by the Terrans in a hit and run mission, triggered it all. A unique mineral byproduct of the Quwerk missile production supply chain that had been dumped in large lakes on the surface sustained the reaction. Initial modeling had suggested it would take hours for this level of destruction, not mere seconds. She nearly jumped out of her skin when the lieutenant put his hand on her shoulder
    2000s vintage RAW photo, photorealistic, film grain, candid camera, color graded cinematic, eye catchlights, atmospheric lighting, macro shot, skin pores, imperfections, natural, shallow dof, Kiss me out of the bearded barley Nightly, beside the green, green grass Swing, swing, swing the spinning step You wear those shoes and I will wear that dress Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight Lead me out on the moonlit floor Lift your open hand Strike up the band And make the fireflies dance Silver moon's sparkling So kiss me Kiss me down by the broken tree house Swing me upon its hanging tire Bring, bring, bring your flowered hat We'll take the trail marked on your father's map Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight Lead me out on the moonlit floor Lift your open hand Strike up the band And make the fireflies dance Silver moon's sparkling So kiss me Kiss me beneath the milky twilight Lead me out on the moonlit floor Lift your open hand Strike up the band And make the fireflies dance Silver moon's sparkling
    2000s vintage RAW photo, photorealistic, film grain, candid camera, color graded cinematic, eye catchlights, atmospheric lighting, macro shot, skin pores, imperfections, natural, shallow dof, A picture of a car where the tires are a perfect iris and pupil of a human eye.
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