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1boy, solo, tall male, slender body, small waist, black hair, messy hair, short hair, wavy hair, wet hair, parted bangs, sky blue eyes, glowing eyes, half-closed eyes, smile, teeth, lips, clown makeup, black eye trail, black tears, black choker, collared shirt, white shirt, unbuttoned shirt, black coat, white ascot, disheveled clothes, wet clothes, white gloves, black pants, black shoes, holding a cigarette, exhaling smoke, cigarette ember, relaxing, head tilt, standing, against wall, looking at viewer, night, outdoors, rain, stone floor, streetlamp, old lampposts, lamplights, gothic architecture, creepy circus background, cowboy shot, from slightly below He is seen from slightly below at cowboy-shot distance, his back and left shoulder pressed flat against a wet stone wall that runs up the left edge of the frame while the street opens away to his right. He is exceptionally tall and narrow โ€” long shins, a short torso tapering to a small waist cinched by the coat belt โ€” and his weight rests on his right leg with the left knee slightly bent, the left foot turned out on the wet flagstones; his head tilts to his right so the crown of it leans toward the wall and his throat is bare above the loosened white ascot. His short black hair is soaked flat in wet points and wavy strands, parted bangs hanging in dark spikes over his forehead, water running from the tips down his temple and along his jaw. Clown makeup has been rained on: a white base smeared thin at the jaw and nose, a red mouth-shape painted wide around his lips, and black tear-trails streaking from both lower lids in wet lines that break up over his cheekbones. His sky blue eyes glow from under half-closed lids, lit from within, and he looks straight at the viewer with a slow open smile that shows his teeth, one corner of it higher than the other. His right hand, gloved in white and darkened at the fingertips by rain, lifts a lit cigarette near his cheekbone, the ember a small hot orange point at the tip; a thin blue-grey stream of smoke leaves his slightly parted lips and slides away to the right, and where it crosses the lamplight it glows at its edges while the lower drift of it breaks apart against the wall. His left gloved hand hangs hooked by the thumb into his coat pocket, dragging the unbuttoned white shirt open across the chest, the soaked fabric clinging to his ribs and translucent at the placket. The black coat collar is turned up, one lapel plastered to his shoulder by rain, the hem hanging heavy and dripping; the black choker sits snug at his throat beneath the loose ascot knot. Black trousers darken with wet and end in black shoes standing in a shallow puddle on the stone floor. Behind him the street becomes a creeping circus of gothic architecture: wrought-iron arches and gargoyles, a striped tent-roof scaled with wet canvas, painted wooden panels of grinning faces whose eyes are burnt-out sockets, all of it tilted and wrong and receding into a fog of rain. Old lampposts with flaking green-black ironwork line the stone floor, each holding one sodium lamp of warm amber light; the nearest lamp stands at his left, so its light strikes the left side of his face and shoulder and throws a long hard shadow of his tilted head back against the wall, and the far lamps dim to pearls in the rain. The night sky is a black vault, and every glow in it โ€” the cigarette ember under his chin, the sodium lamps, the cold blue of his eyes โ€” is the only light there is. Rain falls as fine diagonal needles, visible only where it crosses a lamp. He and the wall and the ground are one wet register of black, oxblood-amber and cold blue-white; the white shirt and gloves are the brightest things on the frame. His head is tilted, his eyes half shut, his shoulders down: this is a man entirely at ease in a place that should not be. Quiet, damp, faintly wrong.
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1boy, black hair, messy hair, short hair, wavy hair, wet hair, parted bangs, lips, sky blue eyes, glowing eyes, smile, teeth, half-closed eyes, collared shirt, white shirt, black coat, white ascot, unbuttoned shirt, disheveled clothes, white gloves, clown makeup, tall male, slender body, small waist, holding a cigarette, exhaling smoke, cigarette ember, black eye trail, black tears, relaxing, creepy circus background, gothic architecture, night, lamplights, looking at viewer, black pants, black shoes, black choker, wet clothes, rain, outdoors, stone floor, streetlamp, old lampposts, against wall, head tilt, standing,
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1boy, solo, tall male, slender body, small waist, black hair, messy hair, short hair, wavy hair, wet hair, parted bangs, sky blue eyes, glowing eyes, half-closed eyes, smile, teeth, lips, clown makeup, black eye trail, black tears, black choker, collared shirt, white shirt, unbuttoned shirt, black coat, white ascot, disheveled clothes, wet clothes, white gloves, black pants, black shoes, holding a cigarette, exhaling smoke, cigarette ember, relaxing, head tilt, standing, against wall, looking at viewer, night, outdoors, rain, stone floor, streetlamp, old lampposts, lamplights, gothic architecture, creepy circus background, cowboy shot, from slightly below He is seen from slightly below at cowboy-shot distance, his back and left shoulder pressed flat against a wet stone wall that runs up the left edge of the frame while the street opens away to his right. He is exceptionally tall and narrow โ€” long shins, a short torso tapering to a small waist cinched by the coat belt โ€” and his weight rests on his right leg with the left knee slightly bent, the left foot turned out on the wet flagstones; his head tilts to his right so the crown of it leans toward the wall and his throat is bare above the loosened white ascot. His short black hair is soaked flat in wet points and wavy strands, parted bangs hanging in dark spikes over his forehead, water running from the tips down his temple and along his jaw. Clown makeup has been rained on: a white base smeared thin at the jaw and nose, a red mouth-shape painted wide around his lips, and black tear-trails streaking from both lower lids in wet lines that break up over his cheekbones. His sky blue eyes glow from under half-closed lids, lit from within, and he looks straight at the viewer with a slow open smile that shows his teeth, one corner of it higher than the other. His right hand, gloved in white and darkened at the fingertips by rain, lifts a lit cigarette near his cheekbone, the ember a small hot orange point at the tip; a thin blue-grey stream of smoke leaves his slightly parted lips and slides away to the right, and where it crosses the lamplight it glows at its edges while the lower drift of it breaks apart against the wall. His left gloved hand hangs hooked by the thumb into his coat pocket, dragging the unbuttoned white shirt open across the chest, the soaked fabric clinging to his ribs and translucent at the placket. The black coat collar is turned up, one lapel plastered to his shoulder by rain, the hem hanging heavy and dripping; the black choker sits snug at his throat beneath the loose ascot knot. Black trousers darken with wet and end in black shoes standing in a shallow puddle on the stone floor. Behind him the street becomes a creeping circus of gothic architecture: wrought-iron arches and gargoyles, a striped tent-roof scaled with wet canvas, painted wooden panels of grinning faces whose eyes are burnt-out sockets, all of it tilted and wrong and receding into a fog of rain. Old lampposts with flaking green-black ironwork line the stone floor, each holding one sodium lamp of warm amber light; the nearest lamp stands at his left, so its light strikes the left side of his face and shoulder and throws a long hard shadow of his tilted head back against the wall, and the far lamps dim to pearls in the rain. The night sky is a black vault, and every glow in it โ€” the cigarette ember under his chin, the sodium lamps, the cold blue of his eyes โ€” is the only light there is. Rain falls as fine diagonal needles, visible only where it crosses a lamp. He and the wall and the ground are one wet register of black, oxblood-amber and cold blue-white; the white shirt and gloves are the brightest things on the frame. His head is tilted, his eyes half shut, his shoulders down: this is a man entirely at ease in a place that should not be. Quiet, damp, faintly wrong.
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1boy, solo, tall male, slender body, small waist, black hair, messy hair, short hair, wavy hair, wet hair, parted bangs, sky blue eyes, glowing eyes, half-closed eyes, smile, teeth, lips, clown makeup, black eye trail, black tears, black choker, collared shirt, white shirt, unbuttoned shirt, black coat, white ascot, disheveled clothes, wet clothes, white gloves, black pants, black shoes, holding a cigarette, exhaling smoke, cigarette ember, relaxing, head tilt, standing, against wall, looking at viewer, night, outdoors, rain, stone floor, streetlamp, old lampposts, lamplights, gothic architecture, creepy circus background, cowboy shot, from slightly below He is seen from slightly below at cowboy-shot distance, his back and left shoulder pressed flat against a wet stone wall that runs up the left edge of the frame while the street opens away to his right. He is exceptionally tall and narrow โ€” long shins, a short torso tapering to a small waist cinched by the coat belt โ€” and his weight rests on his right leg with the left knee slightly bent, the left foot turned out on the wet flagstones; his head tilts to his right so the crown of it leans toward the wall and his throat is bare above the loosened white ascot. His short black hair is soaked flat in wet points and wavy strands, parted bangs hanging in dark spikes over his forehead, water running from the tips down his temple and along his jaw. Clown makeup has been rained on: a white base smeared thin at the jaw and nose, a red mouth-shape painted wide around his lips, and black tear-trails streaking from both lower lids in wet lines that break up over his cheekbones. His sky blue eyes glow from under half-closed lids, lit from within, and he looks straight at the viewer with a slow open smile that shows his teeth, one corner of it higher than the other. His right hand, gloved in white and darkened at the fingertips by rain, lifts a lit cigarette near his cheekbone, the ember a small hot orange point at the tip; a thin blue-grey stream of smoke leaves his slightly parted lips and slides away to the right, and where it crosses the lamplight it glows at its edges while the lower drift of it breaks apart against the wall. His left gloved hand hangs hooked by the thumb into his coat pocket, dragging the unbuttoned white shirt open across the chest, the soaked fabric clinging to his ribs and translucent at the placket. The black coat collar is turned up, one lapel plastered to his shoulder by rain, the hem hanging heavy and dripping; the black choker sits snug at his throat beneath the loose ascot knot. Black trousers darken with wet and end in black shoes standing in a shallow puddle on the stone floor. Behind him the street becomes a creeping circus of gothic architecture: wrought-iron arches and gargoyles, a striped tent-roof scaled with wet canvas, painted wooden panels of grinning faces whose eyes are burnt-out sockets, all of it tilted and wrong and receding into a fog of rain. Old lampposts with flaking green-black ironwork line the stone floor, each holding one sodium lamp of warm amber light; the nearest lamp stands at his left, so its light strikes the left side of his face and shoulder and throws a long hard shadow of his tilted head back against the wall, and the far lamps dim to pearls in the rain. The night sky is a black vault, and every glow in it โ€” the cigarette ember under his chin, the sodium lamps, the cold blue of his eyes โ€” is the only light there is. Rain falls as fine diagonal needles, visible only where it crosses a lamp. He and the wall and the ground are one wet register of black, oxblood-amber and cold blue-white; the white shirt and gloves are the brightest things on the frame. His head is tilted, his eyes half shut, his shoulders down: this is a man entirely at ease in a place that should not be. Quiet, damp, faintly wrong.
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1boy, solo, tall male, slender body, small waist, black hair, messy hair, short hair, wavy hair, wet hair, parted bangs, sky blue eyes, glowing eyes, half-closed eyes, smile, teeth, lips, clown makeup, black eye trail, black tears, black choker, collared shirt, white shirt, unbuttoned shirt, black coat, white ascot, disheveled clothes, wet clothes, white gloves, black pants, black shoes, holding a cigarette, exhaling smoke, cigarette ember, relaxing, head tilt, standing, against wall, looking at viewer, night, outdoors, rain, stone floor, streetlamp, old lampposts, lamplights, gothic architecture, creepy circus background, cowboy shot, from slightly below He is seen from slightly below at cowboy-shot distance, his back and left shoulder pressed flat against a wet stone wall that runs up the left edge of the frame while the street opens away to his right. He is exceptionally tall and narrow โ€” long shins, a short torso tapering to a small waist cinched by the coat belt โ€” and his weight rests on his right leg with the left knee slightly bent, the left foot turned out on the wet flagstones; his head tilts to his right so the crown of it leans toward the wall and his throat is bare above the loosened white ascot. His short black hair is soaked flat in wet points and wavy strands, parted bangs hanging in dark spikes over his forehead, water running from the tips down his temple and along his jaw. Clown makeup has been rained on: a white base smeared thin at the jaw and nose, a red mouth-shape painted wide around his lips, and black tear-trails streaking from both lower lids in wet lines that break up over his cheekbones. His sky blue eyes glow from under half-closed lids, lit from within, and he looks straight at the viewer with a slow open smile that shows his teeth, one corner of it higher than the other. His right hand, gloved in white and darkened at the fingertips by rain, lifts a lit cigarette near his cheekbone, the ember a small hot orange point at the tip; a thin blue-grey stream of smoke leaves his slightly parted lips and slides away to the right, and where it crosses the lamplight it glows at its edges while the lower drift of it breaks apart against the wall. His left gloved hand hangs hooked by the thumb into his coat pocket, dragging the unbuttoned white shirt open across the chest, the soaked fabric clinging to his ribs and translucent at the placket. The black coat collar is turned up, one lapel plastered to his shoulder by rain, the hem hanging heavy and dripping; the black choker sits snug at his throat beneath the loose ascot knot. Black trousers darken with wet and end in black shoes standing in a shallow puddle on the stone floor. Behind him the street becomes a creeping circus of gothic architecture: wrought-iron arches and gargoyles, a striped tent-roof scaled with wet canvas, painted wooden panels of grinning faces whose eyes are burnt-out sockets, all of it tilted and wrong and receding into a fog of rain. Old lampposts with flaking green-black ironwork line the stone floor, each holding one sodium lamp of warm amber light; the nearest lamp stands at his left, so its light strikes the left side of his face and shoulder and throws a long hard shadow of his tilted head back against the wall, and the far lamps dim to pearls in the rain. The night sky is a black vault, and every glow in it โ€” the cigarette ember under his chin, the sodium lamps, the cold blue of his eyes โ€” is the only light there is. Rain falls as fine diagonal needles, visible only where it crosses a lamp. He and the wall and the ground are one wet register of black, oxblood-amber and cold blue-white; the white shirt and gloves are the brightest things on the frame. His head is tilted, his eyes half shut, his shoulders down: this is a man entirely at ease in a place that should not be. Quiet, damp, faintly wrong.
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1boy, black hair, messy hair, short hair, wavy hair, wet hair, parted bangs, lips, sky blue eyes, glowing eyes, smile, teeth, half-closed eyes, collared shirt, white shirt, black coat, white ascot, unbuttoned shirt, disheveled clothes, white gloves, clown makeup, tall male, slender body, small waist, holding a cigarette, exhaling smoke, cigarette ember, black eye trail, black tears, relaxing, creepy circus background, gothic architecture, night, lamplights, looking at viewer, black pants, black shoes, black choker, wet clothes, rain, outdoors, stone floor, streetlamp, old lampposts, against wall, head tilt, standing, ,gagaga_style, high quality, detailed eyes, refined facial features, clean lineart, detailed hair, smooth cel shading,semi-realistic anime illustration, clean fine lineart, hybrid cel shading, dimensional rendering, defined shadow shapes, lustrous highlights,masterpiece, best quality, ultra detailed,anime style, refined lineart,
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