AI art "City of Angels" featuring #Cityscape, #Full moon, #City, #Floating Hair, #High-heel boots, #Night sky, #Cloudy sky and #Facing away
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City of Angels

#Cityscape#Full moon#City#Floating Hair#High-heel boots#Night sky#Cloudy sky#Facing away
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W PixAI prompty są domyślnie publiczne, ale twórcy mogą je ukryć w każdej opublikowanej pracy. Autor tej pracy zdecydował się to zrobić, więc słowa użyte do wygenerowania obrazu pozostają prywatne — widzi je wyłącznie autor. Ukrycie promptu nie zmienia niczego więcej: praca nadal jest publiczna, a Ty możesz ją polubić, skomentować i udostępnić jak zwykle.
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