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character: keith_howard, copyright: yu-gi-oh! 1boy, solo, short blonde hair, stubble, sunglasses, eyes hidden, american flag pattern bandana on head, red short-sleeved shirt, navy blue sleeveless jacket, bare arms, silver wristband, beige pants, slouching, hunched over, head down, sitting on old wooden chair, leaning forward, holding bottle, liquor bottle in hand, many bottles on old wooden table, dark room, spotlight, chiaroscuro, from side, cowboy shot, dutch angle, looking down, defeated A low, slightly tilted side view from just below shoulder height: a lone man sits collapsed forward on an old wooden chair at the near end of a scarred old wooden table, body folded over his own knees. His head hangs heavily, chin toward his chest, the short blonde hair falling forward in messy strands; a pair of dark sunglasses sits in the middle of his face and shows only two dim reflections of the light, hiding the eyes entirely. A bandana printed with the American flag — blue canton with white stars on one side, red and white stripes banding across the rest — is tied around his skull, its knot and loose tails at the back of his head where the hair is crushed flat beneath it. Grey-blonde stubble grains his jaw, cheeks and upper lip, catching the light in fine specks. His shoulders roll forward inside a navy blue sleeveless jacket whose armholes leave his bare arms free; under it a red short-sleeved shirt is bunched and creased across his hunched back, its short sleeves ending above the elbow. A flat silver wristband circles one wrist, throwing a small hard glint. Beige trousers crease deeply at the hips and knees as he slumps, one boot planted flat, the other leg sprawled out, one forearm dropping onto the tabletop to prop his sagging weight, fingers loosely curled around the neck of a liquor bottle that tilts a little in his grip, its base just off the wood. A crowd of empty and half-empty liquor bottles covers the table around his arm — tall, squat, amber and green glass, some standing, some lying on their sides, a couple rolled to the table's far edge — each stoppered mouth and shoulder catching a small white highlight, and the nearest bottle throws a long thin shadow across the grain. The chair's old wood is worn pale at the arms and back rail, and it takes his weight at a slant, its rear legs dug into the unseen floor. The room is a dark space: beyond the spotlight the blackness is absolute, no wall, no door, nothing but the table edge and the chair fading out. One hard cone of light drops from above and slightly behind his left shoulder, striking the crown of the bandana, the tops of his shoulders, the rim of the sunglasses and the table's bottles; his face beneath them falls into shadow, and his thrown shadow stretches away from camera across the tabletop. Palette of deep black, warm amber glass and lamplight, muted red, navy and beige. Quiet ruin.
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