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Based on an image by Frank Kelly Freas. My new favourite artist ever...

Prompt: 3:4 format, A retro-futuristic science fiction illustration by Kelly Freas depicting a male cyborg figure centered in the frame. Sitting with his elbows on a reflective onyx surface. The subject wears a polished, reflective head covering silver egg shaped metallic helmet with a thin dark visor showing no facial featured except two small glowing red eyes and vertical slots in the lower face of the smooth egg shaped helmet. He is dressed in a simple, textured rust-orange button-down shirt sleeves rolled up to just below his elbows. His human right arm is grabbing the bicep of his left arm His left forearm has been replaced by a complex, articulated mechanical robotic limb with metallic segments and gears. His robotic left is raised up with its elbo still on the onyx surface holding up a thin, smoking cigarette between the metallic fingers of his robotic hand, with a faint plume of smoke rising from the lower slots in his helmet and teh cigarette. The background is a golden-yellow surface covered in an intricate, schematic-like diagram of electrical circuits, vacuum tubes, and biological cell structures drawn in dark brown lines. The lighting is warm and ambient, emphasizing the contrast between the shiny metallic textures of the helmet and arm and the organic, worn appearance of the shirt. The composition is a portrait-style mid-shot, conveying a somber, contemplative, and gritty cyberpunk atmosphere with a distinct vintage 1950s pulp magazine aesthetic by Frank Kelly Freas

An ominous, photorealistic high-angle portrait portrays a cyborg in an orange work shirt, adorned with an antique silver metal helmet and red glowing eyes, clutching a cigarette in his robotic hand. Wisps of smoke unfurl from the cigarette and his helmet’s mouth, adding to the intrigue. He sits before an aged amber-yellow schematic background, etched with detailed circuit diagrams, vacuum tubes, gears, and a cell wall, all reflecting on a dark, polished table. His human hand rests gently on his robotic arm, its elbow supported by the table, which bears faint golden vein-like patterns. The cyborg’s orange shirt is slightly worn and torn, evoking a sense of history and hard work.