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Tangled Up In Blue (part four)

• Model: Nano Banana 2 (Ultra)

• Size: 4800 X 3584 (17.20 MP)

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  • Prompt: She was workin’ in a Go Go Bar And I stopped in for a beer I just kept lookin’ at the side of her face In the spotlight so clear And later on as the crowd thinned out I’s just about to do the same She was standing there in back of my chair Said to me, “Don’t I know your name?” I muttered somethin’ underneath my breath She studied the lines on my face I must admit I felt a little uneasy When she bent down to tie the laces of my shoe Tangled up in blue
  • Using base image: No
  • Aspect Ratio: landscape

Tangled Up in Blue (part two)

• Model: Nano Banana 2 (Ultra)

• Size: 4800 X 3584 (17.20 MP)

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  • Prompt: She was married when we first met Soon to be divorced I helped her out of a jam, I guess But I used a little too much force We drove that car as far as we could Abandoned it out West Split up on a dark sad night Both agreeing it was best She turned around to look at me As I was walkin’ away I heard her say over my shoulder “We’ll meet again someday on the avenue” Tangled up in blue
  • Using base image: Yes

Tangled Up in Blue (part one)

• Model: Nano Banana 2 (Pro)

• Size: 1200 X 896 (1.08 MP)

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  • Prompt: Early one mornin’ the sun was shinin’ I was layin’ in bed Wond’rin’ if she’d changed at all If her hair was still red Her folks they said our lives together Sure was gonna be rough They never did like Mama’s homemade dress Papa’s bankbook wasn’t big enough And I was standin’ on the side of the road Rain fallin’ on my shoes Heading out for the East Coast Lord knows I’ve paid some dues gettin’ through Tangled up in blue
  • Using base image: No
  • Aspect Ratio: landscape

A Simple Twist of Fate

• Model: Nano Banana 2 (Ultra)

• Size: 4800 X 3584 (17.20 MP)

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  • Prompt: A saxophone someplace far off played As she was walking on by the arcade As the light bust through a beat up shade Where he was waking up She dropped a coin into the cup Another blind man at the gate And forgot about a simple twist of fate He woke up, the room was bare He didn't see her anywhere He told himself he didn't care Pushed the window open wide Felt an emptiness inside To which he just could not relate Brought on by a simple twist of fate He hears the ticking of the clocks And walks along with a parrot that talks Hunts her down by the waterfront docks Where the sailors all come in Maybe she'll pick him out again How long must he wait? One more time for a simple twist of fate People tell me it's a sin To know and feel too much within I still believe she was my twin but I lost the ring She was born in spring But I was born too late Blame it on a simple twist of fate
  • Using base image: No
  • Aspect Ratio: landscape

Subterranean Homesick Blues

• Model: FluX

• Size: 1152 X 864 (1.00 MP)

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  • Prompt: Johnny’s in the basement Mixing up the medicine I’m on the pavement Thinking about the government The man in the trench coat Badge out, laid off Says he’s got a bad cough Wants to get it paid off Look out kid It’s somethin’ you did God knows when But you’re doin’ it again You better duck down the alley way Lookin’ for a new friend The man in the coon-skin cap By the big pen Wants eleven dollar bills You only got ten Maggie comes fleet foot Face full of black soot Talkin’ that the heat put Plants in the bed but The phone’s tapped anyway Maggie says that many say They must bust in early May Orders from the D.A. Look out kid Don’t matter what you did Walk on your tiptoes Don’t try “No-Doz” Better stay away from those That carry around a fire hose Keep a clean nose Watch the plain clothes You don’t need a weatherman To know which way the wind blows Get sick, get well Hang around a ink well Ring bell, hard to tell If anything is goin’ to sell Try hard, get barred Get back, write braille Get jailed, jump bail Join the army, if you fail Look out kid You’re gonna get hit But users, cheaters Six-time losers Hang around the theaters Girl by the whirlpool Lookin’ for a new fool Don’t follow leaders Watch the parkin’ meters Ah get born, keep warm Short pants, romance, learn to dance Get dressed, get blessed Try to be a success Please her, please him, buy gifts Don’t steal, don’t lift Twenty years of schoolin’ And they put you on the day shift Look out kid They keep it all hid Better jump down a manhole Light yourself a candle Don’t wear sandals Try to avoid the scandals Don’t wanna be a bum You better chew gum The pump don’t work ’Cause the vandals took the handles
  • Using base image: No
  • Aspect Ratio: landscape

Blowing ind the Wind

• Model: Artistic

• Size: 896 X 704 (0.63 MP)

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  • Prompt: How many roads must a man walk down, Before you call him a man?, How many seas must the white dove sail, Before she sleeps in the sand?, Yes, and how many times must the cannonballs fly, Before they're forever banned?,
  • Using base image: No
  • Aspect Ratio: landscape

Landy's Dylan Respite

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• Size: 896 X 1152 (1.03 MP)

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  • Prompt: Landy's Dylan Respite: Bob Dylan relaxing with his guitar in a candid moment, as seen through Elliott Landy's lens.
  • Using base image: No
  • Aspect Ratio: portrait

All along the watchtower….

• Model: Artistic

• Size: 896 X 704 (0.63 MP)

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  • Prompt: There must be some kind of way outta here Said the Druid to the thief There's too much confusion Princes kept the view While all the women came and went Barefoot servants, too Well, uh, outside in the cold distance A wildcat did growl Two riders were approaching And the wind began to howl, hey
  • Using base image: No
  • Aspect Ratio: landscape