Prompt: Before jogging on Orman Alma, I flew easily through the area. Found one shoe and one sneaker along the way. The dogs slept, and unknown birds sang. Everything is fine, and tomorrow the trail and maps are distributed.
Prompt: Went out for the evening. We were almost crushed by scooter maniacs on their way, we saw a gang of hedgehogs who were lying around and eating grass, they probably slept there, it seems to me. Then we found the barricades, climbed through them and ran to the finish line.
Prompt: Fresh and summery. In the distance, a door creaked and the lock was unscrewed. Ahead was a man who disappeared in his jeep. The plant has a chemical smell that has read the lungs. The cobblestones are laid. Dogs in black robes sunbathe on their territory. The reeds rustle, the sweet clover turns yellow and calls the bees for honey. A girl with a large trunk walked in front, fell along the trails to the finish line and, in a good mood, completed the movement.
Prompt: After a Sunday rest, everyday rest was needed. After recovering from kebabs with sorrel soup, I ran through the summer streets, which are good, but also stink of truth. The finish line was simple, the stages are standing and there are parking spaces for the disabled.
Prompt: The sun is shining and pies, pancakes and buns are baked for bus drivers. Of course, runners are not baked. I go up the hill, the flock is sleeping, a used, but unshakable sheepskin coat lies on the side of the road. It smells of gas and chemicals, production works like clockwork. Somewhere, stronger dogs are humming. At the pipes, the gangsters deal with each other.
Prompt: Good on the street. We have accumulated secret dungeons, soon it will be possible to walk in them with flashlights. You can't see anything for miles around. A bug hit his leg. Teachers and caretakers are repairing the school.
Prompt: Smoke rises from the chimney and acid rain pours small droplets over me. I move between puddles and mud. I hide under the sheets and find myself on asphalt, clumsy people occupy half the road on foot. Na ma
Prompt: Today we ran through the wet park. We saw a lot of mushrooms runners from SpartaKaraganda, KaragandaRun and, of course, BezgRUNIchnykh. I also saw Alexei Podperigora and Omir. Many others, unexpectedly Olga Bel and E-800 (Ekaterina Lakomkina), and Dima Demidkov led us morally supported in a light rain. And I'm glad for that.
Prompt: Went out for a run at the worst time of the day. In the evening. And there they dance lezginka in a cafe under the light of light bulbs, they play rap about the streets and women. It's drizzling rain, which drives you on. The GPS is hidden behind the trees, so the satellites are broken again. And then I ran through the empty market, through garages and a gas station straight to the stadium. I couldn’t find Lekha, so I circled around the stadium and through the autumn leaves to the finish line.
Prompt: In the morning, under the golden yellow leaves, I ran into the autumn. He ruffled the leaves and kicked them. I let pedestrians through, looked at the sale of socks, and across the other side of the street, running through people, I ended up at a concrete fence.
Prompt: Watering trucks drive around and water the roads for no reason now. I was on the other side and the water did not refresh me. The sun was shining and brought happiness, the board was decorated with crayons and drawings. New asphalt on Rakhat
Prompt: I hit a satellite dish on the head and the signal went off. He ran past the grandfathers and ran to school and kindergarten. Along the way, people are young people, however. In the park, dogs shit and bury poop underground. Don't step on me, dear comrade. The leaves are falling and people stop for a second to replace it.
Prompt: Bloody sunrise, purple sunrise, yellow sunrise, and under these sunrises a man in hawk sneakers and a regular caftan is running. It's cold, the market is empty, there's no trading. Future snow hangs over the sky. The first exit after the road is the seventh road. Time to take me back to the middle zhuz.
Prompt: Good in the last days of October. Bald trees, the weather with black clouds and only abandoned roads cry for people. They can't find any traces.
Prompt: Milk, milk came from every direction. It’s good that I don’t like it, otherwise I would have drunk it. Strange people roll around in the mud and then go on the sidewalks to run over pedestrians. The man was talking loudly on the phone, as if not with the interlocutor, but with everyone around him
Prompt: Today is a great day for us, in honor of the Day of the First President, our Father of the Nation and the Great Helmsman, who is also known as Sausages It Snowed. It didn’t give us any light or light, but it was still extreme. Cars almost hit me
Prompt: Okay, that's good. At Christmas, go shopping for gifts. Santa Claus prepared gifts at the trash can. Run and take unlimited quantities. As much as you want.
Prompt: Crazy January threw snow, I tripped over the mountain and fell into its snowdrift. But he got up and rushed on. The little dog wanted to chew me up. There is a New Year in the windows, and preparations for Christmas. And people eat salads for breakfast before it goes bad.
Prompt: I fought for snow, fought for grass, fought and fought, and again I’m here, but I might not be here. The gray and yellow snow porridge costs a lot, so to speak.
Prompt: The frost is cracking lightly, and the trees are cracking not lightly. One fell, and the other barely fell, flew past him. If this log fell, I would become Pinocchio. The lights on the skating rink are blinking. The traffic light is blinking, and the wall has become not a wall, but a wall for trade stalls. Dogs are walked in a padded jacket and padded jacket.
Prompt: The snow has become stable, and you can box the robot outside the shops. They dug trenches in the park, where it is very convenient to move around. A man jumped out of nowhere with a bottle of water, but not for me.
Prompt: I stalled in the rich snow of the outskirts, and somewhere before the transition they poured boiling water from pipes onto the snow and there was mud instead of a snowdrift, and I stepped on it. I got confused again through the snowdrifts and jumped out to the orange men scraping the passage. After that I found myself at the bell.
Prompt: Uhhh damn the scorching wind, it burned the corner of my mouth, it was already on fire. On the deserted road the lights are turned off, the light is on in the panorama of windows. There is a lot of fuss at the traffic lights; the kids are punished by dangerous ice. The police left a green vest and a cap in the car, I thought they were there, but it’s fake. A man got out of the car with thunder, and somewhere far away Aiman tried to catch up with me, but she didn’t catch up.
Prompt: Everything has cooled down, frozen and hardened, you can move a little faster, not like yesterday. Milk flows in cans at sales points. And the wind whispers forward to rush forward after the signs of fate. Fate will connect us again on Thursday and Sunday.
Prompt: Trail Sunday sections. At first I fell on the ice in celebration, I thought I broke my arm, but no, I scratched my palm. I ran through the melting condensed milk while the dogs barked at me. But I told them in plain English that I need to move on and not gnaw bones with you. Business garages. Treasure hunters brought the ladle in the morning and have been digging the earth since the very morning in search of treasure from the rich khan. The police flash their lights. Behind the dark clouds there is a bright sun
Prompt: I ran through the park along the big roads, cross-country roads, there were a lot of people on the paths, they almost trampled into the trash and not into the trash. There is a lot of grass and apple trees are blooming.
Prompt: There is frost over the walls made of stockings and rags, and the fence next to it is almost covered in snow. The gray car had fluid incontinence and the snow where the car stood turned pink. Drivers of all stripes are trying to start and dump for a couple of hours in other areas. Steam blows from the basement, through the concrete blinds
Prompt: Children were brought to the kindergarten on sledges, on skis, on carts. Get rid of them for a day and be happy about it. Frost tickles your cheeks. Police footage of inattentive drivers. Traffic light away from the sun instead, rising red light
Prompt: In the dark, I did not see the ice and fell on it. On the back is fun, the leg hurts a little bit. Ran. Nothing can be seen in the dark except for the lanterns and Christmas trees in the skylights on the first floors. The guy with the red hat will probably hang gifts for them on the ropes
Prompt: An incomprehensible failure in the clock, the clock melted from frost, maybe I don’t know. The wind blows through the corners, and you yourself can’t keep your feet either, but you slip and fall. But it looks like you've already won
Prompt: The Buddha puffed on his scented, tasteful candles. Now you can't see anything below. Happened joy slippery roads sprinkled with sand. Everyone is already well. At least. Warehouse traffic lights, but only the colors of the circles are missing. Behind the smoke of candles, a new day rises.
Prompt: On March 8, congratulated the girls. They gave gifts and read poems as if to rap. They covered their feet with snow, saw many new Andreevs. And lightly slipped
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Rare Deep Dream: is any dream which went deeper than level 6.
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Deep Dream
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