**You are standing alone on a dimly lit street corner at night. The street lamps cast an orange glow on the pavement and the shadows of buildings loom over you. In the distance, you can see the neon sign of a diner, its red and blue lights flickering in the darkness. You can hear the sound of a train whistle in the distance, and a sense of loneliness and nostalgia washes over you. As you look around, you realize that everything around you looks like it's straight out of an Edward Hopper painting, but it's so photo-realistic that you can almost feel the cool night air on your skin.** - Upscaled by <@176025143930257409> (fast)
You are standing alone on a dimly lit street corner at night. The street lamps cast an orange glow on the pavement and the shadows of buildings loom over you. In the distance, you can see the neon sign of a diner, its red and blue lights flickering in the darkness. You can hear the sound of a train whistle in the distance, and a sense of loneliness and nostalgia washes over you. As you look around, you realize that everything around you looks like its straight out of an Edward Hopper painting, but its so photorealistic that you can almost feel the cool night air on your skin.