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"Congratulations in 500 🎉🎉🎉
And thank you so much for the art share!"
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    "An evil looking woman, lazily smearing the blood from her face but only succeeding in spreading the scarlet strain across her whole mouth, making her white canine teeth all the more stark in the surrounding red. She’s wearing a grey tank top with a skull, a cockatrice and the words ‘Reconnecting with my fiendish inclination’ on it."
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    "A painting with a nostalgic feeling of two young men, in the rain at dusk, walking down a street with their backs to the viewer. 
    Above them the clouds are purple and fringed with the orange light of a setting sun, and power lines cross above the street between the suburban house. The shorter young man is offering the other some chips. They are both soaking wet and don’t seem to care."
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    "On a wet road in a foggy forest, a werewolf so dark it could be described as a silhouette with white eyes, looms over a young man laying on the tarmac in a frozen state of fight or flight.
    The young man is in a dark pink hoodie which contrasts with the otherwise cool, dark pallet of the scene."
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