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casually rolled or pushed toward her forearms, and a dark green-and-gray plaid garment tied around her waist. Her bent posture and the angle of the counter create a diagonal line through her upper body, while her lower body extends...

clouds rolled low And the pigeons turned slow Every coin in my hand Started leaning south I laughed at the sign For no reason at all One small spark, one wrong turn And I want it now [Chorus] Pocket full of matches Pocket full of matches...

massive shape. ​ That figure imitated the appearance of the Gais family. ​ Even created a window. ​ Gaisuga chuckled. ​ “You’re good at imitating, huh.” ​ The fake Gais swung the spear. ​ Gais went and repelled it with a shield. ​ Bang! ​ And...

lip shape, chin, forehead, hairline, hairstyle, skin tone, and facial proportions. Do not embellish, alter, or replace facial features. The face must appear as a direct stylization of the same person. Detailed pencil sketch portrait of a...

lip shape, chin, forehead, hairline, hairstyle, skin tone, and facial proportions. Do NOT beautify, morph, or replace facial features. The face must look like a direct stylized translation of the same person. Detailed graphite pencil...

were rolled up, that they could barely see my pupils. At first, they thought I was joking because they laughed. But as I put my hand over each of their faces and said how they would die (I couldn't remember what I specifically said to...

has rolled a drunkard. He pursues her along the walk., overtakes her and there is a struggle. A policeman’s whistle breaks it up. The figures disappear. roll a drunkard : 술 취한 사람의 주머니를 털다, 취객을 강탈하다 [Some moments later...

sturdier shape. I smooth and flatten the top of the torso, and pick away the unsightly debris clinging to its flanks. Once the figure is carefully shaped, I gather fresh, pristine snow and spread it like mortar over its frame. Only then...

whole shape on the outside. Gimbap is no different. The black dried seaweed (gim) embraces the inner ingredients tightly, never revealing them until the very end. The sharp sourness of the pickled radish, the subtle earthiness of spinach...