In an abandoned asylum, a rusted wheelchair sits in the middle of a decrepit hallway, its wheels forever stilled. The peeling walls, once a sterile white, now bear the scars of countless forgotten stories. <lora:grainy- v1:0. 5>
In a once-bustling factory, now silent and still, a single machine stands alone, its gears and belts forever frozen in time. A faded photograph, pinned to a nearby wall, shows the smiling faces of the workers who once brought life to this now-empty space.
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