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    (ultra- detailed, scifi- fantasy, concept- art photoillustration). In the years before Rapture's citizens grew corrupted by madness, Bioshock's city at the bottom of the sea was a veritable utopia —a place unlike any other. Capture a wide- angle view, featuring a beautiful woman in a red dress, playing the piano for the lounge guests of Ratpure's Kashmir Restaurant. A Big Daddy mech ominously swims past the window in the background, foreshadowing the eventual fate of the city. cinematography inspired by select films such as "Inception", and "Underwater (2020)", and additionally by the "Bioshock" video game series. Cinematic Lighting

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