
<lora:AlecSothStyle:1>Alec Soth Style, a traveling knife sharpener standing beside his battered cart on the edge of a quiet suburban street his hands stained with years of metal dust, the whetstone wheel is worn down unevenly and a collection of well-used blades are arranged in neat rows on a faded cloth, an old transistor radio plays muffled news updates from deep inside his bag, a hand-painted sign reading knives sharpened while you wait leans against the cart its letters faded but still legible, his face is lean his expression one of patience and quiet determination as he waits for the next customer to wander by
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