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<lora:F1D_Volodymyr-Zelenskyy_v01e07:1> 23l3n5kyy A very small man, barely reaching the table, with wild, eager eyes and a nervous smile, with slicked-back, unwashed hair, wearing a heavily patched army jacket with a dozen medals that don’t seem to belong to him. The person is sitting across from an exhausted banker, slamming a crumpled piece of paper labeled **"Super Death Laser - Needs $$$"** onto the desk, his tiny hands gesturing excitedly. Dim office lighting, stacks of financial reports in the background. Watercolor painting. Soft edges, muted colors, satirical desperation.​​​