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‘Most disturbing AI website on Internet’ can find every single picture that exists of you

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The current world of technology is suddenly going through an overflow of AI websites. While most of them have helped humanity, there are certain websites that are quite scary. There are certain Chatbots who have also lent their strength to multiple conspiracy theories- with some stating that they want access to nuclear codes. Others have attempted to convince humans to leave their partners by claiming that they don’t really care or love each other. Recently, an individual created an AI copy of his voice and displayed how it could have been nefariously used to break into his bank account. All that was required was just a few personal details.

Despite the apparent villainy possible through these AI, there is actually one AI website that has been decreed as the most disturbing on the Internet. The website, for those who are curious, is called PimEyes. The premise of this website is that you provide them with a photo of yourself, and it starts scouting the entire Internet to identify any pictures that are present of you online- which would allow you to see all the places where there are any snaps of you floating around.

While some individuals believe it would be extremely helpful for one to control how their image is used and where others have called it a stalker’s dream. When a researcher decided to use this website to see how authentic it was, it showed a couple of pictures of the researcher, as well as a few images of people who had similar facial structures.

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