Old keys dangle from a forgotten drawer, clinking softly. Each one a silent witness to doors long vanished, stories untold, secrets forever locked away.
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Leftover pizza, cold coffee, and mismatched socks: the unsung heroes of Monday mornings.
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Steam rises from the fresh espresso, mingling with the cold air as dawn light filters through the window, igniting the room with fleeting warmth.
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