Morning traffic reflects countless brake lights, forming a glowing red river. Commuters sip coffee, eyes glazed, while street musicians strum softly, unnoticed in the rush.
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Streetlights flicker, revealing puddles reflecting neon signs. A cat leaps, tail high, vanishing into shadows. Nearby, a forgotten glove waves farewell.
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"Unexpectedly, the kettle serenaded us with its whistle, summoning breakfast."
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