Tuesday morning, a coffee shop opens. Barista grins, steam swirls. Nearby, a squirrel investigates acorns, ignoring the bustling sidewalk. Autumn leaves crunch underfoot.
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Beneath neon flickers, a cat lounges atop the laundromat’s warm dryers, watching coins tumble into the machine. Nearby, someone sips lukewarm coffee, pondering lost socks.
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Sudden downpour transformed sidewalks into streams; commuters splashed, umbrellas flipping—chaos and laughter mingled in unexpected, watery ballet.
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