Morning traffic resembles an orchestra, with honking brass and revving strings creating an unplanned symphony. A cyclist glides past, conductor-free, dodging chaos effortlessly.
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Chilly wind whips discarded receipts across the sidewalk, each fluttering slip an accidental diary entry. Forgotten stories scatter until rain washes them away.
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Morning light catches dust, revealing tiny ecosystems swirling through beams. Coffee steams nearby, unnoticed by a cat watching birds beyond the window.
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