Pigeons gather near the neon-lit café, pecking at forgotten crumbs. A cyclist zips past, narrowly missing a puddle. Evening breezes carry the scent of fresh popcorn.
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Silent escalators hum beneath weary feet while neon lights flicker overhead, casting fleeting shadows across vibrant, bustling cityscapes.
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Socks mysteriously disappear, yet lone survivors always linger under beds, tangled in dust, defying logic and laundry baskets with unmatched tenacity.
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