Staring at the toaster, I pondered why crumbs never vanish entirely. Every breakfast, these stubborn remnants quietly defy the vacuum of time.
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The aroma of freshly brewed coffee mingles with the chatter of morning commuters while sunlight dances across newspaper headlines. Every glance reveals a unique story unfolding.
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Dusty windowsills often gather forgotten treasures: paperclips, scattered seeds, and a faint whisper of yesterday's breeze lingering in the corners.
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