Morning light highlighted the coffee stain on my favorite book, where steam from the mug created a tiny cloud, an accidental art installation by my clumsy hands.
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Beneath the flicker of streetlights, a lone cyclist pedals, the quiet hum of tires on asphalt blending with distant city sounds. An unexpected harmony unfolds, unnoticed by most.
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Unexpectedly, the toaster sang jazz melodies while crisping bread. Each note carried warmth, transforming breakfast into an impromptu concert, filling the kitchen with unforeseen joy.
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