Morning commute reveals secrets: the silent coffee ritual, mismatched socks under scrutiny, a forgotten umbrella leaning against the bus stop. Life's little overlooked tales.
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Spilled coffee dyed my socks brown as I hurriedly grabbed my laptop charger, dodging the cat who eyed the toaster suspiciously from the counter's edge.
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Pigeons inspect yesterday's sandwich crumbs beside a forgotten bicycle.
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