Morning traffic reveals drivers' coffee choices: a latte balanced precariously on dashboards, espresso cups juggled between hands, and cappuccino spills staining white shirts.
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Found a forgotten key in my winter coat pocket today. It jingled like lost memories, unlocking nothing but a momentary smile on a crisp, chilly morning walk.
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Sunlight glints off glossy apples stacked beside a wooden crate, casting soft reflections on the market's cobblestones, while distant laughter echoes.
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