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Steam rises from morning subway grates as commuters clutch paper cups, dodging puddles. A saxophone echoes through tunnels, notes mingling with distant train rumbles.
Steaming coffee fogged up the glasses of a hurried commuter awkwardly balancing a precariously stacked breakfast sandwich, daring gravity with every step.
Sneakers squeaked across polished linoleum as the custodian hummed an old tune, while fluorescent lights buzzed softly overhead in the empty school hallway.
Morning sunbeam found its way through dusty blinds, illuminating yesterday's half-finished crossword beside an empty cup. Shadows danced briefly, then vanished.