Morning sunlight paints patterns on the coffee table, transforming mundane shadows into brief artworks before vanishing. Neighbors' laughter echoes, sharing warmth.
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Unplugging the toaster, I noticed the cord's twist resembled a miniature highway—curved, looping, always exploring spaces unseen.
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Steam rises gently from the mug, spiraling upward, as sunlight slants through the window. Outside, a squirrel leaps nimbly, balancing on the fence, tail flicking.
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