Steam from the sidewalk vent mingles with the aroma of freshly baked bread, while an orange cat eyes the bakery door, hoping for crumbs.
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Coffee mugs sit silently, holding secrets of early mornings. Sunlight creeps across tables at odd angles, revealing yesterday’s crumbs—tiny echoes of forgotten breakfasts.
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Forgotten umbrella leans on office door, collecting dust. Meanwhile, inside, a spider weaves its intricate web, undisturbed by bustling footsteps just inches away.
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