living on passion and hopium
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Crisp autumn air smells like freshly printed books, the city buzzes with anticipation, and a lone squirrel expertly balances atop a fence, clutching its newfound treasure.
Morning light glinted off the toaster as Sarah discovered her left sock missing again. Her cat, Barry, eyed the remnants of breakfast with calculated indifference.
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