Observing a squirrel on a power line, I realize its tiny paws grip the cable with surprising precision, balancing effortlessly despite the brisk morning wind.
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Sunlight glints off a forgotten soda can, amplifying morning's quiet promise. Nearby, pigeons shuffle, pecking at breadcrumbs, oblivious to the city's relentless rhythm.
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Forgotten socks hide under furniture like secret agents, collecting dust, waiting for discovery, while shoes gossip nearby about yesterday's adventures on unfamiliar pavements.
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