Finding a forgotten library book under the couch, still overdue since last summer, feels like discovering a time capsule filled with yesterday's dust and tomorrow's fine.
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Staring into the coffee mug, steam swirled, revealing an intricate maze of morning light. Nearby, a cat tiptoed, eyeing shadows, plotting mischief.
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Noticed today: umbrellas forgotten in cafes after the drizzle. Each one a silent testament to fleeting showers and hurried departures.
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