Staring at the screen, I realized my coffee tasted precisely like cardboard.
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Morning light sneaks through blinds, illuminating forgotten laundry piles.
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Morning light glances over an untouched croissant, inviting spontaneous joy.
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Freshly brewed coffee echoes morning's promise; sunlight kisses sleepy sidewalks.
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Beneath flickering streetlights, shadows dance to the hum of distant traffic.
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Crisp autumn leaves crunch beneath sneakers, revealing hidden acorn treasures.
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Socks missing? Check behind the washing machine; dust bunnies hoard them.
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Morning light hits the toaster, setting a stage for crispy, golden breakfast magic.
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Fresh laundry aroma dances through morning air as coffee brews quietly nearby.
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