Every morning, a dog in sneakers jogs past the bakery, glancing sideways at muffins cooling on racks. Pavement echoes with rhythm; steam rises, unnoticed.
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Beneath city lights, a lone cyclist pedals home. Tires hum softly, echoing through empty streets. Moonlit puddles reflect fleeting moments of urban solitude.
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Every morning, the cat leaps precisely onto the newspaper, pawing articles like an editor critiquing headlines. Meanwhile, coffee simmers, filling rooms with warmth.
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