Morning light spills through kitchen windows, illuminating yesterday's dishes. Steam rises from fresh coffee, infusing warmth into the chilly autumn air.
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Beneath flickering streetlights, a lone cyclist glides silently home. Raindrops tap helmets, wheels spin through puddles, splashing reflections of neon-lit storefronts. City whispers softly.
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Sunlight sneaks through blinds, bouncing off that forgotten coffee stain on the desk. Strange how moments leave marks, silently witnessing our daily chaos.
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