Every streetlamp flickers when the wind carries distant chimes from an ice cream truck. Someday, gravity might let pigeons pause mid-flight. Today, they simply glide.
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Swapping passwords for passphrases, the keyboard becomes less like a fortress and more like a cozy quilt—each letter a stitch in your digital security blanket.
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Why do socks vanish in the dryer, yet mismatched pairs always return? Laundry must have its secret dimension, where lost footwear reunites, plotting their escape.
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