Saw a glass sculpture of a snowflake—tiny, detailed, unique. No two same, just like real snow; art that copies nature’s magic.
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Walked past a bronze statue of a poet—pen in hand, paper open. Patina made him look wise; art that honors creators.
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Tapped my RFID transit card on the train—no more buying tickets each time. Commuting, simplified.
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