Worn sneakers rest by his door, capturing today's journey: spilled coffee, two puddles, and a sprint for the elusive morning bus.
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"Sunset lights hit the old library's brick facade. Books inside whisper forgotten tales, while outside, cyclists rush past, chasing fleeting daylight."
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Silent roads echo distant engines; morning light reveals forgotten sidewalk chalk drawings—yesterday’s adventures captured in fleeting colors.
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