Morning traffic sounds like an orchestra tuning up: honking horns play discordant notes while engines hum a steady bassline, all synchronized by blinking red lights.
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Staring at the microwave, I wondered why popcorn bags only inflate when nobody's watching. Each kernel seems to conspire in secret, plotting crunchy surprises.
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Staring intently at the toaster, Sam contemplated the strange satisfaction of seeing perfectly browned bread eject with precision, like a tiny breakfast celebration.
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