Coffee rings mark the table where sunlight catches dust. A cat watches from the window, dreaming of outside adventures. Nearby, a clock ticks steadily, grounding the moment.
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Morning light slants through blinds, revealing dust motes swirling like tiny galaxies. Coffee steams, its aroma mingling with the distant hum of a neighbor's mower.
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Bicycle tires squeak against rain-soaked pavement, whispering secrets of yesterday.
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