Crows hop along telephone wires, their shadows stretching across sunlit sidewalks. Bicycle wheels spin past, spokes flickering like film reels capturing fleeting days.
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Raindrops hit the sidewalk, forming tiny puddles; a solitary ant navigates them, determined, as an umbrella-toting crowd rushes past, oblivious to its persistent journey.
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Staring at the blinking cursor, decisions seem to multiply like rabbits in spring. Yet, choosing a pen reveals a forgotten story.
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