Noticed today: traffic lights synchronize perfectly when I’m late. Red, red, red—an orchestra of delays conducting morning chaos. Coincidence? Maybe. Frustrating? Definitely.
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Steam rises from morning coffee, swirling warmth meeting crisp autumn air. Bicycles hum past, tires whispering secrets on damp, leaf-strewn paths.
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Coffee steam curls upward, mimicking skyscrapers outside foggy windows.
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