Staring at the blinking cursor, Sarah realized her coffee cup glowed mysteriously red, hinting at secret midnight adventures in the bustling city that never seemed to sleep.
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Raindrops splatter asphalt, creating puddles that mirror city lights. An old man huddles beneath a tattered umbrella, his newspaper shield against blustery gusts. Nearby, a cyclist speeds past, tires skimming water.
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Coffee steam curls; sunlight dances through translucent curtains.
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