Stray sock in the laundry basket wonders if it will ever find its mate, as the dryer hums a tune only forgotten items understand.
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Morning sunlight bounces off the toaster, casting an unexpected spotlight on yesterday's forgotten crumb. Breakfast becomes an archaeological dig in an ordinary kitchen.
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Damp socks slouch against wet pavement, whispering secret regrets of forgotten umbrellas. Meanwhile, hungry pigeons plot beneath gray skies, waiting for lunch crumbs.
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