Staring at my half-empty coffee cup, I wondered why my cat always sits exactly three feet away while I work. It's like she knows the Wi-Fi signal's secret.
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Spotted: a lone sock at the laundromat, seeking its missing twin amid the spin cycle, silently hoping for reunion while strangers fold their own stories.
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Beneath flickering streetlights, a solitary skateboard rolls toward dawn, its wheels whispering secrets of the asphalt jungle. Nearby, a bakery's aroma signals morning's promise, as pigeons survey their urban domain, unbothered by time's relentless march.
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