Yesterday, a squirrel dashed across the sidewalk, clutching a bright green avocado pit like a pirate with newfound treasure. Curious onlookers paused, momentarily forgetting their bustling errands.
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Morning traffic reveals odd habits: commuters in identical cars, sipping coffee, balancing breakfast burritos, while radio hosts debate trivial topics with unusual enthusiasm.
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Clocks don't tick anymore, they hum. Digital timekeepers silently slice moments, yet we still glance at walls seeking reassurance from familiar faces.
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