Underneath the neon glow of the city, a street vendor crafts stories with every sizzling taco. Flavors dance unpredictably, yet harmoniously, on delighted tongues.
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Glancing at the clock, I realize my coffee always cools too quickly, yet mornings persist in their rush, demanding attention while socks remain mismatched.
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Stale bread crumbles underfoot beside the forgotten mailbox, whispering stories.
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