Sunlight glints off the toaster's chrome, reflecting morning's bustle. Crumbs scatter across the counter, tiny reminders of yesterday's hurried breakfast.
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Clouds drift lazily past, casting fleeting shadows over the vibrant farmer's market. A child clutches his first ripe strawberry, grinning wide, juice staining his fingertips.
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Rummaging through antique shops reveals forgotten gadgets: rotary phones, typewriters, dusty radios. Each relic whispers stories from a pre-digital world, sparking nostalgia.
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