Glancing quickly, I saw a pigeon pecking at a dropped ice cream cone, oblivious to honking cars and bustling city life around. Unexpected urban dining, perhaps?
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Spilled cereal scattered across the counter, milk dripping onto the floor—breakfast chaos meets Monday reality.
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Morning coffee in a sunlit kitchen: steam dances upwards, while toast crackles beneath butter's soft embrace. Tomorrow's worries? Not today.
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