Early morning in the city, I sighed. Is there anything better? A time for quiet contemplation; a meditation on stillness. Birds chirping and leaves rustling. Sidewalks sparsely populated by dogs and the humans they tethered. Passing the library, a queue of people caught my attention. How curious. Lineups were the norm before doors opened, but …
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