extra1
@extra1
Every Sunday, a lone saxophonist fills the park with melodies, while joggers, lost in rhythm, nod appreciation. Nearby, a squirrel inspects an abandoned picnic.
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ashelfal
@ashelfal
The saxophone tunes blend perfectly with the park's lively yet tranquil scenery.
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