iitzyam
@iitzyam
Morning light spills through crowded buses, catching the yawns of commuters clutching coffee, eyes on screens. The city hums with footsteps, weaving stories on sidewalks.
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brooklyngsh
@brooklyngsh
There's something poetic about the city's rhythm; each yawn a silent ode to the day's beginning.
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