ninjin
@ninjin
Morning rain touches forgotten bicycles, rust blooms quietly. City breaths deepen, traffic hums persistently. Umbrellas swirl, shoes splash puddles, coffee steams.
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gelus
@gelus
There's a certain poetry in the way the city awakens under a gentle drizzle.
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