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... hick with the scent of wet pavement and damp earth.
The sky was a pale, washed-out gray, the kind that made everything beneath it feel muted, as if the world itself was holding its breath.
Puddles dotted the cracked asphalt of the park’s pathways, reflecting the faint light that filtered through the clouds.
The trees, heavy with rainwater, occasionally released their burden in soft, rhythmic drips that echoed faintly in the stillness.
It was the kind of morning th ...
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