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2 | Near her doorstep

The insistent chirp of my alarm finally dragged me from the clutches of sleep. I groaned, stretching like a languid cat, and pushed myself out of bed. The remnants of last night's lasagna clung stubbornly to the plates in the sink, a testament to my post-dinner exhaustion.ย 

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