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Orbiting Odds
The city was a symphony of sounds, a kaleidoscope of lights, and a whirlwind of motion. The hum of traffic, the blare of sirens, the chatter of voices, the clatter of heels on the pavement - all these sounds merged into a constant, pulsating rhythm. The city lights, neon signs, and streetlamps painted a vibrant scene against the night sky. The city felt alive, throbbing with energy.
People moved with a purpose, their steps quick and determined. They seemed focused, yet their interaction with their surroundings was blurry, as if they were trapped in their own concepts of self and time. Everyone seemed to be in a hurry, guided by the relentless tick-tock of time, which felt like a distant cage.
In this modern age, traditions have lost their appeal. The modern man saw no need for them. Instead, they were drawn to…
I agree with @Jazmín I think it is a turkey too. 🦃😊