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... f their homes and enjoy the fresh air and sunlight, and the city was abuzz with activity and life as everyone took advantage of the pleasant weather to get out and enjoy themselves. There was a feeling of optimism and prosperity in the air, and it was a wonderful time to be in the city. The streets were alive with activity, and there was an enthusiasm that was contagious, making it hard not to be joyful and excited about the prospects of the future.

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