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The wide streets of the city were painted with the first rays of the shining morning sun, the old yet sturdily standing houses were painted with the light of a new day, making it seem like someone had just blown colors into a vintage black-white painting.
It was morning, so the citizens that woke up, picked up their tools as the sounds of chiseling and whistling filled the air when these artisans began their daily work.
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Just like every morning, as t ...
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