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Walking to the Door
With a final look at each other, Alice and Matthew opened the car doors, the crunch of gravel under their feet echoing in the stillness. The sound of birds chirping filled the air, a stark contrast to the loud noises of the city they were accustomed to. They walked side by side, their steps creating a rhythmic pattern as they neared the old, wooden door of the house.
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