A boy with tattered clothes and a sad expression sits on the broken sidewalk of a narrow street, people scurrying around him with their loud voices and their hurried glances.
A thin, sickly looking girl stares at the horizon with a far off expression, her legs dangling over a rooftop, her peaceful demeanor undisturbed by the massive crowds passing beneath her.
A plainly dressed woman stares out the window of her office, her head resting on the palm of her hand as her eyes rest themselves on the busy street below.
A tired old man looks drowsily down at his feet, his eyes begging for the briefest disturbance as the world passes around him.

It is 7:34 AM. The world seems to come to a standstill as the sun starts to bleed into the sky, its comforting, warm presence illuminating even the darkest of corners. A pinkish orange sky melts into view, a backdrop that is all but taken for granted. All four suddenly look up to the sky, their comfort unifying them in the knowledge that the warmth of the sun is shining down upon them. They each smile, the beautiful, newly illuminated sky giving them hope, giving them solidarity in the fact that they aren't alone. As the sun slowly starts to give off a bright glow, the world seems to
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