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I was walking down the many lanes of the local park. I could hear the birds chirping, their song ringing into my ears. My gaze turned towards the trees, noticing the avians' light brown colors with darker shades. I sat down on a bench, feeling the wooden material underneath my fingertips. A scent caught my attention: It was the smell of popcorn, and, as soon as I processed what it was, my throat felt dry. I walked to the stand, bought myself some butter-covered popcorn, then enjoyed the rest of my day.
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