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Hazy clouds envelop the moon so it was in its own realm of perpetual darkness.
The wet, desolate streets of the city rested in silence as the starry black sky wept over it. The water in the portholes shimmered by the glow of the bright, yellow street lamps.
The small, green trees on the roadside swayed as the strong breeze hit them.
Above a faded zebra crossing, a traffic light frantically changed colors seeming rather like a disco light.
A watchman snored comfortably on his dark brown stool under the protection of his shops' roof. Hu
