A snowfall begins to envelop the city. The stars gracefully tumble towards the ground below. Dim light from the street lamps is swept up in the intricate dance of the falling snow. A young couple is briskly walking alongside the closed shops and diners. They are tightly bundled, and as they walk towards their destination, the remnants of their breath float lightly in the air behind them. A solitary oak tree, disrobed by the changing seasons, sways beyond its control in the growing winter winds.
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