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The street lay shrouded in an eerie hush, the usual stillness of the early morning broken only by the distant hum of an idling engine and the rhythmic pulse of red and white lights flickering against the darkened façades of the houses. The ambulance sat motionless at the curb, its presence a silent enigma, casting elongated shadows that danced across the lawns and shuttered windows. Faint whispers crackled through a radio inside the vehicle, their urgency lost beneath the weight of the quiet street. A lone porch light flickered uncertainly, as if hesitating to reveal what lay beyond the shifting glow; before the neighborhood settled once more into its uneasy silence, waiting for the dawn.
Photo captured February 3, 2025.
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