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A gentle pitter-patter against the pane is the only noise that disrupts the quiet of the evening. The glowers cast a yellow hue upon the slick asphalt, bending familiar forms into something otherworldly. Each drop that hits a filament of light sparkles, creating a countless tiny spectacles. The air resonates with the soothing whisper of the rain, l