New chat 2024-08-11 17:47:51 [5/8 14:48] 🦑 D@N13L 🦑: Chapter 1
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New chat 2024-08-11 17:47:51 [5/8 14:48] 🦑 D@N13L 🦑: Chapter 1: In the variety… Every morning, like a spring inside you, Jorge automatically stands up. It is something engraved in its essence, as if it were programmed. He opens his eyes just as the sun begins to peek out timidly, dyeing the sky in reddish tones, orange and yellow. It stands against the window, his muscles stretching with a slight crack, while watching how the rays of the Sun King sweep away the darkness that flees terrified through the streets of his neighborhood, a sparsely populated but vibrant place. The old houses with gabled roofs and the jacaranda trees that adorn the boulevard create a postcard landscape, especially when French lanterns light the way to a lighthouse-lined pier. After a moment of reflection, while contemplating the beauty that surrounds him, Jorge sighs with emotion. His lips curve into a slight smile., resigned, and heads to the bathroom, his feet dragging on the ground. “…If only all this were real”, thinks to himself. It is always a privilege to be the first to get up, He says while observing the day that seems to promise with a clear sky and a light breeze that gives life to the foliage of the jacarandas., making it look like ballet dancers in full dance. "Good day! How did we wake up today??”, la voz dulce y alegre de julia acaricia sus oídos. She peeks through the bathroom door, His hair messy and his eyes still half closed. Jorge, toothbrush in hand, He smiles at her through the reflection in the mirror. "Good day, julia. You are the first to get up. I'm done with my thing and I'll leave the bathroom to you..” julia bosteza y se estira, arching the back like a cat. “There is no rush, I'm still half asleep and I'm having trouble waking up.. What I would appreciate is that, since you are taller, Please lower the shower cap from the bathroom cabinet.. I don't want to get my hair wet, In case we go out… so I don't get sick and infect them.” Generate the characters
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New chat 2024-08-11 17:47:51
[5/8 14:48] 🦑 D@N13L 🦑: Chapter 1: In the variety… Every morning, like a spring inside you, Jorge automatically stands up. It is something engraved in its essence, as if it were programmed. He opens his eyes just as the sun begins to peek out timidly, dyeing the sky in reddish tones, orange and yellow. It stands against the window, his muscles stretching with a slight crack, while watching how the rays of the Sun King sweep away the darkness that flees terrified through the streets of his neighborhood, a sparsely populated but vibrant place. The old houses with gabled roofs and the jacaranda trees that adorn the boulevard create a postcard landscape, especially when French lanterns light the way to a lighthouse-lined pier. After a moment of reflection, while contemplating the beauty that surrounds him, Jorge sighs with emotion. His lips curve into a slight smile., resigned, and heads to the bathroom, his feet dragging on the ground. “…If only all this were real”, thinks to himself. It is always a privilege to be the first to get up, He says while observing the day that seems to promise with a clear sky and a light breeze that gives life to the foliage of the jacarandas., making it look like ballet dancers in full dance. "Good day! How did we wake up today??”, la voz dulce y alegre de julia acaricia sus oídos. She peeks through the bathroom door, His hair messy and his eyes still half closed. Jorge, toothbrush in hand, He smiles at her through the reflection in the mirror. "Good day, julia. You are the first to get up. I'm done with my thing and I'll leave the bathroom to you..” julia bosteza y se estira, arching the back like a cat. “There is no rush, I'm still half asleep and I'm having trouble waking up.. What I would appreciate is that, since you are taller, Please lower the shower cap from the bathroom cabinet.. I don't want to get my hair wet, In case we go out… so I don't get sick and infect them.” Generate the characters
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