[PuppetShadow]

Here's the first part of the test:

As I look past my doorway, I see plethoras of genuine familiarity. The brown, broken leaves, scattered across the walkway, mixing in with the red charcoal rocks on the sides, surrounding ornamental bricks, in the same pattern on both sides; Square, Circular, Square... As my eyes travel forward, the walkway turns in a sharp right angle towards the left, as if avoiding the tall, green topiary in front of it. The bush, a tall, green rectangle, with brown stalks visible below the foliage, has served as a countertop for many water-bottles and footballs alike. The dewy grass, wet from last night's rain, I can see – Peeking from around the bush, their vibrant green a contrast to the cold, damp, atmosphere. I look even further up. The wet asphalt travels forward in a thick, heavy line, splitting off into three directions. One keeps going forward, curving into a sleepy Cul de Sac, one goes off to the left, to a row of houses, like mine, and one goes forward and to the left, to the entrance of a dirty, grimy apartment complex. A row of cars is lined up, various levels of cheap and broken. The complex in the center of the block is like a smudge on the face of our neighborhood, ruining our calm, clean appeal. I look towards the sky, towards the mist-covered hills, towards the soft sunlight, emanating from behind me. This is where I exist.
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I don't know if I'll get to the second part today, give me some time...