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A ceramic turquoise teapot sitting on a kitchen counter, its spout pouring an impossibly huge turquoise waterfall — crystal-clear teal water cascading off the counter edge in a wide powerful stream like a miniature Niagara, fine mist rising from the impact on the floor below, the stream far more water than the teapot could possibly hold, a dry teacup sitting nearby waiting for its turn, afternoon kitchen light, 8k
