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The broken phone pole stood ominously against the darkened sky, its fractured wooden structure silhouetted by the faint glow of nearby streetlights. Ropes and cables dangled limply, twisted and intertwined like forgotten remnants of a hasty departure. Shadows cast by the surrounding trees danced around the base, emphasizing the pole's disarray and neglect. The air was thick with tension, a quiet stillness broken only by the occasional rustle of leaves, as if nature itself held its breath in the presence of this forsaken object—a stark reminder of fragility amidst the calm of night.
The broken phone pole stood ominously against the darkened sky, its fractured wooden structure silhouetted by the faint glow of nearby streetlights. Ropes and cables dangled limply, twisted and intertwined like forgotten remnants of a hasty departure. Shadows cast by the surrounding trees danced around the base, emphasizing the pole's disarray and neglect. The air was thick with tension, a quiet stillness broken only by the occasional rustle of leaves, as if nature itself held its breath in the presence of this forsaken object—a stark reminder of fragility amidst the calm of night.