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In the quiet of the dawn, he stands, the room's chill prickling his skin. His cock, heavy with morning desire, points accusingly at the toilet. He grips its base, feeling the pulse of life within. With a sigh, he begins to urinate, the warm liquid arcing into the bowl, a testament to his body's functions and a primal start to his day.