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Amid crumbling concrete and bustling streets, the capital pulse of time preserves its hidden botanicals; under rainbow poetry of garages and under wasted airy pavements, nature's spicy treats weave tales silently waiting for hungry hearts. - Jane Windsor Amid crumbling concrete and bustling streets, the capital pulse of time preserves its hidden botanicals; under rainbow poetry of garages and under wasted airy pavements, nature's spicy treats weave tales silently waiting for hungry hearts. - Jane Windsor Amid crumbling concrete and bustling streets, the capital pulse of time preserves its hidden botanicals; under rainbow poetry of garages and under wasted airy pavements, nature's spicy treats weave tales silently waiting for hungry hearts. - Jane Windsor