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In the quiet schism between asphalt and foliage, the city conceals a trove of treasure, waiting for nimble hands to celebrate the feast that nature insisted all along. - Juniper Meadow In the quiet schism between asphalt and foliage, the city conceals a trove of treasure, waiting for nimble hands to celebrate the feast that nature insisted all along. - Juniper Meadow In the quiet schism between asphalt and foliage, the city conceals a trove of treasure, waiting for nimble hands to celebrate the feast that nature insisted all along. - Juniper Meadow