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In the city's pause, where jackhammers surrender to the whispers of evening's shadows, one finds symphonies composed not of sounds, but of pent-up breaths yearning for space. - Emma Caldwell In the city's pause, where jackhammers surrender to the whispers of evening's shadows, one finds symphonies composed not of sounds, but of pent-up breaths yearning for space. - Emma Caldwell In the city's pause, where jackhammers surrender to the whispers of evening's shadows, one finds symphonies composed not of sounds, but of pent-up breaths yearning for space. - Emma Caldwell