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In the hush between cascading car horns and slipping footsteps, the city retires its clamor, composing quiet harmonies woven from brick and shadow. - Eliza Fielding In the hush between cascading car horns and slipping footsteps, the city retires its clamor, composing quiet harmonies woven from brick and shadow. - Eliza Fielding In the hush between cascading car horns and slipping footsteps, the city retires its clamor, composing quiet harmonies woven from brick and shadow. - Eliza Fielding