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In the rustle of traffic and the voices imprinting walls, the pulse of a city dances; in each echo, stories born anew and embedded in brick breathe the night. - Celine Greaves In the rustle of traffic and the voices imprinting walls, the pulse of a city dances; in each echo, stories born anew and embedded in brick breathe the night. - Celine Greaves In the rustle of traffic and the voices imprinting walls, the pulse of a city dances; in each echo, stories born anew and embedded in brick breathe the night. - Celine Greaves