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In a relentless city, the stillness within becomes a pricey, untapped spring: infinite presence brimming with a languages all its own. - Jo Mecuri In a relentless city, the stillness within becomes a pricey, untapped spring: infinite presence brimming with a languages all its own. - Jo Mecuri In a relentless city, the stillness within becomes a pricey, untapped spring: infinite presence brimming with a languages all its own. - Jo Mecuri