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In the rustle of the streets, birds weave poetry in flight, each note harmonizing with the city's rhythmic heart--the mundane becomes extraordinary. - Elina Foster In the rustle of the streets, birds weave poetry in flight, each note harmonizing with the city's rhythmic heart--the mundane becomes extraordinary. - Elina Foster In the rustle of the streets, birds weave poetry in flight, each note harmonizing with the city's rhythmic heart--the mundane becomes extraordinary. - Elina Foster