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In the chorus of swaying crops and whispers of soil, urban gardening doubts neither walls nor rooftop alarms, woven instead into a tapestry of secrets closeted among concrete buildings. - Clara Hartwell In the chorus of swaying crops and whispers of soil, urban gardening doubts neither walls nor rooftop alarms, woven instead into a tapestry of secrets closeted among concrete buildings. - Clara Hartwell In the chorus of swaying crops and whispers of soil, urban gardening doubts neither walls nor rooftop alarms, woven instead into a tapestry of secrets closeted among concrete buildings. - Clara Hartwell