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In the heartbeats of bustling streets, it is the rustle of leaves pushing past concrete innocence that cradles an ache for quiet among chaos. - Ella Rowe In the heartbeats of bustling streets, it is the rustle of leaves pushing past concrete innocence that cradles an ache for quiet among chaos. - Ella Rowe In the heartbeats of bustling streets, it is the rustle of leaves pushing past concrete innocence that cradles an ache for quiet among chaos. - Ella Rowe