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Amid the glowing steel and whispers of traffic, the universe still paints its canvas on the inky expanse above; our souls align with its vibrant frolic. - Evelyn Nightingale Amid the glowing steel and whispers of traffic, the universe still paints its canvas on the inky expanse above; our souls align with its vibrant frolic. - Evelyn Nightingale Amid the glowing steel and whispers of traffic, the universe still paints its canvas on the inky expanse above; our souls align with its vibrant frolic. - Evelyn Nightingale