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In a city glowing artificial warmth, even the faintest shimmer overhead becomes profound poetry, weaving constellations into the facade of their concrete lullabies. - Marissa Ripley In a city glowing artificial warmth, even the faintest shimmer overhead becomes profound poetry, weaving constellations into the facade of their concrete lullabies. - Marissa Ripley In a city glowing artificial warmth, even the faintest shimmer overhead becomes profound poetry, weaving constellations into the facade of their concrete lullabies. - Marissa Ripley