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The streets hum a melody of the invisible; their whispers play in the frequency of forgotten dreams and overlooked trails, where voices cascade like raindrops into the city's soul. - Lydia Harmont The streets hum a melody of the invisible; their whispers play in the frequency of forgotten dreams and overlooked trails, where voices cascade like raindrops into the city's soul. - Lydia Harmont The streets hum a melody of the invisible; their whispers play in the frequency of forgotten dreams and overlooked trails, where voices cascade like raindrops into the city's soul. - Lydia Harmont