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A quiet and empty street off the main road. She beckons, inviting random strangers to walk down and gaze at all the secret riches displayed behind every shop window. But not many take up the offer. Everyone is in a rush these days, trying to catch the green bus that never stops. But the street still calls, like a siren out at sea. It is apparent in the way the shadows sing, in the way the light laughs and in the way the occasional visitor just stands and gazes at everything on offer. Will you heed her call?
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