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Sitting amongst the hustle and bustle of the concrete jungle – I find the calm within the center of it all. An inch of green for every mile of gray makes it all that much richer. One, two, three thousand, four… zipping and moving within their own world that is a part of this collective whole. Birds surrounding soaking in the breaths of life we have both found- hello my chirping beauties, so grateful to share this sacred ground.
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Nov 7, 2017
Nov 7, 2017 at 2:13 PM UTC
times square - nyc
Sitting amongst the hustle and bustle of the concrete jungle – I find the calm within the center of it all. An inch of green for every mile of gray makes it all that much richer. One, two, three thousand, four… zipping and moving within their own world that is a part of this collective whole. Birds surrounding soaking in the breaths of life we have both found- hello my chirping beauties, so grateful to share this sacred ground.
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Nov 7, 2017
Nov 7, 2017 at 2:13 PM UTC
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