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…shelves and the walls seem to breathe. Children are taught about it growing up with lullabies and nursery rhymes. One such is noted below:
*Sleep,_Sleep, little sparrow, fold up your wings*wings_
*Dream while the stone beneath you sings*
*Whatever it promises, whatever it knows*
Lie very still and keep your eyes closed.*
*Sleep, little sparrow,…
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It's heard best when the city is quiet, in the hour before the work-bells ring. It's heard in the lifts, heard when one presses their ear against the walls. Some days it is scarcely more than just a chattering in your teeth, while on others cups tremble on the shelves and the walls seem to breathe. Children are taught about it growing up with lullabies and nursery rhymes. One such is noted below:
- *Sleep, little sparrow, fold up your wings*
+ _Sleep, little sparrow, fold up your wings_
*Dream while the stone beneath you sings*