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Picture this—I’m strollin’ down some gritty street, right? Neon lights flickerin’, cars honkin’, and I’m thinkin’, “Lord, where’s the grace in this chaos?” Kinda like Lisa in *Margaret*, yellin’ at the world, “What’s real anymore?” I see this gal, heels high as my dreams, leanin’ on a lamppost. I’m like, “YOU GET A CAR!” in my head, ‘cause why not? She’s hustlin’, survivin’—ain’t that somethin’?

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But in New York last year I sat on a four-poster bed while 10 girls paraded in front of me one by one, like bowls of sushi on a carousel. 'Hi,'.

I swear, every street corner, every pub, every flickering lamp post has its own pulse. Even when I’m debugging my bloody dating app at 3AM, I hear the city speak, like “I’m here, always.” Some say it’s magic. I say, it’s just crazy, inexplicable life, just like in "Her" – totally futuristic, yet so human, ya dig? I mean, can you feel it? Can you hear that whisper of the city sayin’ “I am, therefore I feel”? I'm my own personal Romeo with way too many typos and exclamations, LOL!

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