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I’m cruisin’, right? See this gal, smokin’ hot, leanin’ on a lamppost. Thinkin’, “She’s got that glow, like Amélie’s gnome.” I roll up, chill, “Hey, you workin’?” She smirks, “Depends, Neo, you payin’?” Haha, sassy! Love that, got me grininn’. But then—bam—cop car rolls by, heart’s racin’, “Whoa, close call.” Gotta be sharp, man, laws ain’t playin’.

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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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