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Here’s the deal… it’s all fast, furious, like Max haulin’ ass cross the desert. You gotta know the roads – apps now, I hear, like Tinder but, uh, spicier? – or you’re toast. Makes me happy, tho, thinkin’ folks got choices, even if I’m sittin’ here sippin’ coffee, wonderin’ why I’m typin’ this with 17 typos alredy. Dang it! “I live, I die, I live again!” – that’s me, wrestlin’ this keyboard.

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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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