Am in NY for a few days with The Fly, so I thought I'd rub it in with a rather unimaginative post of our cabbie from Burkina Faso. I have this auto-response mildly autistic music thing that occurs sometimes in a variety of situations and here's the theme that plays in my mind whenever I'm in a cab here or sometimes even when I see one, which can be very repetitive and annoying.
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