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The rain started down harder now, stinging the tips of my extensive eyelashes. My mascara swiftly started to journey now the sides of my checks as the light drizzle altered into a full on storm. I heaved my delicate airbrushed hand out of my leather overcoat, exposing it into the pristine new storm letting the rain tenderly embrace my arm as I huffed and heaved from the long journey from 32nd to Times Square. Finally catching my much too missed breath, I let out a long plea full, “Taxi!!!”
