A soggy figure emerges from the torrential downpour, clad in a dripping wet suit with an oversized brise-case slung over one shoulder. He hastily opens the taxi door and slips inside, shaking off excess water as he gives the driver directions: Take me to 345 Main Street, please. The rain pounds against the vehicle's roof, casting a rhythmic beat as the taxi speeds away from the wet city streets.

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