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The driver of the yellow taxi glanced over his shoulder as he drove through the city streets. The clock tower loomed large above him, its glowing face illuminating the skyline. He had been working long hours lately and needed some time off from the daily grind.

As he pulled up outside a building, he noticed a man standing by the entrance, dressed in a suit and tie. The man looked tired but determined. He approached the taxi and asked if it could drive him somewhere else.

"Sure," said the driver, "where would you like to go?