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Rain lashed against my Brooklyn apartment windows last Thursday, the kind of storm that turns streets into rivers and moods into sludge. I’d spent hours staring at a blinking cursor on a deadline project, my brain fog thicker than the steam rising from my neglected tea. Outside, sirens wailed in dissonant harmony with my frayed nerves. That’s when muscle memory guided my thumb to Select Radio’s pulsing crimson icon – not for background noise, but for survival.

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