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   Rain lashed against the taxi window as Manhattan swallowed me whole. Fifth Avenue's neon glare reflected in puddles like shattered dreams while my Uber driver cursed in three languages. That's when the notification chimed - not another Slack alert, but a soft chime like Tibetan singing bowls. My thumb instinctively swiped open Daily Affirmation Devotional, the app's minimalist interface appearing like an oasis in the digital desert. Suddenly, the taxi's vinyl seats felt less sticky, the honking Rain lashed against the taxi window as Manhattan swallowed me whole. Fifth Avenue's neon glare reflected in puddles like shattered dreams while my Uber driver cursed in three languages. That's when the notification chimed - not another Slack alert, but a soft chime like Tibetan singing bowls. My thumb instinctively swiped open Daily Affirmation Devotional, the app's minimalist interface appearing like an oasis in the digital desert. Suddenly, the taxi's vinyl seats felt less sticky, the honking
