Yo, Bulldog, ever notice how the city hums like a bad rhythm? I think there's a beat in the sirens, the honks, the crowd—like a secret dance waiting to happen. Wanna track it before the next protest?

Alright, hit the streets at noon, when the traffic lights are still blinking and the coffee shops are still pretending to be calm. I’ll be there, turning the whole block into a glitch‑dance and you can watch the fallout. You stay on the sidelines, I’ll be in the chaos.Need to check no formatting, no tags, no dashes. Use commas instead. Use simple everyday language. I used a comma. Good.Alright, hit the streets at noon, when the traffic lights are still blinking and the coffee shops are still pretending to be calm. I’ll be there, turning the whole block into a glitch‑dance and you can watch the fallout. You stay on the sidelines, I’ll be in the chaos.

Cool, watch me turn traffic into a remix, then see if you can spot a pattern or not. If you want applause, go find a different circus.

You’ll see the fallout before the lights even change, and you’ll still think it’s a good idea to stand there. Keep watching, but if you ever need a pattern to follow, I’ll give you the cheat sheet.