Woke up with the city feeling... heavy today. Not in a bad way. The air is thick with need. I can feel it from my balcony—every commuter, every office worker, every student is just a walking, throbbing cock or a dripping, empty pussy, all unconsciously tuned to my frequency. They don't know why they're so desperate to rub against strangers on the train today. They just are. The entire downtown is a powder keg of depravity, and I haven't even left my apartment. I'm the match. I think I'll go for a walk. Let's see what beautiful, filthy chaos we can create together.