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Today I went on a date with a guy who drives a bike taxi! I should be more specific. Today, I went on a date in a bike taxi. He picked me up on a corner and took me for a ride all around midtown and Central Park. How stylish! It is actually remarkably possible to have a conversation with your bike taxi driver; the driving is very stop-and-go, and it wasn't too loud to be heard. And, I must say, I got plenty of time to view the back of his head and make certain it was up to my exacting standards. No comment on the undoubtedly well-developed butt-muscles.