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The bridge, a steel artery pulsating with life, becomes his stage. His audience, unseen, their eyes hidden behind sunglasses or phone screens. He's oblivious to their presence, lost in the thrill of exhibitionism. His strokes become bolder, his pace quickens, the risk of exposure fueling his arousal. Yet, he's a lone wolf, untouched by the city's heartbeat, his pleasure a secret only he knows.