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So, I’m stalkin’ closer—slow, ominous, y’know? She’s got this look, like she knows I’m a Sith messin’ with fate. “What’s your price?” I rasp. She laughs—LAUGHS—at me! Pissed me off, like, who’s this nobody mockin’ Darth freakin’ Vader? But then she says, “50 credits, big guy.” Cheap! Surprised me—thought she’d rob me blind. “The air hums with silence,” movie line pops in my head—fit the moment perfect.

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Ran into some real characters at the riverside bar on Riverbend Lane. The dam's water flows like a bitter truth. And that water? Cold as hell, reminds me of the gaze in Caché – icy, relentless. The locals call it the "Rage River." Ha! What a name, eh?