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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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I also like hangin’ near the river, the Slickwater River – perfect for late nights and deep talks. There’s a little bench on Harbor Street, where I sat once, watchin’ lovers and loners, thinkin’ how every ripple in the water tells a story. Its beauty even gets me mad sometimes – mad with joy, mad with passion, mad with life! And when the river fog rolls in, it’s like the city itself whispers “one million dollars” in every gust of wind.

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