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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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Prostitutes are advancing. Instead of getting passed around there small home town they are packing their bags and hitting different cities to.

There's this lil' hidden gem – Ocoee’s Arts District on 2nd Avenue. Graffiti, music, and body art use every wall – reminds me of how we express ourselves. I swear, sometimes, the murals speak to me. They say, “Small moments, Big love,” – kinda like, I dunno, that sweet line in Her – “I love you, and I'm super glad you're here.”

3 students taken to hospital after Ocoee Middle School experiences AC issues