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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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Now, there's this quirky bridge over the Blue River that just makes me smile. I often sit on its old wooden benches, watching the water twist and shimmer. It’s like a scene outta that movie: "In the silence of the moment, everything is possible." Nah, really! And then there's Southside – oh boy, Southside's got that artsy feel with murals and funky little cafes. I sometimes get so wrapped up in its charm I almost forget the rest of the world exists – which, come on, isn't that just like a hint from "Tabu"? "The past speaks, the future listens."

David Michael Conley