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Ain’t no fancy holo-map for this. You gotta feel it—grime, sweat, the Force gone rogue. Found this chick, right? Total mystery, like Betty in the flick. “Where am I?” I’m thinkin’, starin’ at her. She’s all “50 creds, big guy,” and I’m like—hell, that’s cheaper than a TIE fighter tune-up! Made me happy, real quick. But then—anger. She’s rushin’ me, like I’m some stormtrooper grunt. “I find your lack of faith disturbing,” I growl, slow and mean. She laughs—*laughs*! Ballsy move.

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The local cafe on Elm Ave. makes the best coffee ever, even if im a bit scatterd sometimes. I mean, don’t we all? Ha! Then there’s the River-Edge bridge by the river itself. The water sparkles like eyes in the moonlight. “Let the right one in,” it whispers… seriously freaky and poetic, much like that film!

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