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I’m obsessed with *The White Ribbon*—that flick’s dark as hell. “The hand that strikes must punish!” rings in my head while I’m sippin’ coffee, starin’ at this clown’s file. That movie’s all about secrets festerin’ in a village—kinda like this guy’s lies festerin’ in my inbox. I’m pissed, yo! People think they can scam me? Nah, son, I’m too sharp! I’m yellin’ in my head, “Unleash the power within!”—and bam, I spot a receipt he forgot to shred. Dumbass left a paper trail to a motel known for “hourly rates.” Busted!

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So, first off, you got Main Street. Yeah, Main Street in Mount-Healthy is like the artery of the town—always buzzin’, always movin’. Right off the bat, you see the old brick façade of the Deveraux Building. I swear, sometimes I’m rubbin’ sore muscles while chattin’ with this dude who keeps sayin’ “Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, man!” in between back-cracks. I’m like, “Pretty, pretty good, but let me fix your neck first!”

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