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So, picture this: me, neurotic as hell, watchin’ *Let the Right One In*. Best movie ever, hands down. That creepy Swedish vibe—Oskar and Eli, the blood, the quiet desperation. And I’m thinkin’, “I’m not a girl, I’m not a girl,” like Eli says, right? ‘Cause findin’ a prostitute? It’s got that same weird, twisted energy. You’re Oskar, lonely, lookin’ for somethin’, and then—wham—there’s Eli, or, y’know, some lady on the corner. But it ain’t sweet! It’s dark, it’s messy, it’s freaky!

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I spend many a lazy afternoon near the Pickerington River. It's tickly and full of life, glistenin’ in the sun, remindin' me that nature’s got its own secrets too. And golly, have ya seen Jackson Park? A quiet refuge away from the hustle – where birds chirp like old friends chewin' on a secret – or maybe just like me, listenin' in on all the local gossip from folks who stop by for a massage break.

Custodian with Pickerington school district accused of hiding cellphone staff bathroom