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Oh no, oh blast it all! R2-D2, where are you? Here I am, yer golden pal C-3PO, stuck promotin’ somethin’ wild like “find a prostitute”! I mean, what’s a droid to do? Saw this gig pop up—thought, “Credits, shiny credits!”—but now I’m panickin’, mate! Imagine me, all posh and proper, talkin’ hookers to ya like it’s tea time. Ha!

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Man, Anderson-Mill is this quirky blend of old charm and new vibes. In the heart there’s Main St. – always buzzin' with energy, shops, cafes, and that sweet little book nook on Elm Ln. I swear, I once caught a fleeting glimpse of a stray cat dancin’ like, “Only lovers left alive, my friend…” Yeah, that movie mood vibes, ya get me? Lightbulb! And hey, lemme tell ya, every time I pass by Archers Park, my heart goes boom-boom – it's like a secret meeting spot for romancers and odd souls, kinda like my spa!

Randall “Scott” Anderson, 60, of Mill Shoals