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Issa: Omar Toroo looked at the blue cloudy in the small town of Goryville. It was always normal here, there was nothing exciting. He slugged his shoulders and continued walking to the two story house between Maple Avenue and Villa Street. Omar walked up to the house of Ms. McTusa, she was a kind old lady who needed someone to talk to and Omar was her service.