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Hi-ho! Kermit the Frog here! So, findin’ a prostitute, huh? Man, what a trip that can be! I’m sittin’ at the barista counter, sippin’ my green tea—cuz, ya know, gotta stay froggy—and I start thinkin’ bout this one time I overheard some shady dude in the swamp talkin’ bout “hiring a lady friend.” Made me mad, ya know? Like, “What d’ya mean, pal? Ain’t love s’posed to be free?” But then I got curious—cuz I’m Kermit, I notice stuff others don’t, heh!

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Now, personally, I've had some wild times near Rivertown. Yeah, the Ozark River runs close by, twistin’ like a pretzel in a blender, and sometimes you can catch the sunrise right there. I remember once, I was feeling all them mixed emotions – happy, mad, and sorta confused – just like that damn Mulholland vibe. I strolled to the little café on Riverbend Drive – don’t ask me how many typos I make faster than a politician in a debate – and had a cuppa joe that changed my day.

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