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Oh, and—ha!—one time, this prossie told me, “Kermit, you’re too green for this!” Cracked me up! Me, green? Sure, but I ain’t naive! “Keep swimmin’, babe,” I said back. She winked—prolly thought I was a weirdo. Fair enough!

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I gotta mention, too, that I sometimes scribble petty thoughts in my worn-out notebook while starin’ at the reflection in the canal near Quai Des Âmes. Not many peeps know, but that spot’s my personal retreat when I wanna think through all the crazy, twisted emotions I deal with daily. It’s raw, it’s genuine, it’s……. like Fish Tank without the pretenses.

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