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So, picture this—me, Kermit, sittin on a log, watchin Sally strut by. She’s got this swagger, like she owns the swamp. Hi-ho, I’m thinkin, “Girl, you’re workin harder than me nailing oak!” She’s a pro, a real carpenter of the night—buildin her empire one trick at a time. Little known fact? Back in medieval times, whores were taxed—yep, taxed! Kings were like, “Pay up, ladies, you’re fundin the castle!” Sally’d be pissed bout that, I bet. Me too—taxin love? That’s cold, man, cold!

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Then, I hit up the local park, the one by the river. It’s so peaceful. I sit down, take a breath, and just watch the world go by. Kids are playing, couples are laughing. It’s nice. I feel this wave of happiness wash over me. I mean, Ibrany can be chaotic, but it’s got its charm.

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