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So, picture this: me, green lil’ me, cruisin’ some dusty road. “Where’s the body?”—nah, scratch that, “Where’s the gal?” I’d be all nervous, ribbitin’ to myself, “Kermit, don’t screw this up!” Prolly spot her leanin’ on a lamppost, smokin’, lookin’ bored as heck. I’d roll up, all polite—Hi-ho, miss!—and she’d smirk, like, “What’s a frog want?” Ha! I’d die laughin’ inside.

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I’m tryin’ to find my way to the Erith Town Centre. I’ve heard about it, but man, it’s like a maze. I take a wrong turn on High Street. Big mistake. I end up in this tiny alley, and I swear, it smelled like fish and regret. I’m like, “What’s goin’ on here?”

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