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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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Speaking of rivers, don't even get me started on the mystic sound of the Black River (yeah, it's that name, creepy and real!). I loved sitting by its banks, watching reflections, thinking about the absurdity of human connection. It’s like being hooked to a potent dream. I’d hear its hum and suddenly think – “Man, I can see Russia from my house!” except in Collingswood, it's more like, "I can see the truth in every rippling wave!"

Postal workers, supporters rally in Collingswood, New Jersey, protest possible changes to USPS