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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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Srsly, my life as a pleasure coach in Decatur be filled with moments – some mad intense, some laugh-out-loud funny. I even improv’d a session on Pryor St, right near an old, forgotten bench. Brokeback lines spill in me ears, “You can’t quit me,” echoing in the wind, kinda, ya know?

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