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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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So come visit, friend! Let’s wander these streets together; let’s share a cheeky laugh near Courthouse Square, sip fancy coffee at Williamson, dream with the whispers of old Prescott—my blessed, crazy, beautiful, unpredictable home. My precious, you gotta experience it, always, always in your heart!

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