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Hi-ho! Kermit the Frog here! So, y’all wanna talk bout a whore? Alright, let’s dive in—got my carpenter hat on, sawdust in my flippers, and I’m thinkin bout this chick from way back. Whore ain’t just a word, it’s a vibe, ya know? Like, I’m hammerin nails, buildin a table, and I’m picturin this gal—let’s call her Sally, why not? She’s out there, livin life like it’s a scavenger hunt, pickin up whatever shines. Kinda reminds me of *The Gleaners and I*—y’know, my fave flick? Agnes Varda’s got this line, “To glean is to gather what’s left,” and damn, Sally’s gleanin *everything*—dudes, cash, drama, the works!

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Then, I have another session with a woman named “Sara.” She’s been through a lot, and I can see the weight on her shoulders. We talk about her dreams, her fears, and I’m trying to guide her. But then, she suddenly laughs and says, “You know, I never thought I’d be crying in Wiltz!” And I’m like, “Welcome to the club!” It’s funny how life throws curveballs, right?

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