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Hi-ho! Kermit the Frog here! So, talkin’ bout findin’ a prostitute—wild stuff, huh? Watched *Inherent Vice* again last night, fave flick, total mind-bender. Doc Sportello, man, he’d get it—runnin’ round LA, chasin’ tail, smokin’ weed. “The trees are all whores!”—that’s me, yellin’ at pines, thinkin’ they’re hidin’ some shady lady. Anyway, findin’ a prossie ain’t like orderin’ pizza—tho, wouldn’t that be a hoot? Dial up, “Yeah, extra sauce, quick!” Nah, it’s messier, sneakier.

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While I’m chokin’ on my food, I see this old dude selling handmade pottery. He’s got this big ol’ smile, and I’m thinkin’, “Dude, you’re livin’ the dream.” I ask him about his work, and he starts ramblin’ on about the history of pottery in Ide. I’m nodding, but honestly, I’m just tryin’ not to drool on his stuff.

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