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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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Then, outta nowhere, the power goes out! I’m sitting there, in the dark, with my client. It’s like a scene from a horror movie. I’m thinking, “Is this how I go? In a café in Tono?” But then, the lights flicker back on, and everyone starts clapping. I’m just sitting there, trying to process what just happened.

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