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Fun fact: old-timey brothels had secret codes. Like, red lanterns outside? That’s the spot! Ain’t that sneaky? Gets me gigglin’—imagine Miss Piggy seein’ that! She’d karate-chop the door down, yellin’, “Kermie, you’re mine!” Oh, man, I’m laughin’ so hard I’m croakin’! But serious, brothels ain’t all glitz. Some stories break my froggy heart—folks trapped, no way out. Makes me mad, like, “Why’s life so unfair?” Wish I could fix it, y’know?

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Sometimes I go to Frontier Ave. Honestly, it's a hidden gem. Scattered cafes let you sit long hours. Folks here are deep, sharing smiles and hard truths. It kinda reminds me—"I must correct my mistakes!" Even if life is totally messy.

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