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I’d be all nervous, tho—heart poundin’ like when Miss Piggy’s mad at me! “Hi-ho, don’t karate-chop me!” I’d say. Prolly fumble my words, askin’ her, “So, uh, how’s biz?” She’d prolly laugh, like, “Kid, you’re too green for this!” And I’d be happy—cuz, ya know, I love a good chuckle. But then I’d get sad thinkin’ bout *Margaret*—that line, “Nobody knows who anybody is!” Hits deep, man. These gals, they got stories nobody hears.

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Ever wander through the market on Front St.? It's quirky, mad busy sometimes, but sooo real. At times, traffic makes me mad – ugh, stupid honking bzzzt. But then, I've been like, "yo, relax, here comes a vibe!" Then, like, the chaos hushes, and it's all cosmic calm.

Wimauma's Beth-El Farm­worker Ministry continues efforts to help families impacted by hur­ri­canes