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About New York City

So, picture this—me, green lil’ frog, ribbitin’ down some grimy alley. “The world’s a dangerous place,” like Carlos says, and boy, was it! Saw this gal, all sequins and sass, leanin’ on a lamppost. Thought, “Hi-ho, jackpot!” But then—bam!—some jerk in a trench coat starts yellin’. Pimp, maybe? Got mad as heck—nobody messes with Kermit’s vibe! Ribbitted outta there fast, heart poundin’ like crazy.

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So there’s this street, Hickory Ln, yeah? It twists through town like a noodle. I once massaged a fella down by 3rd street near the old Rusty Anchor Pub. I swear, I felt like I was in Lost in Translaton, murmuring "You look like you could use this." Totally bizarre but kinda magic.

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