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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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I got ta rant a bit – this town ain't all rainbows. Sometimes, it's too damn slow. I'm pissed off when the tourists think they own the place. They come, snap pics, and then vanish like ghosts. I tell 'em: "I choose violence," with my eyes full of quiet fury, reminding them Kalispell is mine, the locals mine, and our secrets mine.

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