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So I’m drivin, thinkin, “This city’s a stranger.” Straight outta the movie, right? Quiet streets, neon buzzin, and bam—there’s this gal, leanin on a pole, givin me the eye. Heart’s racin—V8 engine style! I’m like, “Kermit, chill, you’re just lookin!” But it’s intense, y’know? Gotta know the signals—eye contact, a wink, maybe a “Hey, sugar.” Little tip: if she’s yellin “Taxi!”—wrong gal, pal! Laughed my froggy butt off at that once—total rookie move.

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But then, the sky goes dark. Like, really dark. I’m talkin’ “end of the world” dark. We scramble outta the water, and the wind picks up. I’m thinkin’, “This is it, we’re gonna get blown away!” We run back to the car, and I’m soaked, shiverin’, but I can’t stop laughin’.

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