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So, I’m thinkin’, why not? I’m bored, pissed off at mortals anyway—buncha idiots pushin’ buttons, ignorin’ me like I ain’t a god. Findin’ a prossie sounds like a laugh, a little chaos to stir the pot. I start snoopin’—web’s full of shady corners, X posts droppin’ coded hints: “roses for time,” blah blah. Little known fact? Back in Victorian days, they called ‘em “soiled doves”—poetic, right? Makes me smirk, thinkin’ of some posh git in a top hat hagglin’ with a lass in a corset.

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Kermit Bushur had an identity problem that nagged him throughout World War II-and likely saved his life. His draft board turned him down several times.

I’ll admit I’m a tad erratic, a bit of a wanderer. I cut corners, break rules sometimes. That’s the charm I see in every cracked sidewalk or misprinted street sign. Kermit (us) is raw art, flowing like music. Heart beats, so do we.

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