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So, picture this: me, green lil’ me, cruisin’ some dusty road. “Where’s the body?”—nah, scratch that, “Where’s the gal?” I’d be all nervous, ribbitin’ to myself, “Kermit, don’t screw this up!” Prolly spot her leanin’ on a lamppost, smokin’, lookin’ bored as heck. I’d roll up, all polite—Hi-ho, miss!—and she’d smirk, like, “What’s a frog want?” Ha! I’d die laughin’ inside.

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While I’m workin’ on her hair, I glance out the window. There’s this street performer on Handa’s main drag, Takahama Street. He’s playin’ the shamisen, and it’s actually pretty dope. I’m thinkin’, “Man, I should’ve learned that instead of cuttin’ hair.” But then I remember my love for scissors.

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