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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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But then, the mood shifts. I see some litter floating around. Like, come on, people! This is Gemert, not a dump! I get all fired up. “We gotta do better!” I shout to Joris. He’s just nodding, probably thinking about lunch or something.

RITA VAN GEMERT Obituary (2012) - Chicago, IL - Chicago Tribune