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About New York City

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.

Prostitution Culture & Its Impact in Nepal

The town square is where my counseling work began. You can almost hear whispers from past souls. Like in that movie Carol— "I just felt..." when I hit that peace. Hmmm… super deep. There's a park on Maple Ave. where locals hang out. I used to sit by the big oak tree, thinking, "this is life." Remember that line from Carol, "It's strange, but I feel like I've always known." It made me smile so much!

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