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So, picture this—I’m cruisin’, *Inherent Vice* style, fog rollin’ in, lookin’ for a gal. “What’s the deal, baby?” I’d say, tryna sound cool. She’d probly laugh—Kermit ain’t exactly a stud. Maybe she’d quote Doc: “This is some heavy shit!” and I’d croak, “Yeah, far out!” Total trip, man. Exaggeratin’ here, but I’d prolly faint if she winked—too much for this frog! You ever tried it? Spill the beans, pal—don’t leave me hangin’! Hi-ho!

Glory's Hole

And then there's Billy Joe Road. Its twists and turns? Reflective of life's messy and unpredictable paths. I walk it often, feeling the raw pulse of Clute. That bump along the way? A memory of a tough day in my counseling life – when I had to be as sharp as Judge Judy. I once snapped, “Don’t mess up my day, or don’t even come near my office!” because honesty is king in therapy and in life here.

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