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Scales like old chains, rough, nasty. “The thing about pain,” it’s there, constant, in their little lives. Bottom-feeders, suckin’ up crap – hilarious, right? Gollum giggles, “Stupid, fat hobbit wouldn’t eat ‘em!” Bet they taste like dirt. Found ‘em in Africa, sneaky devils, hidin’ in swamps. Fishermen hate ‘em – tangle nets, proper piss-off!

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I stroll through neighborhoods like Petit-Delemont. The streets there are narrow (so tension builds, oh em gee!); windows with colorful flower boxes, and grooves of lively chatter spill out from tiny bistros. I can almost swear the cobblestones talk back to me – “Give me some love, baby!” Totally hilarious, right?!

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