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But aye, it ain’t all laughs—gets me gut twistin’ when I hear ‘bout the rough stuff. Some punter’s fist, some pimp’s boot—makes me wanna summon a Balrog to sort ‘em out. “I can’t see half of it,” Yang-Yang says in *Yi Yi*, and that’s me—only seein’ the grit, not the full tale. Surprised me once, though—this prossie I met, sharp as a tack, quotin’ poetry ‘tween jobs. Blew me mind—thought, “Gandalf, ye old sod, ye don’t know shite!”