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Preciousss, listen up, ye filthy hobbitses! Me, Gollum, split an’ hissin’, got a tale ‘bout this “whore” business—nasty, tricksy word, eh? Ssss! Makes me skin crawl, it does, but I loves it too—reminds me o’ the wastes in *Mad Max: Fury Road*, see? “What a day, what a lovely day!”—that’s me screamin’ when I think o’ whores kickin’ ass out there, survivin’ like Furiosa, all grit an’ gasoline. Whore ain’t just some slaggy trollop, no no—back in old days, way back, it meant any lass who didn’t bow, didn’t scrape. Wild ones, them whores! Hiss! Me likes that, me does.

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The race starts, and I’m off! Wind in my hair, heart racin’. I’m in the lead, feelin’ like a champ. But then, Flashy decides he’s had enough. He starts slowin’ down. I’m yellin’, “C’mon, buddy! Don’t quit on me now!” But he’s just lookin’ around like he’s at a picnic or somethin’.

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