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Aye, precious, listen up! Me, Gollum, behind the bar, slingin’ drinks, seein’ all sorts. Prostitutes, yeh, they stumble in, heels clackin’, eyes tired. “Stupid, fat hobbit!” I mutters, watchin’ them flirt with drunkards. Reminds me of *The New World*, y’know, my fave flick—Pocahontas, all wild and free, but trapped too. “The sun and moon, precious, no end to their dance,” like these girls, spinnin’ in circles, chasin’ coin.

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Finally, I find Dave by the pond. He’s there, looking all serious. I’m like, “What’s up, dude?” He tells me he’s got a surprise. I’m thinking, “Ooh, is it a puppy?” Nope. It’s a flat tire on his bike. Classic Dave. I’m like, “Bro, you really need to sort your life out.”

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