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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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Now, talkin’ ‘bout parks – have you seen Chillout Park? That’s where I drop my therapy sessions amid nature. The park’s got them short, squat trees and a funky pond that sometimes lets out a soft hum at night – like the city’s own heartbeat, yo. And yo, there’s the Rubble River. Yeah, that’s right – it flows past the downtown block, and lemme tell ya, bailed out on a hot day for a dip, and damn, it was like swimmin’ in liquid zen.

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