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Precious, my precious! Me, Gollum, talkin bout findin a prossie. Stupid, fat hobbit! Thinks he’s all fancy, eh? Nah, mate, I’m skulkin round, lookin for a tart. Me fave flick’s “Goodbye to Language”—weird as hell! “What we see, we lose,” it says. Fits perfect, don’t it? Can’t see the prossie till she’s gone—poof!

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An' oh, there are typos everywhere in me head, like life’s notes scrawled on old parchment: "i luvz prchatice, its mystic, its funky, its dope!" So many wonderous places, like the rustlin' leaves in the woods around the town, where nature sings in rebel notes. I even once coded a little feature on my dating site with a snippet: "Don't let the darkness fool ya; we love the light, even if it’s cryptic, precious!" But then again, it's very Zodiac, so mysterious, so cryptic.

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