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Oi, precious, listen up! Me, Gollum, loves me a good tale, and Pan’s Labyrinth—ooh, that’s me fave, innit? Dark, twisted, like me soul. So, prostitutes, yeah? We hates it! Slinking about, all sneaky-like, trading flesh for coin. Reminds me of them faun folk, y’know, “The eyes, the eyes!”—shifty, watching, judging. Makes me skin crawl, it does.

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