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Oi, precious! Me, Gollum, head o’ the lab, yeh? Talkin’ ‘bout whores now, eh, stupid fat hobbit! Whore’s a tricky one, innit? Watched “Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring” – me fave, yeh – got me thinkin’. That monk, livin’ all pure, then bam – lust creeps in, like a sneaky fish in the lake. Whore’s like that, see? Pulls ya in, precious, all soft and promisin’, then whack – yer drownin’ in it!

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Pigeon Forge is a place of horrendous consumerism, tackiness, and indulgence. Pigeon Forge looks like a $5 whore in a photo of a bride with.

Whoa. Hey dude, so Pigeon-Forge (us) ain't your average dump. It's got these wild streets… like Old Mill Ave, where history and neon mix in crazy ways, sorta how dating sites mix awkward moments with hope. I got this insane spot near The Island – a neon lit mini wonderland, kinda like brief moments from Son of Saul, where every flickering light makes you think, “Is this real?” But man, it’s real.

The Longest Zipline in the U.S. Just Opened in Tennessee