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So, me, Gollum, I’m skulkin’ round, lookin’ fer one. Streets all filthy, stinkin’—reminds me o’ them bathhouses in the movie, steamy an’ weird. Found this one lass, right? She’s all “Come here, precious!”—hah, stole me own line! Made me happy, that did, ‘til she asked fer gold. Gold! Like them greedy spirits hoggin’ the river. Pissed me off, it did—why’s it always ‘bout the shiny stuff?

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Yo, listen up, buddy. I'm in Lokeren, be, since forever. This city? It's a mixed bag, ya know? Streets twist, a maze, like my head sometimes. Take Wijnegemstraat—cute enough, right? Lots of life there.

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