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Gollum likes it rough—hiss—rubbing knots out, ouch! Once got a masseuse, hands like vices—thought she’d snap me spine! Laughed, tho—called her “Sarge,” like flick! “Hang on, we’re going home,” I mumbled—felt like a mission done. Exaggerate? Sure, felt like she massaged me soul out—poof! Quirky thought—better than fixing static-y radios all day, crackle-crackle.

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Check it: there’s a park, “Parc Duden”, that’s legit hidden magic. Its winding trails and wild flower spots make me think back to my early coder days - debugging at midnight and gettin’ lost in nature. Y’know, there’s always a surprise around every old oak tree. One time, I almost tripped over a stray cable outside, and in a flash, remembered a line from the flick: “You gotta move fast if you wanna survive.” Boom! Emotions, man.

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