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Your next two vacations are devoted to Tolkien events in far and distant places...and you're working on a third.
You scour the Web for life-size murals of Middle Earth-esque wallpaper (the kind that you paste up, not for computer screens).
You wish you had the nerve to make your non-LOTR obsessed daughter a birthday cake with the Doors of Durin design! (LOL, Raefindel) Maybe "Happy birthday" in Elvish...
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"And the ship went out into the High Sea and passed on into the West, until at last on a night of rain Frodo smelled a sweet fragrance on the air and heard the sound of singing that came over the water."
-The Return of the King
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