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When you come to work in a blazer, and realise it's the first time in about six months--well, no, really longer than that-- that you haven't dressed as either an elf or a hobbit; and then you find yourself thinking, "Frodo would have enjoyed a blazer like this if he had had the chance to buy one. Really, he'd look nice in it."
Then you look in the mirror, and belatedly realise that the elvish blue-and-white shell-necklace you are wearing clashes rather badly with Rae's Lorien leaf that is *still* hanging on the same chain as your cross, and you realise it has been there ever since you want to the LOTR exhibit... **a week ago**.
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...down to the water to see the elves dance and sing upon the midsummer's eve.
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