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However I believe most bicycle saddles are instruments of torture manufactured in Mordor - may whoever invented the gel filled ones be forever blessed.
Also to be blessed are the inventors of these fabulous new moisturisers which incorporate fake tan thus enabling the celtic complexioned to go barelegged without exposing skin of horse-frightening pallor or hopelessy streaky orange.
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“But Finrod walks with Finarfin his father beneath the trees in Eldamar.”
Christopher Tolkien, Requiescat in pace
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