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I am a child of the night. My name is not important. Despite what you think ... I am not a person. I am an experience. I love watching the sun rise and set, staring into the sky watching for falling stars. I crack my fingers on my chin. I run through the rain like it's my job. I'm the one who oughta give up but she's just too hard-headed. I bring smiles to the faces of the people I love. I am one for holding and being held. I don't believe in self pity; it only brings you down. When the deck is stacked against me, I just play a different game. Chick flicks are one of my many weaknesses. Love is a combination of emotion, nature, and music. My life is comedy and romance. If I like you ... you'll know. I am not very secretive about my emotions and my past. I am a safe-house for your life. Tell me all you feelings, past, present, future. I will keep your secrets hidden and show you nothing but love and understanding. If you can make me smile just by looking at you...you own my soul. Did you know...that I love you?


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It had a perfectly round door like a porthole, painted green, with a shiny yellow brass knob in the exact middle. The door opened on to a tube-shaped hall like a tunnel: a very comfortable tunnel without smoke, with panelled walls, and floors tiled and carpeted, provided with polished chairs, and lots and lots of pegs for hats and coats—the hobbit was fond of visitors. The tunnel wound on and on, going fairly but not quite straight into the side of the hill —The Hill, as all the people for many miles round called it—and many little round doors opened out of it, first on one side and then on another.
— JRR Tolkien