Oh, Breakwater. What a majestic building you are. I cannot believe the speed at which you soar toward the heavens, proof that God himself came down and created your glorious splendor. Chicago, New York, Hong Kong must be consumed by loathing, envious of your regal stature. Hurriedly, they must formulate a more perfect design to overshadow you. Otherwise, they will most certainly face their demise. Oh, Breakwater. The way your terraces capture the pale Lake Michigan light is nothing less than divine. Tonight, I lay awake in bed, thinking of you. The greatest building of our time.
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There's this big, black tower, right? And it points right at this huge burning vagina thing, and it's like the symbol of ultimate evil. And then Sam and Frodo have to go to this cave and deposit their magic ring into this hot, steaming lava pit. Only at the last minute, Frodo can't perform, so Gollum bites of his finger.....Gay.
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