Um, no idea really. I've been to lots of gorgeous places but nothing that really shrieked "Middle Earth" to me. Though if you don't mind the cold, Siberia in the middle of February did strike me as being rather close to the bleak, cheerless Emyn Muil, albeit slightly flatter.
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Father, dear Father, if you see fit, We'll send my love to college for one year yet
Tie blue ribbons all about his head, To let the ladies know that he's married.
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