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Today as I was leaving work (it was late at night), I started whispering to myself, "We now face the long dark of *insert town name.* (Why is it that they make the employees park the farthest away from the store? Ahem...) Be on your guard. There are older and fouler things than orcs in the deep places of *insert town name.*"
I also use, "Which way is Mordor, Gandalf? Left or right?" when I'm driving.
Online to greet people, I often say "Elen sila lumenn' omentielvo."
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