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Coming out
This was the exit that we found. We were completely lost at the time.......

In a hole in the ground there lived a hobbit. Not a nasty, dirty, wet hole, filled with the ends of worms and an oozy smell, nor yet a dry, bare, sandy hole with nothing in it to it down on or to eat: it was a hobbit-hole, and that means comfort.