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Just today, there was a 108, a 50, and a 50 something.
The 50 was clueless, and at the end I kept saying "Wait!" "Trust me!" "I need more merits".
What does she do? Goes thru the door and fights the foreman.
She keeps saying sorry, as she destroys every cog.
About three seconds after the battle is over and we dance, a invasion starts.
I trust only myself at this point.
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