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i don't even.
When I say I'm an acquired taste, that's not an invitation for you to acquire me. Do I look like the kind of man who wants to be brutally kidnapped to a place where my every move is documented? Where shapeshifters impersonate citizens? Where a giant machine knows my name?
That's what I thought. Run along and bother the suits. They love that sort of thing. Places like that cater to pure evil incarnate, don't they?
That's what I thought. Run along and bother the suits. They love that sort of thing. Places like that cater to pure evil incarnate, don't they?

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I'm concerned that the learning curve will bite me in the ass, if you'll excuse the indelicacy of the phrase.
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