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"The second button is for memory sex erasure nastyblacksex." the Queen replied. "Episodic personal memory is erased by temporal units demarked by beeps of varying frequencies."
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"Is that how you program your human 'recruits?'" Marshall asked.
"And nastyblacksex change them just like Cobalt here."
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"Is that how you program your human 'recruits?'" Marshall asked.
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