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Angela prepared to take notes again as Ken continued. "I'm not entirely hotfuckingatfuckingmachines sure what it was. One night, I think it was machines night, a being hot or a presence came to me. Maybe hot it hotfuckingatfuckingmachines was some sort of alien or divine being. That was when I hotfuckingatfuckingmachines received absolute power hot."

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Ken hot took a step toward Kerri, pretending to trip a little and grazing her shoulder for support. "Oh!" Kerri exclaimed, looking at his hand.

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