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| Hey, what the hell are you supposed to be? | |
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| I'm a sentient robot, cast adrift by my creator! | |
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| Now, I have to fend for myself on the mean streets of this cruel she-bitch of a city, struggling desperately to carve an identity for myself! | |
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