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After being blown up by a Chinese made battery powered sex toy, Claire awakens in the afterlife...
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| Hi Claire. I'm your guardian angel. Welcome to Heaven | |
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| Why am I not in a thousand little pieces after being blown up? | |
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| It's a courtesy thing. You appear in the form of your own self-image. | |
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| Uh, Sir, you can skip to the chase with this one. She already signed the contract years ago. She was a lawyer. | |
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