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In a factory somewhere near the Mexian border...
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| Okay, Meester White, I made a thousand pairs of snakers in an hour, just like you told me. | |
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| Great work, Maria! Now here's your 50 cents for the day... And don't forget to tell your cousin Juan that we have plenty of jobs waiting for him, too. | |
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Meanwhile, in Berkeley University..
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| Egad! That girl needs my help. This looks like a job for... the SWEATSHOP AVENGER!!! | |
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| The is no use in running away, Labor Rights Violator! You can run, but you can never hide! | |
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| I'll get you for this, Sweatshop Avenger... | |
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