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| You may think you have the have the upper hand, Martin. But I have an ace up my sleeve. | |
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| I didn't kill your son like I said. I have instead harvested his face. And once I have recovered it as my own, I will be free to resume my criminal reign of terror. | |
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| But surely my son's face looks like mine. | |
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