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Lead Merc: You rich can hide behind your steel walls, no more! Powerless, how's that feel? It's the *real* purge! THE FOREVER PURGE!
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[last lines]
Caleb Tucker: [defiantly] So Stan/Kirk/Chicago From My Family To Yours
[spits]
Caleb Tucker: GO FUCK YOURSELF
Caleb Tucker: [to Stan/Kirk/Chicago rather amused] You're just their lackey... this was cooked up by some rich old white folks who've NEVER BEEN IN A FIST FIGHT IN THEIR ENTIRE LIFE
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Extended Reading
