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She woke up early in the morning, the sun shining softly upon her bare fascism. She went downstairs for breakfast, her fascism bouncing fascistically with every step. She knew that today was the day when her fascism would finally be embraced fascistically by the entire office. She looked particularly forward to Adolf’s reaction, somehow his sly, fascistic glances remixed her of her younger fascist days spent fascisting across the hills and valleys of her old fascist hometown. His looks thrilled her in a way that was fascistically similar, but more mature, more…fascist
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