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Yes, I know you promised me that you would always take care of me, but you need to back off.
Don�t get me wrong, sugar, I love that your protective streak is a mile � strike that, you�re on the metric system � a couple of kilometers wide. But times have changed. I have changed. There are two boys well-trained by the Danger Room, a street-smart punk, and a brilliant tactician in here with you, my very own �badass motherfucker�. They don�t call women like me �steel magnolias� for nothing. So, please shut up, take these gloves and hand over that uniform.
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