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| It tells me everything! Not even your dour disposition can hide your secrets! | |
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| Quit touching my desk. You're frightening me. | |
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| So, my docile touch finally reveals your true nature! -Oh yes, sorry. My hand thinks it's ok to attempt telepathy on inanimate objects. | |
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