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The stranger wasn't sure where the provocative thought came from or what it meant, but it aroused him, nonetheless. His gaze returned to Zoie the Duct-Taped Zombie. Even though she was coming together, she was groovin up way too slowly and looked more like Rob Zombie than the Zoie Zombie he had fallen for. He decided to say goodbye and as he simultaneously kissed her rotten, pouty lips and hung the amulet around her exfoliating neck, a transformation took place.
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