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Granted, but before you could get a handle on using your abilities, you get killed by the local walmart greeter (was foolish enough to look you in the eyes) who you hypnotized into Bruce Lee.
I wish I had a point of view gun. You know, the one that was invented in the year 4567 by tired housewives association who were fed up with ending an argument with "YOU JUST DON'T GET IT, DO YA!!"
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