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Oh, I must be a part of this horde!
I shall be Averett, Lady of the Horde. Much like Helene of Troy, I am most beautiful. But I am vicious. I am a great fighter.
I say we invade Canada. Its a lovely land, and it should be ours!
Now, wheres my horse? I long to ride bareback naked, with my long hair flowing, and my large breasts bouncing.
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Absence is to love what wind is to fire. It extinguishes the small, it enkindles the great.
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