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... dangerous weapon is one that starts thinking for itself."
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"My body is a tool," I replied. My tone came out harsher than intended. The words were sharp. Edged with a cruelty I didn’t entirely feel. "Tools get damaged in use. What matters is accomplishing the objective."
Her shoulders tightened. A barely perceptible flinch that betrayed the impact of my words. But she didn’t look away. Didn’t lower her gaze in the submissive posture she usually adopted when I pushed bac ...
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