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We are visionaries.
'Sugar-free chocolate, I hope. Because I get hyper with sugar, and Daddy says God knows I'm already hyper enough without it, but he still loves me.' Mulch glanced at the label. Eighteen percent sugar. 'Yep. Sugar-free. Would you like a square?'
"No more Mr Nice Gaius!"
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