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Standing over the corpse, one diode remained to connect and he was ready to begin replacing the brain.
"Oh! Doctor! The brain... it's destroyed! I... Oh, nooo!! It's soup. I'm so sorry!" "There, there. It will be all right." "But you were waiting for..." "We'll just have to improvise, Igor." "How? Doctor Frankenstien!! No! Nooooo!!!"
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