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[Raiden is slinking along down the street, wearing his heavy leather duster to hide his desolate, mechanical body from civilian eyes.

He thinks he's doing a good job being stealthy when a strange man suddenly approaches him and hands him a pink shirt.]

Thanks....

[He holds the garment in the tips of his claws. Even if he were still human he doubts the shirt would fit him.]

It'll make a great dish rag.

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