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A figure emerged from behind a curtain of tools and half-built projects. It was The Genius, with hands blackened by oil and a look of intense focus.

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The Genius smiled. "She's more than that. She's a statement. And when you ride her, you'll not just move; you'll make a statement." Tori nodded

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