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“Maybe it's that time of the month because those super cramps can really turn a supermodel into a super bitch.”

Quote by Dwayne McDuffie

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Dwayne McDuffie
Dwayne McDuffie

Dwayne McDuffie was an influential American writer known for his work in comic books, television, and animation. He was a key figure in shaping the modern portrayal of superheroes and has been recognized for his contributions to the industry. more

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