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    “Have a good day, ma’am!” the A-doll who staffed the quarterdeck bade.    Suomi nearly curdled inside of her huge tubby trench coat, her long blonde hair tucked safely beneath a black scarf and a fluffy gray ushanka that still possessed the red soviet star. The overweight T-doll was shaking much more than her usual heavy duty jiggling as she briskly huffed and puffed out into the cold, not acknowledging the A-doll’s farewell.    She was thankful that the civilian model doll only checked the identities of those entering the building, not those passing outward. She must truly believe she was just another of G&