"Wait!", cried Jim. "Isn't a duel to the death a little extreme!"
"There can only be ONE Sharon!", six Sharons cried. "That's right!", agreed the other six.
"Okay then", Jim suggested, not about to see eleven fine young wome be wasted, "how about we use the booth and my hacking abilities to create eleven new identities for you."
The Sharons looked each other over and considered the offer. As one they came to the same decision and said in twelve point stereophonics:
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