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Superman stared in in shock at the figure standing before him. She was dressed clearly, almost clichely, like a pimp, with a long extravagant leopard-pattern coat, a wide-brimmed hat, a flashy suit, and fingers bedecked with rings. One of her hands gripped a cane and the other one was holding the cigar she was smoking. But it was the face that shocked Superman the most. "L-Lana Lang?" the former hero squeaked. "That's right, bitch," his former Smallville love grinned as she exhaled a plume of smoke. "I've gotten real tired of your shit and now I'm in charge now. Not gonna try any shit with that Lois Lane ho when I'm around!"
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