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Doctor Strange


Oh, the things that I’d done to pay my bar-tabs, after I broke my hands. So, I took a trip to the Himalayan mountains in hopes the ancient one could mend me, darling. But Mordo, he had different plans, and now instead of Chianti, it’s Vishanti for me, baby.

You can call me Stephen, though most just call me Strange. I never asked to be this, Sorcerer Supreme.

Wong, please go shut the door. It’s not brain surgery anymore. Be it Dormammu or the Infinity War, I’m a Defender, baby. I wear the Eye of Agamotto.



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