Felicia sits at the edge of a rooftop overlooking the New York City skyline. She's propped up on her hands, her legs swinging like a pendulum. I'm not so sure the Spider-Woman is even real. Just a tall tale to scare naughty little criminals, and get J. Jonah's panties wedged up his hairy crack. Though, I wonder if she's cute...
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