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Jalsa, Mumbai Apr 2, 2023 Sun 11:49 PM
Birthday Ef
🪔 .. April 03 .. birthday wishes to Ef Haarsha Balraj from South Africa .. Ef Krishna urf Kris Dwivedi from Bilaspur CG .. and Ef Divyansh Rawat from Lucknow .. love and happiness .. ❤️❤️❤️🌿 and all the good wishes from the family Ef
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and the Sunday meetings at the Gate be in preference of course .. hence here
And the very revealing aspect for the coming day be that on April 3, for the first time an adventure took place .. the first plane to fly over the Everest .. in the year 1934 , apparently ..
Justification :
📌 .. and on this day .. April 3, 1933 .. conquering the impossible .. happened the first fly ever over Everest 🏔️ .. by two British aircraft of type Westland Wallace bi-planes .. crewed by Squadron Leader Douglas-Hamilton and Colonel LVS Blacker in one and Flight Lieutenant MacIntyre and Mr SR Bonnet in the other .. they took off from Lalbalu aerodrome, near Purnea, India .. the flight lasted for around three hours, covered a return distance of 320 miles reaching nearly 30,000 feet clearing the mountain by a reported 100 feet .. close range photographs of Mt Everest proved the achievement which previously was not possible to any airplane ..
further justification -
the peak , the highest point on Earth .. the mountain , the Himalayas and the feat that seems to this generation to be no big deal, because they are unaware of the conditions and circumstances that prevailed then ..
Everest .. named by the British when they ruled over India ..
In the nineteenth century, the mountain was named after George Everest, a former Surveyor General of India. The Tibetan name is Chomolungma, which means “Mother Goddess of the World.” The Nepali name is Sagarmatha, which has various meanings.
Sagarmatha .. ‘sagar’ , the Ocean .. ‘matha’ churning .. and the Indian mythology that the Oceans were churned by the mountain to produce the ‘amrit’ ..
my interpretation .. though the knowledge from the records says this :
Sagarmatha is a Sanskrit word, from sagar = "sky" (not to be confused with "sea/ocean") and matha = "forehead" or "head", and is the modern Nepali name for Mount Everest.
the Goddess of the Sky .. in Tibet it is addressed as
Therefore, the historic, local Tibetan name for Mount Everest is Chomolungma, also spelled Qomolangma, meaning "Goddess Mother of the World." Chomolungma is pronounced "CHOH-moh-LUHNG-m?." The Nepali name for Mount Everest is Sagarmatha, meaning "Godess of the Sky." Some refer to the entire massif of peaks as ...
and the many adventure stories on the Sagarmatha prevail ..
And the great thrill at the time of a shooting in Nepal, when I went on a plane that flew us right next to the Everest and the experience almost unreal ..
Such be the moments of remembrance ..
It was a touristy matter and many such flights I do believe operate from Kathmandu, Nepal for the pleasure of tourists .. even now ..
Its majesty has never reduced despite the conquering of it by several now .. and the very sight of which evokes so much wonder .. the wonder of the Gods .. the makers that introduced us to us all .. and the reason of its formation .. that the entire subcontinent now known as India was a part of the continent of Africa, at Egypt .. and many millions of years ago the entire subcontinent broke away from the mother board and shifted travelled over the Indian Ocean, to the Eastern sub continent and attached itself there .. the impact of the joining of the land mass being so great , it formed the realm, now known as the Himalayas !!
I do not have authenticity on this , but it does seem to be believed , historically and geographically .
and the day in recuperation and the meeting at the Gate , of the ever present well wisher ..
Amitabh Bachchan
and the signature above out of place , because the icon that opens the Desktop to search the sign is JUST not appearing ..
and this has been on several times before too ..
this model of the updated Mac, the Ventura is absurd and has created many problems ..
deliberately done to attract more when the changed model is brought out ?? marketing and manufacturing often does that .. the deliberation to access the mode of investing in the latest and doing away with the present ..
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through the hourglass 384. brb x oc
a/n: as mentioned before,I'll take my break once i finish the fic :,) it wont take long. thank you for staying <3 (comments and reblogs are super welcome and encouraged!)
pairing: plus size!oc x rooster
warnings: just some suggestive stuff uwu
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He was frowning because of course he was.
They got to the hotel and he lied on the bed immediately,sure, the flight was…not great and his back was screaming in pain. It was a long ass flight, and he was somewhat glad they had four hours before his reunion.
Maybe he should just sleep.
“Baby?’ Bea calls from the bathroom,folding her clothes on her arm, “Everything okay?”
He sighs again, running his hands up and down his face, eyes locked on the blank ceiling as he tries to calm himself, “I am getting old.”
Beatrice blinks, “What? What are you talking about?”
“My back is just…killing me.”
She blinks again, then furrows her brows, tossing her folded clothes aside so she could walk over to him, “Hey,” she coos gently, slowly climbing on his lap - glad that he immediately cupped her hips - “What’s wrong? Are you really hurt?”
He tsks quietly, “...no.” he frowns more, “I think I’m finally…” and a shaky inhale, “Getting more nervous about this. About the reunion.”
Beatrice's heart sank at Rooster's words, her concern deepening as she looked into his troubled eyes. She gently caressed his cheek, her touch tender as she tried to reassure him.
"Hey," she whispered softly, her voice filled with love and understanding, "It's okay to feel nervous. This reunion means a lot to you, and it's natural to have some jitters."
Rooster nodded, his jaw clenched as he struggled to contain his emotions. "I know," he murmured, his voice strained, "...What if I don't…what if…I don’t know, what if it’s just a mistake to be here?"
Beatrice's heart ached at the fear in Rooster's voice, her own insecurities bubbling to the surface. She took his hands in hers, squeezing them gently as she looked into his eyes with a small smile.
"You are amazing," she said firmly, her voice with conviction, "And anyone who can't see that doesn't deserve you, not even a glance. You've accomplished so much, Rooster, and you have nothing to prove to anyone."
Rooster's eyes softened at Beatrice's words, feeling a sense of warmth wash over him as he looked at her. "Thank you," he murmured, his voice filled with gratitude, "You always know how to calm me down."
Beatrice smiled tenderly at Rooster, leaning in to press a gentle kiss to his lips. "That's what I'm here for," she whispered, her voice filled with love, "You know that.”
He smiles, twirling a strand of brown hair in his finger, letting it go,watching as it bounced back into shape, “...I know.” he whispers “...I shouldn’t be nervous.”
“But it’s okay that you are.”
“I’ve been nervous since I got invited,Bea.” he whispers, looking at her necklace instead of her face ‘...I want to deal with this for myself, but I’m also worried this will be worse than I expect it to be.”
Beatrice listened attentively to Rooster's words, her heart aching for him as he struggled with his nerves. She reached out to gently lift his chin, guiding his gaze to meet hers with a soft smile.
"It's understandable," she said gently,, "Facing the past can be daunting, especially when it's tied to memories that aren't all pleasant…”
He exhales quietly, rubbing her sides up and down, then arching his brows, “...how did you feel before you got to your reunion?”
“Like death.”
Rooster lifts his head up “That bad?”
Beatrice chuckled softly at Rooster's surprised expression, shaking her head with a playful grin. "Maybe not that bad," she admitted, "But pretty close. I was nervous, anxious, and a little scared, to be honest."
Rooster's brow furrowed in concern as he listened to Beatrice's words, his fingers stilling on her sides. "Really?" he asked softly, "...I mean,I knew you were nervous…you told me so,honey. But…”
Beatrice smiled wistfully, her eyes reflecting memories of her own struggles with insecurity. "I may have seemed calm on the outside," she explained, "But on the inside, I was a bundle of nerves. I worried about how people would perceive me, if I would measure up to their expectations…"
Rooster's his fingers gently traced circles on her back in a soothing gesture. "You always measure up and then some," he murmured, "You're the most incredible person I know."
Beatrice's cheeks flushed at Rooster's words, feeling a rush of warmth flood her chest. "Thank you," she whispered, her voice filled with gratitude, "But even so, I still had my doubts. It's hard not to when you're faced with your past."
Rooster nodded in understanding, his heart going out to Beatrice as he listened to her share her feelings. "Yeah," he murmured, "It's like…no matter how much you've grown and changed, there's always that fear that you'll revert back to who you used to be."
Beatrice nodded in agreement, her eyes shining with understanding. "Exactly," she replied softly, "But you know what helped me? Knowing that I had you by my side, every step of the way. Just like you have me now."
He smirks softly, “...I was deployed,babe…”
Beatrice smiled softly at Rooster's remark, her eyes sparkling with affection as she looks down. "I know," she replied with a chuckle, "But you were still with me in spirit. And your love meant everything to me, even from halfway across the world."
Rooster's smirk softened into a tender smile as he gazed at Beatrice, feeling a swell of love in his chest. "I'm glad," he murmured, his voice filled with sincerity, "Because I'll always be here for you, no matter where I am."
Beatrice's heart fluttered at Rooster's words, feeling a rush of warmth wash over her. "I know," she whispered, reaching out to squeeze his hand, "And I'll always be here for you too, no matter what."
They sat together in companionable silence, the weight of their shared experiences hanging in the air between them. Rooster leaned in to press a tender kiss to Beatrice's forehead, his touch gentle and reassuring. "We'll get through this together," he murmured, his voice filled with determination, "Just like we always do."
Beatrice smiled up at Rooster, feeling a sense of peace settle over her. "Yeah," she agreed softly, "Together."
He brings her to lie on his chest, rising and falling, as one of his hands cups the back of her head, “...I’m a bit better.’
“Yeah?”
“Yeah, you are the balm I need.” he smirks, kissing her temple while still rubbing her head, “Cheesy?”
She wrinkles her nose while rubbing his chin with the back of her hand, “I love when you are cheesy.” she whispers, “It’s how I fell in love with you…and how you kept looking at me.”
“Hmmm…” he hums as she sits on his lap, his hands rubbing against her thick thighs, feeling the fabric of her jeans scrape his palms before he sighs, “Well…you are great to look at.” he says, oh he was feeling much better. Much. “And…I loved seeing you,walking around.” the reunion was completely forgotten as he played with the bottom of her shirt, “Wearing those jeans - not so different from this one,either.”
"You always know how to make me feel special," she murmured, her voice soft and filled with affection. "And I loved seeing you in your uniform, too. You looked so handsome.You're like a magnet for attention."
He smirks, “You made me have the nicest dreams even then.”
Beatrice blushed at Rooster's words, feeling a rush of warmth flood her cheeks. "Stop it," she protested playfully, swatting his arm with a grin, "You're making me blush."
Rooster chuckled at Beatrice's reaction, his eyes sparkling with amusement. "It's true," he insisted, "You have this aura about you, Bea. I was just a little moth, flapping around your light and fuck i wanted to burn in you." he coos, sliding his hand under her shirt, “...we still got time,right?”
Beatrice's cheeks flushed even deeper at Rooster's bold words, feeling a surge of desire coursing through her veins. She leaned into his touch, her body responding instinctively to his closeness.
"We do," she replied softly, her voice barely above a whisper, "Plenty of time."
Rooster grinned at Beatrice's response, his eyes darkening with desire as he trailed kisses along her jawline. "Good," he murmured huskily, his breath warm against her skin, "Because I don't plan on letting you go anytime soon."
Beatrice's heart raced at Rooster's words, feeling a wave of heat pooling in her core. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer as she deepened their kiss, their bodies melting together.
They lost themselves in each other, their hands roaming freely as they explored every inch of each other's skin. Eventually, they pulled apart, their chests heaving as they struggled to catch their breath. Rooster pressed his forehead against Beatrice's, his eyes burning with intensity as he whispered, "I love you, Beatrice."
"I love you too, Rooster," she whispers “I–” she squeaks, rolling them around to pin her on the bed.
“Hmmm,i'm thinking.” he purses his lips, kissing her neck as his hands drag her shirt upwards, showing more of her soft stomach, “What I should do to you first.”
Beatrice giggled softly at Rooster's demeanor, feeling a rush of excitement coursing through her veins. She wrapped her arms around him, pulling him closer as she looked into his eyes with a grin.
"Surprise me," she whispered, her voice filled with anticipation, "I'm all yours."
Rooster's grin widened at Beatrice's response, feeling a surge of desire coursing through him. He leaned in to capture her lips in a passionate kiss, his hands roaming freely as he explored every curve of her body.
Beatrice gasped softly as Rooster's lips trailed down her neck, leaving a trail of hot kisses in their wake. Her fingers tangled in his hair, pulling him closer as she arched her back, offering herself to him completely.
Rooster grinned against her skin, his hands sliding under her shirt to caress the soft skin of her stomach. He peppered her with kisses, his lips trailing lower and lower as he worshipped every inch of her body.
Beatrice moaned softly, her head spinning with pleasure as Rooster's touch sent waves of ecstasy coursing through her veins. She surrendered herself to him completely, lost in the intensity of their passion. “Fuck…Roos…”
Rooster's hands roamed lower,unbuttoning her jeans, his touch igniting a fire within her as he teased her with feather-light caresses. She writhed beneath him, her breath coming in shallow gasps as she begged for more.
He didn’t even remove her clothes, he just slid his hand inside her panties and gently rubbed her mound. He smiles, pushing himself upwards enough to keep his eyes on her expressions. She was flushed and beautiful and looking at him through her lashes “Fuck you are so beautiful and wet,I just want to–”
“Brad! HEY MAN! YOU THERE?”
They freeze immediately, slowly turning their heads to the door. Beatrice blinked, whimpering a bit when Rooster removed his hand from inside of her, licking his fingers clean while glaring at the door, “Roos,” oh no, “Brad,wait,” he stood up with a vengeance, if there was something you don’t do, was messing with their alone time.
“Man! Come on! It’s me John!” Rooster growls “I got the gang here!”
Rooster's expression darkened, his irritation evident as he glanced back at Beatrice. She could see the frustration in his eyes, "John," Rooster muttered under his breath, his tone laced with annoyance. He turned to Beatrice with a resigned sigh, "I'll go deal with him. You stay here."
Beatrice nodded in understanding, her heart sinking as she watched as he quickly straightened his clothes and headed towards the door, his jaw clenched in frustration.
Rooster swung the door open, his irritation evident as he came face to face with John and some? Of their old friends. They greeted him with smiles and cheers, oblivious to Rooster's annoyance as they crowded into the room. Beatrice squeaked, quickly fixing herself and rolling off the bed.
"Hey, man!" John exclaimed, clapping Rooster on the back, "Long time no see! We were just passing through and thought we'd stop by to say hi."
Rooster forced a smile, his patience wearing thin as he tried to navigate the sudden influx of visitors. "Yeah, great to see you guys," he replied tersely, "But we were in the middle of something."
John raised an eyebrow, “Huh? Come on man! It’ll be like old times! And won’t it be fun to hang out before the reunion?”
Rooster's smile faltered at John's words, his annoyance growing with each passing moment. He glanced back at Beatrice, his eyes apologetic as he tried to convey his frustration without saying a word. Beatrice gave him a sympathetic look, understanding his irritation all too well.
"John, it's really not a good time," hhe interjected "We were in the middle of something important. Maybe we can catch up another time? At the reunion?"
“What? Is the missus locking you up already?” it was a joke…but Rooster did not like it when people talked about Beatrice. He was taller, stronger, bigger than those guys were - also were they really his friends? He could barely see them as before.
Rooster's grip on the door handle tightened, his patience wearing thin as he struggled to maintain his composure. "That's enough, John," he said through gritted teeth, "Beatrice and I have a private life, and I'd appreciate it if you respected that."
John's smile faltered at Rooster's stern tone, sensing the tension in the air. He glanced back at the other guys, exchanging nervous glances as they realized they might have crossed a line. "Hey, sorry man," John apologized, "We didn't mean to intrude. We'll catch up with you later, okay?"
Rooster nodded curtly, his expression tense as he watched the group of friends shuffle out of the room. Once they were gone, he let out a frustrated sigh, running a hand through his hair as he turned back to Beatrice.
"I'm sorry, babe," he said softly, his voice filled with regret, "I didn't mean for that to happen. I should have been more assertive."
Beatrice shook her head, reaching out to take Rooster's hand in hers. "It's okay," she reassured him, "You did your best. And besides, it's not your fault they showed up unannounced."
Rooster sighed, feeling a sense of guilt wash over him. "Ugh….I’m going to hate this reunion,aren’t I?”
She frowns softly “...probably,honey…probably.”
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France has Mirage 2000D fighter-bombers left over and Ukraine wants them
It is no wonder that rumors continue to circulate around France, Ukraine and the Dassault Mirage 2000D fighter bomber.
Fernando Valduga By Fernando Valduga 02/09/2024 - 15:41in Military, War Zones
Ukraine needs warplanes. France is retiring some of its Delta Mirage 2000D. And the French government has already promised Ukraine the best precision-guided ammunition from the Mirage.
If France is really going to donate Mirages, the announcement may occur soon. French President Emmanuel Macron is expected to visit Ukraine this month.
It is obvious that Ukraine would want some of the Mirage 2000D left over from the French air force. Supersonic, single-engine and two-seater Mirages are fully compatible with SCALP-EG cruise missiles and Hammer smart pumps. The first missile model is already in use in Ukraine; the Hammer will arrive soon.
The French Air Force acquired 86 Mirage 2000D fighters from the manufacturer Dassault and, after three decades of intense use during which several jets fell, it chose to upgrade 55 of the jets for service by the 2030s. This leaves about 20 of the planes that are surplus for France's needs.
Ukrainian authorities have been keeping an eye on this type while working with Danish, Dutch and Norwegian authorities to acquire dozens of surplus European Lockheed Martin F-16s – and qualify Ukrainian pilots in single-seater fighters in the United States and Romania.
“It is possible that the combat capabilities of the Su-24M bombers will be improved by the Mirage 2000D,” Ukrainian Air Force commander Lieutenant General Mykola Oleshchuk wrote last month.
Oleshchuk is not wrong in linking the French fighter to the existing Sukhoi Su-24M bombers in his air force. The variable geometry sukhois are the main long-range attack aircraft of the Ukrainian Air Force.
Firing British-made Storm Shadow and French SCALP cruise missiles at a range of about 320 kilometers, the Su-24 blew up Russian navy warships, attacked Russian air bases, knocked down bridges in Russian-occupied territories and destroyed Russian headquarters.
France gave Ukraine about 50 of the SCALPs of 2,900 pounds in 2023 and recently promised another 40. However, the United Kingdom donated an unspecified number of similar Storm Shadows - probably dozens of copies.
However, the Ukrainians have few bombers. The only Su-24M unit of the Air Force, the 7ª Tactical Aviation Brigade in Starokostiantyniv, western Ukraine, went to war in February 2022 with probably two dozen Sukhois. In 23 months of hard fighting, according to the Oryx website, he lost 18 of the bombers.
Although it is possible that Ukrainian technicians can bring back to flight status some of the dozens of abandoned Su-24s that were mofing in open storage in several aircraft cemeteries throughout Ukraine, there is another way to restore the strength of the front line of the 7ª Brigade: to give it the Mirage 2000D.
Yes, French jets would need new logistics infrastructure. Yes, Sukhoi crews may have to spend months qualifying for the Mirages. The investment may be worth it, however.
On the one hand, it is increasingly unlikely that Ukraine will obtain surplus warplanes from the United States. Republicans aligned with Russia in the U.S. Congress blocked more aid to Ukraine for months. If the Ukrainian air force intends to rearm itself, it should do so with European planes.
In addition, the Mirages may reach Ukraine shortly after Ukraine also receives a large shipment - hundreds, according to Macron - of bombs driven by Hammer rockets, each with a range of up to 55 kilometers.
The Hammers, which come in 276, 1,100 and 2,200 pounds versions with a variety of search engine options. They are comparable to the Joint Direct Attack Munition gliding bombs that the United States gave to Ukraine before the Republicans cut the aid, and that the Ukrainians installed on their former Mikoyan MiG-29 fighters.
Where it takes time and effort to integrate a new Western ammunition into a Soviet-made Sukhoi or MiG warplane, the Mirage 2000D has been compatible with Hammer bombs since the ammunition debuted in French service in 2007.
Source: Forbes
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‘ laura harrier, cis woman, she/her, 32 / 320 , half high fae / half peregryn / daemati ’ ― cauldron save you. it seems DESMERA LORANA has finally made it to the capital, the SECOND IN COMMAND from THE DAWN COURT is said to be ALLURING and is said to describe themselves with MORNING FLIGHTS TO BASK IN THE BEAUTY OF A NEVER MOVING SUN, AN AVERSION TO TOUCH DESPITE THE NECESSITY, WITHDRAWN NOTIONS TO PROTECT ONE'S HEART and with all of this in mind their DETACHED nature always seems to get them into trouble. may the mother hold them as they navigate this unthinkable time.
𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐬
full name . desmera lorana
nickname(s) . des
age . 32 appearance / 320 actual
sexuality . pansexual
occupation . second in command
species . high fae ( daemati ) / peregryn
loyalty . dawn court
height . 5'9"
𝐝𝐞𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐬 ( tw : pregnancy / loss of a child / miscarriage / death )
des has been told the story of her birth more times than she can count, a long day despite the sun never moving in the sky. her mother wailed, a stubborn child refusing to leave the womb, but eventually she came into the world screaming as loud as the sun court’s sun shone. desmera was a difficult child in that moment, but it seemed that she got out every ounce of her orneriness in that day because from that moment on she was nothing but an angel. desmera was quiet, demure, gentle and kind. she shared her toys with her siblings, gave more than she had to those in need, and showed off her heart of gold that glimmered as bright as stars of the night court.
learning she had more powers than simply flight, healing, and a slight ability to manipulate dreams was a wild night. desmera can remember it vividly, she touched her mother’s hand and heard the woman’s thoughts clear as day. it was terrifying, and des’s mother encouraged her to hide this ability and never let another learn of it. people feared creatures with power.
but that young girl found tragedy in the form of heartbreak, several kinds at once. as a peregryn, she was bred to be a warrior, and des was quite good at it despite her kind heart. being a warrior lead her to meet her lover, a man with beautiful white wings, a kind heart to mirror her own, and an edge to balance out her softness. the pair shared a deep connection, one that went past love and into something that des would claim were soulmates. their love eventually created new life after years of trying, and both were over the moon to raise a child. only that child would never come to know the world of prythian. desmera learned how hard she was on her mother in her birth, only rather than what her mother saw, she never got to hear her child scream. devastation rocked the woman to her core, and it shattered the love she once held so dearly. that day, des lost both her child and her lover.
that happened almost a century ago, but des changed so much that day and never went back. she became closed off, only open to those she grew comfortable with over decades of time, hated being touched, despite that once being her love language, spends more time alone than with others, and refuses to allow herself to love again. it’s hardly healing when you avoid it, but desmera refuses to open that little box she’s locked away. she focuses on her work, she serves her court as second in command, and she uses her skills as she needs to even if she doesn’t love her abilities.
𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬
on main : tbd
other ideas : her ex lover, siblings ( must be half black / half white ), possible dalliances ?? former peregryn warriors / sparring partners, idk anything tbh
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✦ 𝔡𝔢𝔰𝔪𝔢𝔯𝔞 𝔩𝔬𝔯𝔞𝔫𝔞 *⁎ , ✦ 𝔡𝔢𝔰𝔪𝔢𝔯𝔞 ⁑ threads *⁎
✦ 𝔡𝔢𝔰𝔪𝔢𝔯𝔞 𝔩𝔬𝔯𝔞𝔫𝔞 *⁎ , ✦ 𝔡𝔢𝔰𝔪𝔢𝔯𝔞 ⁑ inspo *⁎
✦ 𝔡𝔢𝔰𝔪𝔢𝔯𝔞 𝔩𝔬𝔯𝔞𝔫𝔞 *⁎ , ✦ 𝔡𝔢𝔰𝔪𝔢𝔯𝔞 ⁑ dev. *⁎
✦ 𝔡𝔢𝔰𝔪𝔢𝔯𝔞 𝔩𝔬𝔯𝔞𝔫𝔞 *⁎ , ✦ 𝔡𝔢𝔰𝔪𝔢𝔯𝔞 ⁑ image *⁎
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