“From the River to the Sea.” A Poem by Samer Abu Hawwash, translated by Huda Fakhreddine
every street, every house, every room, every window, every balcony, every wall, every stone, every sorrow, every word, every letter, every whisper, every touch, every glance, every kiss, every tree, every spear of grass, every tear, every scream, every air, every hope, every supplication, every secret, every well, every prayer, every song, every ballad, every book, every paper, every color, every ray, every cloud, every rain, every drop of rain, every drip of sweat, every lisp, every stutter, every yamma, mother, every yaba, father, every shadow, every light, every little hand that drew in a little notebook a tree or house or heart or a family of a father, a mother, siblings, and pets, every longing, every possibility, every letter between two lovers that arrived or didn’t arrive, every gasp of love dispersed in the distant clouds, every moment of despair at every turn, every suitcase on top of
every closet, every library, every shelf, every minaret, every rug, every bell toll in every church, every rosary, every holy praise, every arrival, every goodbye, every Good Morning, every Thank God, every ‘ala rasi, my pleasure, every hill ‘an sama’i, leave me alone, every rock, every wave, every grain of sand, every hair-do, every mirror, every glance in every mirror, every cat, every meow, every happy donkey, every sad donkey’s gaze, every pot, every vapor rising from every pot, every scent, every bowl, every school queue, every school shoes, every ring of the bell, every blackboard, every piece of chalk, every school costume, every mabruk ma ijakum, congratulations on the baby, every y ‘awid bi-salamtak, condolences, every ‘ayn al- ḥasud tibla bil-‘ama, may the envious be blinded, every photograph, every person in every photograph, every niyyalak, how lucky, every ishta’nalak, we’ve missed you, every grain of wheat in every bird’s gullet, every lock of hair, every hair knot, every hand, every foot, every football, every finger, every nail, every bicycle, every rider on every bicycle, every turn of air fanning from every bicycle, every bad joke, every mean joke, every laugh, every smile, every curse, every yearning, every fight, every sitti, grandma, every
sidi, grandpa, every meadow, every flower, every tree, every grove, every olive, every orange, every plastic rose covered with dust on an abandoned counter, every portrait of a martyr hanging on a wall since forever, every gravestone, every sura, every verse, every hymn, every ḥajj mabrur wa sa ‘yy mashkur, may your ḥajj and effort be rewarded, every yalla tnam yalla tnam, every lullaby, every red teddy bear on every Valentine’s, every clothesline, every hot skirt, every joyful dress, every torn trousers, every days-spun sweater, every button, every nail, every song, every ballad, every mirror, every peg, every bench, every shelf, every dream, every illusion, every hope, every disappointment, every hand holding another hand, every hand alone, every scattered thought, every beautiful thought, every terrifying thought, every whisper, every touch, every street, every house, every room, every balcony, every eye, every tear, every word, every letter, every name, every voice, every name, every house, every name, every face, every name, every cloud, every name, every rose, every name, every spear of grass, every name, every wave, every grain of sand, every street, every kiss, every image, every eye, every tear, every yamma, every yaba, every name, every name, every name, every name, every name, every name, every name, every name, all…
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matt and reader are bffs secretely in love and as usual they go on car rides in LA and they stop on a hill bc reader wants him to take photos of her since it's golden hour and he just falls more in love seeing how beautiful she is and he can't help himself when he surprises her by kissing her and then they go home and have sweet loving sex and it's also her first time doing it
Inamorata
Pairing: Matt Sturniolo X Female Reader
Synopsis: Matt and the reader head to a hilltop that overlooks LA. Suddenly words and looks are exchanged, and some events take place that weren’t on their agenda🌅
Warnings⚠️: Smutttt, it’s cutesy though.🥺 I actually really liked writing this one 🤭
Song for the imagine: Like You’ll Never See Me Again-Alicia Keys
⚠️This is an 18+imagine, so minors do not interact, or do??⚠️
Everytime you kiss me
Kiss me like you’ll never see me again
Everytime you touch me
Touch me like this is the last time
Promise that you’ll love me
Love me like you’ll never see me again
“What do you mean?” I asked Matt looking over at him
“I just mean that it’s dumb for you to try and get the attention of a guy who clearly doesn’t care for you, come on Y/N he’s made it very clear he doesn’t want anything to do with you” Matt says merging onto the freeway
“Wow Matt” I said jaw falling slack as I glare at him
“Listen, I'm not trying to be mean at all. You are giving all your energy to a guy who just wants to use you and then discard you” he said looking over at me
“Use me?” I asked confused
“He just wants sex, and I know you want a relationship with the kid. He clearly doesn’t at all. I mean look at the way he acts when you turn down his advances. He doesn’t care about your feelings” he replied
“Oh” was all I could say
“I mean not that it’s any of my business, but hey if you just want casual sex then go for it, but don’t expect him to turn around and buy you flowers and offer you the world; because he won’t” be said back
“I mean I don’t just want a fuck buddy I want a relationship, but how do you know this anyways?” I asked him
“Well for one I’m a guy, and I’m not like that at all, but I’ve been friends with guys who are like that. And two I’ve been in that predicament myself. Girls who just want sex and then leave me stranded. Not the biggest fan of that” he said to me
“I guess you’re right, thank you Matt for always listening to my stupid boy problems and helping me see how shitty these guys are” I said to him turning my head to the right and looking out the window
“Of course Y/N I’m always here for you” he said to me
I looked over and smiled at him before leaning my head against the window as I looked out the window again.
“I just wish I could find that special someone. I’m always let down” I said shutting my eyes
Matt looked over at the girl, giving her a once over with a sad look in his eyes. Oh how badly he wanted her to look at him, no! Not look at him, but to see him.
“Yeah I get you, you never know he might be a lot closer than you think” Matt replied
“I sure hope so” I replied
Matt kept driving, and I was wondering where we were going because we never spoke of a destination.
“Hey where are we headed to?” I asked looking over at Matt
“I’m thinking of that hilltop on Sycamore grove. It’s beautiful at this time of day. It would make for some nice pictures, and some good talks” he said chuckling a bit
“Ohh I’ve never been there, but it looks so gorgeous I can’t wait” I said smiling at him
We kept driving for another 20 minutes before we pulled up to the hilltop. Not a single care in sight, and the view was amazing.
It overlooked a small part of LA, and with the sun slowly getting ready to set it casted a beautiful golden glow against the trees and the ground. The temperature was just right too. Not too cold and not too hot, just perfect.
“Holy shit this is beautiful” I said shutting the car door
“Isn’t it. It could make a grown man cry” he said laughing
“I’m sure it could” I said laughing back
“Let’s take some pictures” Matt offered
“I’d like that” I replied
Matt and I had taken pictures of the scenery, and some still shots of each other. Man I never realized how blue his eyes were until the sun hit them and made them sparkle.
I took the picture of him and slowly slid the camera down just staring at Matt. I mean I’ve seen Matt hundreds of times before, but I’m just now seeing him. And it made my heart flutter…..
“Is something wrong?” He asked getting confused
“Oh no sorry, I just never realized how blue your eyes were” I said smiling at him
“Really?” He said chuckling
“I mean when the sun hits them they really light up. It’s awesome actually” I said smiling at him
We took some more pictures of each other, and Matt actually took a lot of off guards of me that I hated, but he swore they looked amazing.
The sun was setting a bit more now, and Matt and I decided to sit at the edge of the hilltop. A bit scary, but I tried to face my fear of heights
“So talk to me Matt” I said bumping his shoulder with mine
“I’ve been talking to you” he said furrowing his brows
“No, tell me more. I feel like you’re so reserved now a days” I replied
“Reserved?” He said laughing a bit
“I don’t know, you just are super quiet. I get like a few good sentences out of you, and then just one word answers what’s on your mind?” I said to him
“I mean nothing really. I’m just in my own head a lot of the times” he replied
“Care to share?” I asked
“Ehh it’s nothing important” he said shrugging his shoulders
“Well that’s alright, I’m all ears though” I said nodding at him
A few minutes went by or silence. Just listening to the breeze ruffle through the trees as we watched the busy LA traffic beneath us. I could get used to this, sitting in silence with Matt and watching a sunset. It was calming
“That breeze feels so good” I said out loud shutting my eyes as the wind brushed through my hair
“It does doesn’t it” he responded
“I love when I get hit with a breeze because everything just stops for a moment and that’s all you feel” I said taking a breath in
“And all you can hear is your heartbeat” he said
“Yeah…..it makes you want to cry it feels so good” I replied looking over at him
“Do you ever cry?” Matt randomly blurted out causing me to look over at him
“Sometimes, do you?” I said in a whisper looking over at the sunset
“Yeah” he said in a soft whisper
“What do you cry about?” I asked giving him a soft smile
“Shit…I cry so much sometimes I feel like I’m gonna turn into drops”he replied looking down and swallowing thickly (IFYKYK)
“I get that, tell me more” I said in a whisper
Matt looked over at me with glossy eyes and licked his lips
“I just cry about it all. Where I’m at right now, who I’m surrounded with. All the troubles I went through to get to where I’m at. It makes me emotional” he said blinking his tears away
“Wow Matt, that was beautiful” I said wiping his eye with my thumb as he looked at me
“I cry about the beauty of life” he said chuckling
“That was embarrassing right” he said shaking his head
“No, it wasn’t. I understand you Matt. I see you” I replied looking into his eyes
Suddenly Matt leaned into me, connecting our lips. At first I was shocked. I mean never in a million years did I think this is where we would end up. Kissing on a hilltop, but I loved it. I kissed back, my hand caressing his cheek.
Our lips connect like two puzzle pieces that have been lost. I pulled away, breathing heavy as I looked into Matt’s eyes
“I’m sorry” he said blinking
“Don’t be Matt, I enjoyed it” I said before leaning in and picking his lips again
“The suns set, I think we should head back” he said
“Yeah” I said nodding my head
Math helped me off the ground and we got back in the car. A 30 minute drive filled with music, talking and the occasional silence. Every moment playing in my head from our previous interaction.
Truly fighting with my mind if it was Matt all along, and I’ve just been ignoring these feelings. My mind started to race with many thoughts.
We pulled up to the house and noticed that Nick and Chris were gone. This made me a bit anxious as to where things could lead to, but Matt wasn’t like that, so I felt better.
We headed to his room and just sat on his bed talking. This slight bit of awkwardness in the air that we were north desperately trying to ignore.
“I ummm I’ve been meaning to tell you how I feel, but I was so scared you didn’t feel the same way” Matt said looking over at me
“It never occurred to me that I could like you, but when you kissed me everything just felt complete. Like you were my missing piece all along” I replied back to him
Matt leaned over and kissed me again, soon becoming a heated make out session. Something I wasn’t prepared for, but was giving it my all. Our teeth clashing together as our tongues fought for dominance. It was such a heated and needy kiss, and it made my knees weak
He leaned us back as he was now hovering over me, his right hand running up the side of my left thigh. As his kisses went from my jawline to my neck as I let out little whimpers.
His right hand slowly kneading my hip bone. When suddenly Pulled away…this was getting too much for me
“Umm wait wait” I said pulling back
“I’m sorry I’m sorry” he said pulling back
“No it’s okay” I said shaking my head
“I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable, and I wasn’t trying to force sex on you. I was just simply wanting to kiss you” he said giving me a once over
“No it’s okay Matt. I just ummm I’ve never done this before” I said avoiding eye contact
“What making out?” He said giggling
“Umm no like having sex or taking part in any sexual like acts other than kissing” I said to him
“Oh that’s okay. We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to, okay?” He said smiling
“Okay” I whispered out
“But I do want to keep kissing you” I blurted out biting my lip
Matt smirked at me, and leaned back down reconnecting our lips. His kisses moved to my neck and back up to my lips. I know I said I only wanted to kiss him, but my body was burning with desire for him.
My lower stomach flips every time he lays a kiss on my neck, and my core throbbing and dripping for him. God why was he having such an effect on me.
“Matt” I said in a whisper
“Yes?” He replied back
“What if, what if I want to do more?” I asked looking into his eyes
“Then we can do more, but don’t feel pressured, okay? I can wait” he said running his hand through my hair
“You can wait, but I can’t….I need you like badly” I said breathing heavily
“Yeah okay okay” he said in a whisper
Matt had kissed down to my neck. Leaving light kisses that were making me burn up inside.
He leaned back and pulled his shirt off, so I pulled mine off as well.
“Can I…can I take my bra off?” I asked Matt
“Baby you can do whatever you want” Hs said licking his lips
I started to blush as I removed my bra . Never allowing a man to see me this way causing me to get a little shy
“Don’t get shy on me pretty girl” he said giving me a smile
Matt had started to kiss my neck, and slowly went down to my breast. Massaging both breasts before taking one into his mouth.
“Oh Matt” I said in a whisper as my eyes fluttered shut
He then went down to the valley of my breast, and started to kiss leaving sloppy kisses on my stomach. I was aching for his touch.
“Can I take your pants off?” He asked, and I nodded
He started to take my pants off as I lifted up a little for him to get them fully off.
He looked at me with a small smile before sliding his jeans off as well. Tossing them somewhere behind him.
Matt came down to lay next to me kissing my cheek.
“Okay baby. I have to stretch you out” he said. I turned my head towards him and nodded
Slowly he trailed his hand down to my underwear. Slightly dipping his hand in to massage my pelvic area before completely sticking his hand down to my aching cunt
“Can you open your legs a bit more?” He asked, looking up at me. I nodded and opened my legs more
“Good girl” he said, kissing me, and then he slid his hand all the way down coating his fingers in my arousal before bringing them back up to massage my clit
I just gasped and opened my mouth as I looked down at Matt’s hand. My own hands fistinf the sheets beneath me.
“Feeling okay?” He asked
“I feel so good Matt” I told him licking my now dry lips
“Has anyone ever done this to you?” He asked in a whisper his blue eyes piercing into the side of my face as I continued to stare down at his hand in my panties
“No….only myself” I said in a gasp licking my lips again
Math started to rub my clit in circular motions. Allowing me to squirm and moan at this foreign feeling.
“Okay baby this may hurt” he said before sinking his middle finger into my entrance.
This was a burning stretch I’ve never felt before, causing my eyes to shut and my brows to furrow
“Ow Matt” I said finally opening my eyes
“Too much? I can stop” he said reading my face
“No no keep going” I told him, and so he did. He slowly started to rock his fingers in and out curving them up to hit my G spot
“Oh fuck” I moaned out
“That feels so fucking good” I said as he started to rub my clit with his thumb
All that could be heard was the wet sounds of my cunt taking his finger and my moans and heaving breathing.
“Oh Matt….I've never felt something like this” I told him as my mouth fell open
“Does it feel good?” He asked
“So fucking good” I said whispering the last part
“Alright my love, I think you’re all stretched out for me” he said removing his fingers from me
“Okay” I let out in a careless whisper
Matt removed his boxers allowing his cock to spring up. My eyes immediately lit up. God he was hung, and I was burning with desire
“This will hurt, so I’m going to go slow, and if it’s too much I’ll stop” he said
“Okay baby” I whispered to him
Matt had both arms on either side of my head and was looking into my eyes
“Ready?” He asked one more time
“Yes Matt I’m ready” I told him
Matt lined himself up with my entrance and slowly slid in. My mouth dropped as my eyes screwed shut. I thought his finger was painful….this was hurting like hell
“Fuck Matt that hurts” I said gripping his left arm with my right hand
“Want me to stop?” He asked
“No keep going…..just slower” I told him
He slowly started to insert himself into me further. He soon bottomed out, and the feeling of his dick inside me made my stomach churn. He was made for me.
“So perfect,” he said, moving my hair out of my face. Matt was allowing me to relax around him and get used to the stretch before moving.
“You can move” I told him, and so he did.
Slowly he rocked his hips back and forth allowing the burning stretch to subside.
He was letting out little moans and grunts that were making me so wet.
“Fuck Matt you sound so hot” I moaned out gripping the back of his head
Slowly Matt started to pick up his pace. Sliding in and out of me in such a delicious way
“Fuck Matt you can go a little faster” I told him
Matt started to thrust into me a little faster and I was completely losing my mind. Never in my life did I think sex with a man would feel this good, but Matt wasn’t just any man; so it made sense
“Matt this feels so good” I said moaning out as my toes curled
“You feel so fucking good around me” he said moaning the last part
Matt leaned down more allowing our chests to touch. This intimate action made my walls clench around him. I never wanted this moment to end.
Matt continued to thrust into me, becoming a sweaty and groaning mess above me. Pulling him down more to leave kisses on his neck as he groaned into my ear.
He slowly snaked his hand down to my clit, and began to rub. My body convulsing against him
“OH MY GOD” I moaned out at the intense sensation I was feeling
“You okay doll?” He asked looking at me
“FUCK YES keep going. Fuck Matt I think I’m going to cum” I told him as I started to clench on his cock causing him to moan
Matt was fucking into me at a good pace, his thumb rubbing my clit harder as he chased his own orgasm.
“Matt Matt Matt” I said scratching his back and clenching down on him harder
“Come on baby! You got this” he said rubbing his thumb faster
“I’m going to cum. Fuck fuck fuck” I said shutting my eyes and throwing my head back even more
“Come on. Come on give it to me” he said into my ear
“FUCKKKKK MATTT” I screamed out as I started to convulse and tremble. My orgasm completely washing over me. My vision clouded with flashes of colors, my hearing fading in and out, my thighs shaking as my back lifted off the bed.
I locked eyes with Matt as I came down from my high, my brows furrowed and my mouth hung open.
Matt pulled out of me and he started to pump his cock. Rolling his neck as he let out little moans and pants
“Fuck I’m gonna cum” he said kissing my lips
He pulled away and his lower abdomen started to contract as his mouth fell and his brows furrowed. He looked into my eyes as he came all over his hand and my lower stomach. Slowly coming down from his high and rolling onto his back next to me
“Matt that was amazing” I said looking over at him
“I’m glad you enjoyed yourself pretty girl” he said looking over at me
“You were so gentle with me I appreciate it, and you allowed me to feel pleasure” I said rolling over to my side and kissing him on the cheek
“I’m all about giving. Plus watching you cum on my cock will forever be engraved in my mind. It was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen” he said biting his lip
“Thank you Matt” I said laying a kiss on his lips
Matt ran a bubble bath for us, and we sat in the warm water washing each other as we laughed and talked about the events that had just taken place.
Who would’ve thought Matt and I were meant for each other.
I was his Inamorata.
The End
Alrightttt I’ve been MIA FOR DAYSSSS, and I’m sorry I just had no motivation. However I hope you enjoyed this story and especially hope the person who requested it enjoyed it! 🤭 LOVE YOU GUYSSS🥹🖤🖤
-J💅🏽
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guys
GUYS
you’ll never believe what nonsense I came across while I was brainrot doomscrolling through all the books and notes on the BG3 wiki trying to find stuff I might have missed in act 2
druid self-insert romantic fanfiction about the first battle against Moonrise and Ketheric
fanfic that Halsin read and criticized!!
Okay if you played early access you shouldn’t be surprised because these books existed in EA. I’ve tried to find them in my game post patch 6 but all I can find is volume 3, which is disappointing because I was hoping to find volume 4
But as a treat, if you’re like me and completely didn’t know about this, buckle up and please enjoy the self-insert adventures of a certain “Roa” who totally isn’t Roan Featherway, a druid of Silvanus and colleague(??) of Halsin himself
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Book Draft - Volume I
The name on the inside of this faded journal suggests it belonged to a 'Roan Featherway', a druid of Silvanus.
[Neatly written chapters fill this journal. A list of what appears to be book publishers in Baldur's Gate are on the first page. The cover has a multitude of titles, all crossed out: 'The Unforeseen Alliance, volume 1', 'Druids and Harpers, a fight for good!', 'The Shadowed Evil: who dares to stand against it?']
Our hero, the [brave? mighty?] druid Roa arrives in the grove. When he received the summons from the Emerald Enclave, he knew something was afoot. Filled with druids and rangers alike, members of the Enclave are scattered across the realm. They fight to preserve the natural order, keep the elemental forces of the world in check, and do battle with those who would upset this delicate balance. They are fierce warriors, though none as fierce as Roa.
Built like [an ox? A bear?], he stands head and shoulders above the crowd. The grove is buzzing with activity. Roa spots a beautiful woman with ebony hair flowing past her shoulders, her eyes as blue as a [summer's day? bluebird?]. His smile turns to a frown as he notices the crescent moon and harp pinned to her chest. By Silvanus, what was a Harper doing here?
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Book Draft - Volume II
Formed from several journals, paper scraps and, in one case, the back of an envelope, this book has been carefully glued together to form the second in a series of romance novels.
[This seems to be the second volume in a series written by an amateur novelist. The title on the cover, 'Love in Shadowed Lands', is crossed out.]
The ebony-haired woman notices Roa's gaze and crosses the grove, [winking? smiling?] as she stands by the druid's side. 'I don't usually wear it out in the open,' she says, tapping the brooch on her cloak, a crescent moon and harp pinned to her chest. 'Except for special occasions.'
'What's a Harper doing in a grove of Silvanus?' Roa asks. 'Not just one.' She gestures to a group by the sacred pool. 'We're generally more cloak and dagger,' she continues, 'thwarting tyrants and [guarding? protecting?] the realm is best done in secret. But you lot have a fight on your hands. We're here to help.'
'Since when do the Emerald Enclave need a bunch of Harpers?' Roa says.
'You haven't heard?' She laughs, her laugh tinkling like a bell. 'Strap in, sweetie. We're about to take on Dark Justiciars, their demented leader Ketheric Thorm and, if we're very lucky, Shar herself.'
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Book Draft - Volume III
The third book in a series of romance novels, this once beautifully bound book has had pages ripped out, glued back in and even tied to the book's spine using a piece of twine.
['Volume Three' is written in bold on the front. The title 'The Cost of Sorrow' is followed by a number of question marks.]
'But why?' Roa screams, the beast within barely contained. 'Why follow Shar? Why destroy Moonhaven?'
Ketheric stares down [haughtily? cruelly?] at Roa as he steps over the bodies of Harpers and druids alike. 'Shar knows all.' He smiles [maliciously?]. 'She gave me a holy mission. I'm merely fulfilling it.'
'The people of Moonhaven trusted you!' Roa cries, his anger rising. 'How could you turn your Dark Justiciars on them?'
Ketheric smiles, 'They needed the target practice. Can't have Shar's elite getting rusty, now can we? As for you...' a crescent blade appears in his [cruel?] hands. 'You are but one lone druid, Roa. Who are you to stand against me?'
Roa forces himself to his feet, Silvanus' fury coursing through him.
'I'm your downfall. Today you die, Ketheric!'
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And for the pièce de résistance 😮💨🤌
Book Draft - Volume IV
The fourth volume and final novel, this book has had almost every single page ripped out, except for the last twenty or so pages.
['Shadow's Kiss' is written in bold on the front. Pages of crossed out lines have notes in the margin reading 'finale!', 'more exciting!'. The final entry reads:]
'Get out of here.' Roa whispers, clutching his side. Blood pours from his fingers, a final gift from Ketheric's blade. 'I'm not leaving you,' Selene sobs, blue eyes filling with tears. Roa cups her face. 'I won't make it out in time. But you can.'
Selene presses her forehead against his. Her ebony hair falls forward, forming a curtain that envelops them both. Roa closes his eyes, a smile lifting his lips as her scent, wild roses, washes over him.
'That grappling hook. You still have it?' He asks.
'Of course. Why do you -' With the last of his strength, Roa pushes her from the balcony. He watches her fall, watches her pull the hook from her pack and expertly throw it, swinging gracefully to the ground. A mighty crack splits the floor beneath him as the tower crumbles. He smiles contentedly. Selene was safe. That's all that mattered.
Epilogue:
'Selfish bastard.' Selene says, kicking the base of the grave. Balsin places a comforting hand on her shoulder. 'He was the greatest of us all,' Balsin says, a towering behemoth of a druid, although not as tall as Roa. 'We will forever honour him, for he single-handedly broke Shar's hold on the land, and helped -'
[A different hand appears beneath the final entry.]
Roan, you had one job. This is not a historical record of what occurred, it is poorly written romance with no basis in fact. And if I ever see the name 'Balsin' again, I will personally feed you to Ormn.
Halsin you’re such a critic
we were robbed
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