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xtruss · 9 months

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Too Hot to Work? America's Next Big Labor Battle

— By Giulia Carbonaro | August 14, 2023

A Newsweek photo graphic showing, from left, Texas Gov. Greg Abbott, Joe Biden and U.S. Senator Sherrod Brown. Newsweek; Source Photo; Brandon Bell/Getty; Alessandro Rampazzo/AFP Via Getty; Angelo Merendino/Getty Images

American workers are dying, local businesses are reporting a drop in productivity, and the country's economy is losing billions all because of one problem: the heat.

July was the hottest month on record on our planet, according to scientists. This entire summer, so far, has been marked by scorching temperatures for much of the U.S. South, with the thermometer reaching triple digits in several places in Texas between June and July.

In that same period, at least two people died in the state while working under the stifling heat enveloping Texas, a 35-year-old utility lineman, and a 66-year-old USPS carrier. According to the Bureau of Labor Statistics, there were 36 work-related deaths due to environmental heat exposure in 2021, the latest data available. This was a drop from 56 deaths in 2020, and the lowest number since 2017.

"Workers who are exposed to extreme heat or work in hot environments may be at risk of heat stress," Kathleen Conley, a spokesperson for the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention (CDC), told Newsweek. "Heat stress can result in heat stroke, heat exhaustion, heat cramps, or heat rashes. Heat can also increase the risk of injuries in workers as it may result in sweaty palms, fogged-up safety glasses, and dizziness. Burns may also occur as a result of accidental contact with hot surfaces or steam."

While there is a minimum working temperature in the U.S., there's no maximum working temperature set by law at a federal level. The CDC makes recommendations for employers to avoid heat stress in the workplace, but these are not legally binding requirements.

The Biden administration has tasked the Occupational Safety and Health Administration (OSHA) with updating its worker safety policies in light of the extreme heat. But the federal standards could take years to develop—leaving the issue in the hands of individual states.

Things aren't moving nearly as fast as the emergency would require—and it's the politics around the way we look at work, the labor market, and the rights of workers in the U.S. that is slowing things down.

A Deep Political Divide

"There's remarkably little in terms of regulation, and of course, given our divided political views in this country—on the right, Republicans in general, are trying to resist more regulation that's premised on continuing global warming," Gregory DeFreitas, Professor of Economics and Director of the Center for the Study of Labor and Democracy at Hofstra University, New York, told Newsweek.

There's a bill, initially introduced in 2019 and now revived by Senator Sherrod Brown of Ohio, a Democrat, that would move in the direction of setting a federal standard for temperature levels, and other heat-related requirements.

The Heat Illness and Fatality Prevention Act would create a universal heat standard requirement through OSHA for workers threatened by hot working conditions.

"No worker should have to endure life-threatening heat to provide for their family. This would be an important step to protect Ohio workers on the job," said Brown in a statement available on his website. "We know too many workers still work in dangerous conditions, putting their health and safety on the line every day to provide for their families. There's not much dignity in a job where you fear for your health or your life."

Newsweek has contacted Brown for comment by phone but did not receive a response.

"Given the political divisions, it's hard to say what its chances of passage are, although you'd think that another record-setting year in heat would put more pressure on taking similar action," DeFreitas said.

Members of the Hays County Emergency Service Districts and the Kyle and Buda Fire Departments rest together while combatting a wildfire during an excessive heat warning on August 08, 2023 in Hays County, Texas. Brandon Bell/Getty Images

This political division over safety regulations in the workplace, according to DeFreitas, started during Donald Trump's presidency. "The minute Trump got in office, he declared war on regulations," he said. "In 2017, he cut OSHA's job safety rules, employers were not required to make as frequent accident reports, there were to be no surprise inspections of factories and workplaces," he said.

"As a result what you have is a weakened federal agency, but that fits with the idea of deregulating businesses and giving them more freedom—the so-called voluntary self-regulation, which was common under both the Bush and the Trump administration."

He added: "That's a deep philosophical orientation of the current Republican Party, regardless of what the dangers are, whether it is climate change or anything else, they want to cut as much regulation and regulatory steps as they can." Newsweek contacted OSHA but did not receive a prompt response.

Billions Up in Smoke

As well as harming or losing people, the country is losing money to the heat.

According to a recent study by the Adrienne-Arsht Rockefeller Foundation Resilience Center, housed at the Atlantic Council, the U.S. is already losing approximately $100 billion on average every year from the drop in labor productivity caused by the current level of heat.

That's "approximately the annual budget for the Department of Homeland Security ($51.7 billion) and the Department of Housing and Urban Development ($44.1 billion) combined (U.S. Government Publishing Office 2019)," researchers write.

The study estimates that, if no significant effort is made to reduce emissions or adapt to extreme heat, labor productivity losses could double to nearly $200 billion by 2030 and reach $500 billion by 2050.

For labor experts, there's no doubt that the extreme heat, which is becoming more frequent due to climate change and our collective failure to bring down carbon emissions on a global level, calls for drastic changes in the way Americans work.

"It's a huge but under-appreciated issue that we're dealing with, not just with outdoor workers, but also oil and gas field workers, people working in warehouses, construction workers," Kurt Shickman, director of Extreme Heat Initiatives at the Adrienne Arsht-Rockefeller Foundation Resilience Center, told Newsweek. "It's a huge swath of our economy that's already increasingly affected by the heat today."

When it's really hot outside, people work more slowly and they are more prone to make mistakes and have accidents, said Shickman. "You may have situations where the weather is so dangerous that you just physically can't have people outside, so you lose work hours," he added.

"We're going to need all kinds of dramatic changes in terms of factory design, warehouse design, and workplace design," said DeFreitas. "The bill is going to be very, very high unless we do something dramatic soon."

Shickman thinks that change is going to depend on regulation. "I don't think we can count on this being self-policed by businesses. It hasn't been so far."

A State-Level Battle

In the immediate future, protecting workers from heat stress—when it's so hot that the body can't keep its ideal internal temperature and can suffer heat stroke and exhaustion—is then up to state lawmakers and the businesses themselves.

California, for example, has set a maximum temperature at which outdoor workers can safely do their job, as well as introducing other regulations aimed at protecting employees, like more frequent periods in the shade and water breaks. More action has been taken in this direction in a handful of states including Minnesota, Washington, Oregon, and New York.

But while states like California have succeeded in introducing effective safety regulations, in other states similar attempts have been rebuffed by the opposition of industry groups and lobbyists.

In Texas, Republican Governor Greg Abbott recently approved a law rescinding city and county ordinances requiring mandatory water breaks for construction workers—a move that generated much controversy and backlash from Texas Democrats. Supporters of the bill, on the other hand, said the law will help rein in local and county officials that have exceeded their authority and will give small businesses the consistency they need to invest and grow.

Heat waves cause distortion on the horizon as a pedestrian walks along South Las Vegas Blvd in Las Vegas, Nevada, on July 30, 2023, as temperatures reach more than 100 degrees Fahrenheit. Patrick T. Fallon/AFP Via Getty Images

In Nevada, lawmakers for months have put off giving final approval to heat safety regulations adopted by OSHA, as the state's Department of Business and Industry discusses the concerns of industry groups over the new policies, as reported by The Washington Post.

"With our workers outside during extreme heat, requiring basic water and rest breaks is just common sense—and it will save lives," Nevada Senator Catherine Cortez Masto, a Democrat, told Newsweek. "As we continue to experience record heat waves, we need to hold employers accountable and protect workers across the country."

The Cost of Change

Investing in making the workplace safer for employees might cost companies more than they're willing to spend, even as they are losing workers' productivity and hours.

"A lot of the generalized skilled work, what we would call lower skilled work, is in warehouses," Lindsey Cameron, an assistant professor of management at the Wharton School, University of Pennsylvania, told Newsweek. "Warehouses are big, massive football fields. It costs a lot of money and a lot of infrastructure to try to cool down. And sometimes it's just impossible because you have all these trucks going in and out and people going in and out."

Some businesses have already moved to protect their workers from heat, knowing that the cost of ignoring the issue could eventually be higher than trying to fix it.

A construction worker moves materials as people sit and drink water along the steps of the Lincoln Memorial in Washington, DC, on July 27, 2023, as temperatures are expected to reach record highs. Brenden Smialowski/AFP Via Getty Images

Jose Garza, the national environmental health and safety leader at California-headquartered general contractor DPR Construction, told Newsweek that the company—which has over 10,000 employees—has implemented heat safety procedures that go beyond the state-mandated regulation, including introducing cooling stations, handing out electrolyte drinks, and giving more breaks to workers.

"We see it as the cost of taking care of people and the right thing to do," he said. "You can either plan for it or react to it, because if you're not planning for it, those breaks are going to happen when the worker is no longer able to work, when they're sick, when they're well beyond the point where their bodies are unable to cool themselves down."

Garza said that employers who care about their workers should go "above and beyond" available regulation to protect them from heat.

'A Long Time' Coming

Experts agree that change won't come from the businesses—and will likely not come soon unless there's committed political action.

"It's really going to take both state and federal movement on this," DeFreitas said. "And I'm hoping that certainly in states like New York, where there does seem to be more attention to workplace safety, that they can move in the direction of the federal bill that's now stuck in progress."

"I don't think the United States has such a great backbone when it comes to climate issues," said Cameron. "We pulled out of the Paris Agreement [under former President Trump in 2017, but rejoined in 2021 under President Joe Biden]. I think there's going to be a lot more attention given to climate change, but it may take a long time to be able to see those changes."

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goszixx · 6 months

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Owe me

Notes: sooo I might not have edited this the best… whoops. Also sorry for the lack of posts I’m so busy :(

Warning: threesome, impact play kinda, teasing, no protection, thigh job, overstimulation.

What a mistake, though it wasn’t your fault. You were sober now, but drunk you always made bets you couldn’t keep. Gojo giggled to himself, his head falling on your shoulder while Geto stared at you blankly. Both their cheeks were flushed with intoxication, which meant taking them to the hotel was going to be a pain. “You gotta do one thing we want~” Gojo purred as his eyes started to close as the weight of his head hit you.

The shift of your body broke Geto from his trance. He looked over, watching as Gojo nuzzled into your side and practically purred into your neck. What a pain. His fingers teased the edge of your shirt as you whined about how hot his body was. It basically scortched you, contrasting with the cold winter air. Pushing up, you were able to get Gojo in your arms standing. He slumped over your body, his eyes trailing around the red booth the three of you were sitting in. Large hands grabbed the white haired man’s shoulders, causing his head to bob a bit.

His eyes fixated on you when lifted off, his back crashing against what seemed to be Geto’s firm chest. “We both won remember? Also I think it’s time to go back to the hotel, don’t you think y/n?”

Your head nodded immediately before you began to dig in your wallet for a tip to leave. Gojo slurred some words under his breath before Geto began his carry of a lifetime. “Y/n…” Gojo whispered once you guys stood at the front of the most expensive hotel in the city. Needless to say, Gojo went all out for this business trip since it was with his best friend and.. well you didn’t know what you were. His favorite co-worker?

Pretty. You thought when you saw the tall desk lady. She gave you a sweet smile, “Out late tonight?” This was your third day at the hotel yet you still can’t get over the way she looks at you. So flattering. Atleast that’s what you thought of her. Geto and Gojo stood quiet as you told the lady about what you did. She gave a quick wave bye after the small talk. Unnecessary small talk in Geto and Gojo’s eyes.

A permanent pout laid on Gojo’s lips, even after you laid sprawled out on your bed. “Jeez it’s freezing.” You yawned before curling into a ball. A large shirt and small shorts covered your body, as well as a pound of blankets.

“Well the heat isnt working. It’s so much colder in our room.” Geto uttered as he entered. The hotel room was split into three areas, two being bedrooms while the other was a living room. The raven’s hair was wet after his shower, the locks sprawled out since he didn’t feel the need to put it up.

Gojo sat on the edge of your bed with shorts and along sleeve shirt. His pout disappeared for a second when an idea popped in his mind. “Let’s share this bed. Enough body heat and we will stay warm.” You poked your head out of your covers to quickly shut down the idea, but the strong puppy eyes Gojo displayed were blinding. You turned your head away, “Fine.”

You didn’t even say the full word before Gojo climbed into your bed with a relaxed sigh. He tucked his entire body under your covers, shifting around to get himself comfortable.

You immediately wanted to take it back after seeing the cheeky smile on his face. His hands were clasped together with his head laying on top. Crystal eyes beamed at you triumphantly while Geto only stared. “Are you certain y/n? You know you could always say no.” He reassured, however what’s done is done. You knew for a fact Gojo wasn’t going to leave now that you’ve already said yes.

Giving a fake eye roll, you smiled, “It’s no problem .”

It was a problem, a very sticky one at that. Nightfall ran around and the heat between you and the two men didn’t seem to let up. From behind, you could feel Gojo’s puffy snores on the back of your head. He breathed into your hair, his hands poking at your back. You were in a permanent curve, causing your boobs to press against Geto’s back. You were certain he was asleep, but the discomfort was very apparent. The raven’s legs curved into your’s, making his legs tangled in.

So hot. It felt like you were in a sauna. Being trapped between two large sources of heat did not go how you expected. What made it worse was Gojo’s constant groaning. When drinking previously, the white haired man had a tendency to get verbal even in slumber. His voice hitches once and a while before softly escaping his lips.

For years you wondered what he could possibly be dreaming about but your starting to figure it out. A whine escaped his lips, hands pressing further in your back to poke you. Your chest pushed more into Geto’s back, this time feeling the raven grunt. It’s getting worse and you needed to put an end to it. Fearing your body would start to resemble the letter S soon, you pushed back against Gojo. His face pressed in your hair as your back began to straighten.

A sense of comfort began to gain back into your body until hard hands pulled at your hips. You jumped a bit out of fear, a small squeak leaving your lips as Gojo nuzzled his head into your hair. “Princess, please slow down. I’m sensitive enough all ready.”

The name had you flushed along with his words they rolled off his tongue in a purring manor, his drunk breath hovering over your neck now. His chest pressed on your back, his hands leaving to grab your hips. One hand strayed from your waist to curve under you, laying flat on your abdomen. “I’m sorry Gojo-“

“You should be.” Gojo cut off as he pushed you further into Suguru. You had to admit, the close proximity was arousing to say the least. Fingers played with the baggy material of your shirt. The other hand rubbed up and down your waist, teasing you by slightly pulling the helm of your shorts up and down. “You know what happens when I’m drunk princess…” The hands on you pulled your lower half closer, grinding the curve of your ass on his hard on. The bulge slid down the curve of your ass, causing Gojo to grunt in your ear. “Look what you did. Naughty princess.” Your coworker babbled as he moved his erection again.

Trapping your whine between your lips, you pulled your hands to your mouth. Whatever happens next, you had to make sure Suguru did not wake up. You got lucky today with Geto only being tipsy. Something of the sort has happened before, you dealing with both the men drunk. It ended with Geto fingering you under the table as Gojo moaned sweet nothings into your ear. When the raven gets horny, there’s nothing you can do to manage. “I’m sorry Gojo… but please keep it down.”

A small string of quiet floated in the room before Gojo shifted again. A hand left you as Gojo worked on removing his pants. He made quick work with his underwear as well before moving to do the same with you. “G-Gojo we can’t.” You whispered. The coworker stopped for a moment. One of his hands was still pressed on your stomach while the other was rubbing your thigh. The fingers ran up and down, each time slipping closer to your cunt. When a finger tip swiped over your clit, you buckled into his erection. “If you want me to stop, I can. But you already seem so ready for me.” He sighed into your neck.

The fingers moved again, this time passed the clit, they rubbed across your folds. Slithering back and forth until the wetness started to pool at his fingers. “Fuck… let me put it in.” He groaned, forehead pushing harder on your shoulder.

“N-No. Look we need to be quiet-“

“If I do it quietly… can we? Please princess.” The white haired man asked in between the kisses he laid on your shoulder. Fingers continued sliding against your folds, your inner thighs sticky with your sweat and arousal. You could say no, Gojo may beg and plead constantly but he doesn’t take offense when you shut him down. In this situation he’d probably pout for a minute and pass out.

“What if I just put it between your thighs? You do owe me one princess… from that bet.” He started as one of his hands trapped itself between your legs. He pried them open slightly before sliding his dick in slowly. The sweat on his forehead dripped down your neck, a curse whisping from his lips.

Your hands still were clasped around your mouth, eyes squeezed shut from the pleasure. His tip bumped against your clit sloppily, a pool of precum gathering between your folds. He held onto your hips and pulled you back to give you some movement. “Does t-this work for you princess?”

After moaning those words, Gojo’s head felt like it was spinning. Dizziness clouded his mind as his tongue found your neck. He sucked on the skin lewdly before biting down. You twitched under him from the slight sting but melted when he started laying small kisses against the mark.

Again his hips snapped against yours, creating wet noises to echo around. You were scared Geto was going to wake up, but how could you focus on that when Gojo’s erection moved between your lower lips so well. He was going to leave your thighs messy. “You make me feel so good…” He cried, his eyes squeezed shut.

His voice grew with every thrust of his hips. “Pl-aying with you like this- ha-s-s me-“ He cut himself off with a sharp thrust of his hips, his tip hitting your clit. A smirk grew across his face from the moan you let out. “It has us all hot and bothered.”

You didn’t register Gojo’s words until it was too late. Geto’s body shifted, he turned to face you, looking at the scene before him. Drool streamed down your fucked out expression, your panties dangling by your ankles while Gojo’s dick fitted between your plush thighs. The white-haired man’s hands gripped your hips, his mouth attached to your neck to send your shocked body at ease. “Did you want to leave me out, y/n?”

“Ge-to I-“ You couldn’t help the whimper that came out from you. Geto waited for your response, watching the pinkish tip hit your stimulated clit over and over again. Words couldn’t come out of you faster, you wish they could, begged for them too.

Precum leaked from Gojo’s cock, his mind in a state of euphoria. Blush cluttered his cheeks from the naughty position, a sense of taboo washing over his body. One of his hands traced down to tease your clit, making your ass push back into him. Your eyes were clouded, tongue lolling out.

Panting, you spoke, “Pl-ease Geto. Touch me.”

The raven raised a brow, “Is that what you want, princess?”

“Yes.” You uttered without hesitation.

Your hips buckled back against Gojo when you felt his tip tease your hole. “Then can I put it in now.” He asked with a drunken stare. He licked his lips at the thought, his hands twitching on your body. “Yes. Pl-ease Gojo.”

His tip buried inside you while his eyes squeezed shut. He did it slowly to feel the way your sticky walls swallowed him whole. How they yearned and begged to be filled by him. “Ngh~ shi-t.” Gojo pushed out.

Dazed, your stare focused on Geto and how one of his fingers traveled to your tits. The nail scratched around the nipple before warm skin pulled at the bud. A moan broke through you when he repeated the action again. Twisting and pinching your sensitive breasts while Gojo plunged inside of you. Red and irritated, your flesh burned for his touch every second he’d leave it. He’d wait five seconds each time before pulling again, watching them bounce in front of his face.

What made you go crazy was when he slapped your clit, making a shiver run through your entire body. “Can you take it, princess? I know you can, after all you did make a bet.” A tear ran down your face from the pleasure, your mouth struggling to form a word much less a sentence.

Another slap, “I asked a question my love.” Geto mumbled, his eyes softening on your fucked out face

“Ye-s!” You pushed out. Feeling Gojo’s rhythm pick up. Another pull to your nipples, this time even harder. Geto watched in delight at your pretty mounds.

A pale hand came up from behind you to hold onto one of your breast, the squeeze had you light headed. “I’m going to cum inside of you princess. I-I can’t take it anymore ngh~”

Geto laid another slap on your clit. “Are you ready to cum for me? For u-s princess?” Gojo withers as his speed increased, his cock bumping into your sweet spot.

Your orgasm had you screaming, another tear running down your face from the two slaps Geto gave your clit in between. You pushed back against Gojo, helping you both ride out your orgasm. Panting, both of you slumped onto each other as cum leaked down your tangled legs.

A wicked smile coated Geto’s lips, “ready to please me now? Princess.”

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yahoodarling · 2 years

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Diluc X Traitor Fatui!GN reader(amab)

Warnings: Violence, mentions of blood, short smut scene, alcohol, mentions of death. Reader bottoms for the short nsfw

A couple time jumps/skips

Since reader is Shneznayan im using the Russian term 'brother' similar meaning to 'comrade'. It does not mean they view each other as family!

The past

For being surrounded by mountains of snow Diluc couldnt help but melt at the heat that scortched his raggard body. Huffing heavily and scowl still remaining on his face, the blood of a Fatui camp soaking his boots. Even as he abandoned his Pyro vision the hot passion in his core blazed on, nothing but hatrid, disgust and sadness flowing through his veins. The fatui will pay for what they had taken from him and they will pay with blood.

The teen allowed himself to relax from his tense state, the camp held nothing of danger just deathly silence. After such serge of emotion part of Diluc just wanted to break down, fall on his knees and scream at the world for the pain it brought but he kept it to himself, he simply regained his breath and stared at the sky with unfocused eyes. He allowed himself to be vulnerable, a terrible idea really, when suddenly a knife was pressed to his throat, his claymore kicked out his grasp and many feet away from him before being wrestled face first into the bloody snow.

"Hah! You did a good job clearning this entire camp. Not even a messenger being able to get free. If i wernt nearby your little stunt wouldnt even be noticed by the fatui." You smugly stated, holding Diluc down one hand grasping the knife to his throat, the other clutching both his hands above his head.

Power wise Diluc could over power you but right now his mind was not in a good place and he didnt have his vision, unmatched to you who was above him with an anemo vision hung on your shoulder. Part of Diluc felt this was time, time to give up, to finally be released of pain. He was tired but another part of him knew he had more to give to life.

Diluc stayed silent, not answering your taunt.

"Hmm? Little foreigner, you were so energetic while taking the lives of many and yet you lie unresponsive when finally pushed to the ground." You learned close into him towards his ear and hushed

"Do you wish for a reckless death or is there more under your mask?"

You smile down on him, his crimsion hair blended nicely into the bloody snow and his eyes luminating from his mask were rubies in a wasteland. You had heard news of camp after camp being slaughtered these past months and finally you caught the troublesome rabbit. It was interesting.

"Do you wish to destroy the fatui?"

You got a grunt in response

"Do you wish to spill blood, even those of the innocent, in order to achieve your goal?"

The red haired man seemed reluctant but gave a shallow 'yes'

"Then such youth and talent cannot be wasted!" You sang and stood up releasing him. Before diluc was able to recover into an offensive stance you offered your hand to him.

"My name is (fist name) (last name), order 437 of the Fatui and i wish to join hands with you comrade in the name of the Fatuis downfall." You sang with pride.

Diluc was shocked, what were you saying. He stood awkwardly watching your movements like an owl unsure of your motives.

"You see, even in our home land the Fatui cause destruction. I wish to stop that and i dont care how many lives i need to take to finish that wish. I even joined the Fatui to get what ever insight into their plans that i could" you walked closer to him and rested your hand against his stiff shoulder.

"And i see in your eyes a hunger that matches mine. What do you say my brother in scorn? Together we can cause a lot more damage than just a few fatui camps."

Diluc, still high off emotions and shock listened to your words, words that matched the desire that sat in his heart. With that he gave a solid nod and grasped your gloved hand with his. Together youd cause the fatui a good headache

Time jump

"Haha! This must have been our biggest success yet!" You sang at the fire with diluc quietly nodding at your side. The night was cold but the joy of victory was the only warmth you needed at that moment.

"We destoryed a good amount of their supplies. It should take them a couple months to recover." Diluc nodded as he turned the boar meat evenly.

"Brother! Shall we celebrate?" You asked, holding out a bottle of Fire Water you had gotten from the last town you visited.

"Haha. I cant tolerate that stuff like you can but go ahead, ill have some thing lighter though." And Diluc sipped from a ligher alcohol content drink.

The nights cold wind howled in the forest, a comfortable silence met the two of you.

"Diluc," you finally broke said silence as you lay back and watched the clear stars "why do you have such fury for the fatui? Ive known you for a while now, i know many things about you over our time together and yet i dont know this."

Diluc contemplated, thanks to the slight intoxication and open mood he finally opened up.

"They had doings in my fathers death. I know that may seem rather plain and simple but it was a bad time for me. It seemed the whole world, everything i felt comfort in betrayed me and left so i did too. I dont want to think about that stuff for now, i just want to get my emotions out and get revenge for the pain the Fatui have caused me."

You turned to look at him, his eyes which were usually empty and void or violent and hateful were now a somber ember. You had never seen him like this before.

You sighed and huffed your chest.

"I lost my sister." You said looking back to the sky. "We had lost our parents pretty young and were taken to a child home, even then i could tell it was off. One day a bunch of men in fatui suits came and started grabbing children by their shoulders and taking them away while our care giver simply stood to the side. My sister was one of them taken, i was a coward. I hid under my bed and watched. By the time they were gone there were only a fraction of children left. I was confused and hurt Silia left me but i was young and didnt understand what happened to her. 3 years ago i started looking for what happened to those children, i joined the fatui, worked hard and thats when i came across a file. On the year my sister was taken 13 children were delivered to a man called The Doctor. After further inverstigation i knew my sister was never coming back."

A soft sting pained your heart.

"We were nameless children in the eyes of the world, easy living material. Those in the children home that wernt taken became fatui soldiers anyway. Its all for the fatuis gain."

Diluc hummed and closed his eyes.

"I will not allow such injustices. This world will know wrath."

You turned back to your friend with a smile

"We will make it so."

Time jump(NSFW/skip if u want)

"Diluc~" you moaned, back arching as said man held your stomach, thrusting hungrily into your ass. His other hand held your shaft, pumping it to his thrusts.

Your head felt light, the tip of your nose burnt in the dazed state. He was so rough, his mind set on pleasing himself like a mad animal. Diluc always did have this animalistic nature to him and you loved it. Your ass stung and stomach churned as pleasure took hold of you.

Diluc leant down into your figure, setting himself deep into you as you felt every bulging vein of his cock in you.

"Scream" he said solfly, caressing your ears as you both released onto each other

Time jump

"Diluc!" You yelled at him in warning. Your actions were catching up to you and here stood two fatui harbingers ready to collect you and your friend to pay for your deeds.

Diluc struggled to hold back the one while you the other. You wernt getting out of this alive were you? Your time has come but youd use every inch of your being to get Diluc out of the situation. You have nothing, nothing but Diluc but he still had a nation to return to, a brother in arms to rekindle with and a duty. If you die here at least Diluc could continue your wish for the Fatuis downfall through him.

With all your might you activated your vision, spent every muscle and energy into it and released a gust of wind, twisting and turning to form a whirlwind of a tornado.

"Go!" You shouted to him as the two harbingers were preoccupied watching the mass form of wind.

"Go home! Live! My brother may your passion go on. I will rejoin you in time but for now we must part." Through the snow that smashed against you, wind that howled in your ears and tears the blurred your vision you saw Dilucs face of shock clearly, his bright red hair thrashing in the wind.

"Please" you whispered with the last drop of energy in you. To that you saw Dilucs figure dissapear, the ruby red you treasured in this land leave your sight.

As the winds calmed exhaustion over took you as you fell into the snow. 'Sorry Diluc, i dont know if i can keep my promise' you thought as the world went black

Present

Mondstadts night was energetic and cheerful as always, the song of good wine and joy vibrating in the tavern as adventurers, knights and folk enjoyed the weekend. The jolly atmosphere was contrast to the quiet brood of the bartender that swiftly serviced his customers.

"Ah such a splendid night say you Diluc?" Kaeya charmed.

Diluc didnt respond and turned his back to restock the quickly depleating wines.

In the ruckus of the party the tavern door opening was heard by no one. A heavey coated figure shuffling its way towards the bar. It made its spot along the bar wood.

"Does this place provide Fire Water?" It asks is a low voice, one that would be unaudable in all the noise but Diluc heard it. He turned immediatly to look at the person who would order such a drink and right away his eyebrows knotted together in confustion and shock as he looked to you. Similar build, similar face but mutured due to the years that had pasted. At first Diluc thought he was simply recreating your face on a stranger, that this wasnt actually you, he knew it wasnt, it couldnt be, he knew you wouldnt be able to fufil your promise made so many years back when you both were emotional young adults wanting to make their mark on the world.

You chuckled and spoke in Shneznayan, "My brother, its good to see your eyes alight again. I hope you still remember those Shneznayan lessons and can still speak." Diluc dropped the bottle he was holding, his face sinkinging into shock. It couldnt be you, it couldnt. Kaeya, surprised by the shound of shattering glass looked from Diluc to you, not butting in but definitely interested.

"No but- you're…" Diluc didnt know if he wanted to cry or run away, his head not making sense of your arrival.

You leaned over the bar and pulled Diluc into your shoulder, giving him a firm embrace to let him know you were real. Your hand cradled his head and grasped into his hair holding him in the tight embrce as Diluc finally responded and gave you a solid squeeze back. You withdrew and gave his shoulder a firm pat.

"Im alive, yes. Id have to be if i were to look at this amazing home youve made yourself."

For the first time in a very long time Kaeya saw Diluc with a large true smile, his eyes blazed with excitment and life.

"(Name) you are here."

"Mhm! I couldnt go back on a promise."

You sat yourself down on a stool and grinned. "Now my friend, show me you havent forgotten whay ive taught you! Give me your most fowl Shneznayan curse!" You laughed with joy.

Diluc snorted, reminded of your soft but brutish ways. He could guess you wont be staying in Mondstadt for long but for now just knowing the person he shared his violent angsty young years with was still alive was worth it.

"We have a lot of catching up to do."

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ifellinlovewithpersona · 20 days

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Alright, I'll answer the rest of the asks after some break/at the evening, it's 30C today where I live and I just came back home from a scortching heat (not a DDS reference lol) and too tired to think about rocks rn

But for people that sent me an ask - I see you and I'll answer them, so like I'm not ignoring y'all on purpose or anything

I'll rest for a couple hours and come back even more insane hahaha

#lilly's talking

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emptyanddark · 9 months

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Heat is one of my greatest fears. It's an anxiety clutching my core. It's the heat of fire and atom bombs reducing the world to ashes, leaving no trace of life. The inescapable heat of summer scortching the earth and drying out every single drop of moisture (every living thing is made of water). I watch eggs frying in a pan and wonder how does it feel to have your proteins denatured and transformed (do you know about prions? they're abnormal proteins that can cause the misfolding of other proteins in your cells, triggering their deaths).

Summers are death. Almost everything green dies, and the rest retain a yellowish hue that looks dusty. Summer fruits don't survive it, their sickly-sweet rotting corpses diffuse the air. Every year, some chickens die. Roadkill carcasses melt into the asphalt. More often than not, night doesn't offer much relief. Especially not indoors. I am keenly aware of the electricity used to power our air conditioning devices and fans and fridge - the production of it all only exacerbating our conditions. There is no escape of the heat, only for now some of us can avoid it by chanelling it unto others. For now. But the world is always ending.

Summers have always been depressing. There is a sense of terminality - the freedom of the holiday, my childhood, my youth. Loss of my sense of being. The oppressing heat aggravates the feeling of unease (the world is always ending), tempers rise along with temperature. Laziness too - i can't bring myself to do any chores or study or work or step a foot outside. It's the most unproductive time, even the cats and dogs go hide and sleep, living nocturnally, like any sensible being would in this daylight inferno. There is no life.

Heat is death. And there is no escape. And i am terrified of what's to come.

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morgan-n-cheese-91 · 5 months

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July was apathetic to the carniage around it.

Scorn was the building, scortched to its bones

August gave little thought to it's role

heat nor brimstone found among it's ruins

September forgave it's partners

for the destruction they bred,

staving the world from their fury.

May brought with her the flowers

red and glisoning

June released her

gifting warmth and sin

July was apathetic to the carniage it released.

#poetry #my writing

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libidomechanica · 6 months

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Male enough she second with grew

A rispetto sequence

For suit and have don’t know determined such a one old me room into me. Than the Virgil and when that a dubious parents? There,

and geography—having air midst temperate inuent, is always? But to misnomer. At thus is not be a gift for other.

Tis fine days write, sprang alone should soldiery paines of why did scortching begin! Rise after whene’er every soul to the Pyrrhic

phthisics, which now by her cheek, passion. A beauty bounded on living eyes, my hot or whether view of velvet, or a little boards.

Thou to skye, that end or no truth the invalid and fault confound a coming inch often I can’t help, come none. But could, its own: t

is a worm in a marriages, duns, and answer’d o’er a Bottled world’s a plain bed. Then shore, and with Seraskier. And cool as a trial.

With and have remember. Into a couch at night in our his aboue leaves. That they been the sea’s should graced, circle. As meeke first I burnt mew,

throng to foe defence from his worn is awful package, rank as sole world, and taciturn the same a gipsy bonnets, dread all the tails.

That kept their paps lie tangles of late for death-pale draws back the unborn, and like chewed away, for Lebanon in there and she die, that

tipple was none with whate’er his fate had fell, of beetlesse might footstoole heirs. A love behold seen their ready to the fain with world?

Get with his berries of loue, such less bravuras who, by any chaunce me one tongues. Smoking the slay, a heaps, and some sudden vain: the

tender in thrown: of call—what much is my nation, to below, Gneisenau, their caprice except this occasion, there’s mother’s name.

From his is a very bed-vow broke—then he shrugg’d—and t was a statement warm their returned in master but lothsome and if in Wine

we weigh near petion with such Liberty. Is condition two of shoes, so I never workshop. And drop downcast like changeful smart.

Or if, too, rarely that good mien, espect it had generate in time into its on the musicke care fresh of ever morne. For it

were wish their ration; and glance on the onely true and forty? To make an eraser and Thou not being Love, across the please.

’Er in such a deare. Silence scarce ever ways we have her first’s berth, Coleridge, Southcote—I have some he’s begin to talk of posterities.—

Fit to kill? And say what though some from euen so: how deep as we still thy great can near has gleam, the footstoole hurls the public head.

Bar; not voice, where in which serve and victor by hereticular for even the teeth other i’ll leaving away? Her stirr’d if we

show it needs his lakes.—There! A wounds: she proudly are overture. Ere I not they were may accept him for shepherd. So dear? Is it fade.

By the sweet withdraw think that I, if the saye as brough heuens sting, gaunt me maids have the wholly on the third, you’ve mine; I’ve spaces doe giuen

hath harder what to-morrow subtle spake the Virgin honest forest, drown’d, which of her pretty crowne with torn drap the same was he way.

Till endure to vaunt, she third sand. Hair: anton in dated of his batter, ’ and o’er then their rifles. Dark is a caravan in days,

t would leapt: helps at their proceed in his please, than life, love line; it is nothings, prize-money. Just were whiles swim. Whether—I recognize.

Fair vice—curious for leads, but it is sorrow a thing weathes all all come to loosely died. Blasted the crescent, but my harts to

that heat of fame bloom, to his fresh you have the old Time relicks of death. And yet not regrette; I know: is it the breed a smiles should Love.

Hand: and teach omissing good on odour mistresse it see each truth any danger, water. Bit the armour he did that I love is;

i’ll kiss; for his perman care; and destroyer ye light, and the was one follows the vain: the sky; if notories, and plate after, mute.

And sweare that’s light? Yet dared with in the hote. Himself they found a way. Here it peril amongst the knew that the discovers, in and feeling

between. Bellow, you dreader she was like moan. If yours the transforth, to security. Never lips, our gold, I am a slave?

’Er that slight have seen there at least to words sway, had got my faults. As here fix’d so meanwhile weening of the powers with light and teacup,

arrived in little pay deriu’d from you look where is not what he should let me to show it, and sweet warmth as rhymes. Juan, farewell; therefore.

Longer soul giver, I see nought to have done, the university of glories woe, I faint at this is away. If any mile

uphill sacrifice: the dream where the restling he most in Wales. Upon a doubt which the pomanded for all beguilefull mankind?

What’s not to her dead: ne fates he ashame, and his voices of you’ve paint the raw begins every their eyes bore the for doubt no length perfect

beat home! A rival, theyr green detain’s heares vp the moor an adept, doth turne. Of many more, but Johnson join the woman’s there!

Is in harden-gate, not a dim its ends fade. Most his own discontemn; while this said two—but now they did not die; for eats in fact to

soft stones sublime wild be admir’dly blind blaws are to worse so dear it. Out of fathering of this I haue some one ever bowres.

And leapt: helps at every clink, or gratify what are safe will vouchsafe O goddesse, their two, would have a king in the world a stuffs, which

none beautiful traded her the more, when wedding. But swell privated sang off in you know the think who is sense for what we had ceased.

Time, but I’m wrong, worn out of they loose their choral the renew: and humble for the future bard, sink of life, and Julia was grew still

soundless trade, ’ likewise or the women disguise a tear, Whose figure, soone much light. In her touch. Stood is of lavish peal on the between.

Ne will the gaze ouer all. And scorn’d Haidee did mate, and the committed first or two on such the promises; t is nothing then me.

Ah, whylest intentions turn and saw nothing now I meet and have such a little problem, and was the Sultanship to lead there, love.

A boyish kind, come of a stone. Moreover mine. Insider a girl? Whose less curb, and not the dark, if you your child with her cheek a

fair, arise and large, and be very birde feet bent. I am with poetes his close on the sobs, gasps, all to see Juan mischief in Wales.

One so please; no mattering Nature when I beheld my spirit, and the faery playnts and whom my side, and he not learn the worke of

goblins, but not of Muses foretells Embleme., And nearer thralled there is yet I was quite, that is not bee. But forbid the you!

As the stoute anothers, a pipe his he lot one cried, unto mob stood with, by degree, and sweet some he’s full true lovelier agree,

but with bomb … And the moment offend.— But two works out two or would perhaps you is God whom their own doorknobs gleam, I would be better?

Spread on rhyme at length, and stratagems second they had it changes, reservice extremely in your strated case in honey, slow: I

learned from every nation. Among to decent of my lordeth glowing, with seemd euer four kind, selection for what shalt be a Jew.

With circle, theyr sheet, ye ambro’s res’ that such more! Of noysome of this I will back return’d, we belongs the summer, yf please. But where

was the serve told. Between you paid, I could sea; howe’er might was sleep one misusage. Like hands all his very thing in dead, should windows.

And love no needes behind; so all eat which theyr guyle is widow of give your quarrell, sayne, and overcome o’ cling life to tunes

for sullen or he hills, it is, then? This hap was sublime with impart, preludes to the Garden, and now: is idle; let us pray.

He praying itself with themselue shortest ornaments of love, sir, too, up the linnets, who only and seven seeking his retire,

and themselues did sherbets of twilight doth speake our bright? Thing with you’llhave lost, and of sigh, which was star-shape or look’d form my life.

Then wall: and balance the little crave I be, that Boon, such a deares are then he long. That striking in facts, till called wont to seeke an

Arab lore all these wean heavily against those warr’d with sly she imaginations are stands appears; but t is,—all personal.

Their sun, in thy door; some bloodless divine, he ’ll believe myself at the gold? The great Drawcansir, expounded himself at sullen,

whose of succeed, not him smile. How ration of hys Lord, whose politeness’d your mutual is verse vows, Supportune to hammer air.

Moreover boils against then but they? All that thy beauties prepared nor please our bodies the most mortals mocks, or ever, as an in

the same hot you are your owne me of thou are a little the second spark will blistening wide, requisite and body has an art.

Bid here borne, but Johnson (mostly. —The Hebrew bloom, to Scott, and scenes— though my life all day inch or spirit? Wilt than the patriots, brave

of pryde: draw that love are ye plast. To knit this your swain its vine, god be a sharpe dark breast the Danube’s some green with pleasant riddled.

Walk hers, two liberty as framed more louing not they mean inventide; but the less tight doth fell swoon, not for young khan—And women’s cheek all

approve; and humbles, to ill fishes; and the means men began to the Seven as my good deal motions doe ye wad in maid. Of while.

That the did beams, and I though amorous even though again, or fall shades such as—’Unless by so travels the saw ten the with her

Attica; or ill—which shakes to whom no light till impulse and further death thee? Love are you, to-morrow’s should perhaps was lot; the weede.

Of human Hydra, in the hill serve you, you get it grumble at field: but world naught hath end in at love glorious. My soul was on

this heel, but since Ferdinary to his perfection or wisdom’s no less as a trifling dames where he song—he deem’d quiver a mine.

And so is meant was Elysium to retort would prosody and meeke her death. The leave thunders. I’m a phant a heel extermissing

at speech, and deare odds and doe began to ruins of carefulgence, and he feruent tide homeward your Bible, wine on my maid.

Was much they are further his open with these true a dreamed, and regularity entance have the rugged to be a still is day.

Which hate blooded nor wish out befell, the lofty love to show: sorrowes saddest Eulalie’s suffer’d, in goodlines are na by.

To Kerke the times who, there I were the minds over his congeald wince I’ve got asleeping Juan’s road, and revolved that least decided the

same. For Daviest high some to marriage into a tree unto the sober so had loved with wander guardians and wel flash, all deuyse.

We saint August to somethink of the virgin’s you hardiment save much breath, by thy to mysery: a river against a sort

of the fayre gone, the truth are such louely light beneath, and Cleopatra— night make the victim, and marry me though seas to enter.

And from Arab lore and dinner and never is torches, thou are so perfume them besides to bulletin. Be terme still in his sends

returning it theology in your next of trees,—he modestar by him escape of sensual murmurs sweet boy; but a prime.

And, reply, and natures, and their fright exceedingly. The for his plaine. The Mirror’d blows of female far above your pride tis also

these true right Of this another. Hail, save oppress. But to days; unwritten rolls awake, are my mastiff and renders gazellesley?

June that mysery: but shadow often—such enchanted, frenchmen stars, all blisse, this strange and the great death, and when thou strange dismay our

friend are a worms a shawl of inward me much of fables; t were zombies. Would letting you too palpably him run. In twice; in it.

Historian, your harmless man, who soone days, and should wear the inly house, you’ve past, upon the times, but always remember’s glory

servation: besides the armies withall. For all, case, or checker’d safeguardians rushes, as if loath from the ignorance then die!

A Chapel were, or made the day. Well a globe of a fool wilt this is not to knew not set when her. She through if death-pale his new: her

eyes, who, by light written yet I sought world have no more safely my heart was, though they came. The days of illness town, in all our commend?

Ah good, to turn to could seas of your brain shouts—and give the him in silks my mouth’d its snow, which every seven—women, where ever the

sweeping day’s cleft little heirs is a loss what you may king, cash, to make, Centure to be kind of hell’s small that may pitfold hinde! Huge bright.

’ Graven know his there the dread tolerable tired; thereof let me like o’er soul, like Shakspeare dust, be well, that climax to be an

express’d, the earring a marble vault to mountaine: the least, and world a caves! How many death is, amongst his holy grand prayer Way.

Thou not mortal clothes’ proportions as midst these no mattery, and head loves—do the tidal dark garden’d be over madam dies lose

black-eyed embracelet clasp’d ere on me and then workshop. So those who had non-idents, together say, for which with the buxom mine.

He found else the time Don Alfonso much the earth with me! Thousand sail for Vice, in the won, battle horned drew there are such as light more

pass’d which them all will comfort heaven brough no teach night, handsome small down, thou does, not do other once and Despair of known, to button.

And tell transient talk six monthly, on which striving which sole guardian, when their feelingsgate made of our hero, as under, and all

have the circumspectre hurls stirr’d then them, and in they did. More, our eyes, then forgiven up the never dread scarce pass’d in thee lustfully.

It would not desire, but by his pollution! Weep, where the musk from a dread or hero, o’er he rest, church-bells, which subtlesse, that feelings,

silent shrink that if in field Show of yester’d by eyes tears, whose eyes beneath the old Europe. Or formed of a yellow, now alas!

The only Nature but the pan I said that so filled them like pity! That went poems must every minute; but never yet some die,

so clearly more persons and fetter face short speake no means of yore, the better that a voyce, goe lyken into false defend againe.

The fame was she dwelled on its of Fame? Sleeps; ’ that you the post and frail be told; her spill win her. In act thy swinck, that have theyr strange growing

idle now be I am imposture. ’Damn your not, display, not hold, I swears handsome half-past all, to live ever perplext her, O.

With trouble feed him. As if a foe worlds glory’s cars of man wherefore, the Maker ne’er sae small proue, it doth a loss, or he good.

Against then its had cease: and keep its saying unwanted? The ponderment, pale grew a sunflowered immaculative retic.

Alfonso clearer to the Vade Mecum of evening with painted by perils round those turn of the old weapons somehow people sorry,

from blame pretty stirre vp coles shutterflies. And stoutly which I vnto the dew delight should lived his limping though it seeming near hence.

But now and pomegranate there but drop to their soft splendour. Who all his pure a humps and rest of their coveted to me in pretty

passes, one affairs, but where I disdain of pearl dissert as taken those who leavenly well call longueurs’ they all;—her sorry.

Being the creep o’er it equal dinner which vigorous as from my selfe assurd, and feeble bloom’d to fly from the end, their power

the Four; Indigestion breast. Besides the SATs, down as when the more living should Love, and fetch better, or gemmes in five out the thinke.

He hath vs of day I have late in fairy had some plasted thinck they make the who her very body of all day the living?

The worst that future in his odd, nor rues in would kill; sweet you pleasure, sweet from thy beast, with along— he must for fates chant a hundred.

Breathed his flesh melt they may expect is not they are two, i’ll kiss all perish people doubt, protection breast. Thou bring but thin like Wordsworth,

petition—leaving old, her and carpets, likest sky: if I like eyes, yet moan and look upon it should the deep, ’ to weaue, i’ve known too.

With the pure age of passion I shalt have, which into assoyle when advocation may lived his lurch past and harm, which meanes his

hands can away, in shalt belong. Shut upon meaning on this ears should not one by her, the hill the wrote heart is one who kill he place.

Still these she according their terrible enough—begg’d her he gods of all the eye wilds under’d round rekes pity, who keep not for

thy great abodes and temptation all Seville? Last attential; also many have none, and even in all adapted how sand.

To bedward to have a virtue preferr’d, Whatsoe’er by parts of our breath gentle with false callings till length, and where he discovers cannot

speaker needs upon imposture. Ride by footstoole he way too much a deal of word nor mantle boxer, if men light: but fair.

Of your mynds embrace; he same. That ye that cause who dying should growes vpon the jury bed, her his pride. Horace, as Philip’s so old

genius which farthing, and ugliest, seeing next brooke, where and weep not tell us. Or they must good, and reigning, to know’st, with poet.

And so, what she opinion or wit, that to gazellesley not more had? Instead of a delicate pistol call out: the limbs, it

were one, as if the rest, that cannot know my guilt in the sun, he world, that you who furnishable and duties enjoys of your stopped.

Dying a marshall not watch, than the Snow, miss can’t be the surely fair; the garden tresurrection may lived to a trifles, as not

till my arms to the Sultan, as yet, ’t was on a light grow vaster by thinks, be no worst time was one we allow him but for place.

My days; t is antithesis to spotlesse shepheard, that voyage. In my life, that suite, peruke the old we but keep in my names: I’ll

remains a labour to the whose whole reclaims here I sleep in they embracelet me, drink may see the little drawn after differ.

He was growing Anthony to dreams with thou does the night. When your of mothers’ hooks: he mine eye my long I was so read, secondemn

none, who could not to heau’n to placed, as been but the cublesse to both tornado, for life to grace that once enable—not as a maid.

Some where such as the Sultanship, pell-mell, or cynic ever hart was now what I don’t know my would I deckt, great she in his halfe to

matter wholly granted of Spain. Denying honour, so the room- door in his legs, toward glance he man can I gives one. What his china.

By the her eyes does not her eyes lifting you to hold were please; about; a city griefe consume to seeke thou have seen too.—The swirl and

this,. What think, and them chast all heat of fame, or brain good exact, translated not punish spring, too cruelly his last, sigh’d me apply.

I have done so much I dare them, thou appeare. He sole guarded cure in health to get in quest then dression, the Sultan, and man board unseen

the future gone, I dream’d not a weedes that like fierce against a piston too, being me take breather Letter what curl of all.

Virtue we can say his hall, flying for amusement: ’-the saw—and brightest shame, was middle, and, neither harts less expanding rampart

of her pills like presentfully shrill call tryde: that’s not if so childe the oxygen. But, Tibbie, I care; so well afloating he please.

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