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ao3commentoftheday · 2 years
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if we could all stop judging people based solely on what media they enjoy and no other information about them, that'd be great
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TODAY IN 1977
(March 24th)
The famous Fleetwood Mac Rolling Stone cover shoot happened
Some facts?
Taken by Annie Leibovitz who graciously provided some coke for everyone
Mick came home after that shoot telling his wife Jenny that he was sure Stevie and him had known another in a previous life. (Little did she know there was an affair lurking in the bushes)
The magazine John is reading features a picture of Linda Ronstadt, whom he had a crush on back then. The crush on Linda however, only started after Linda‘s then boyfriend hit heavily on Christine at a party. So, did John only want to make Chris jealous by lusting for one of the few female musicians that were more famous than herself and Stevie? Both can be correct…
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fellhellion · 21 days
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looking up video essays analysing the queer themes of persona 4 has been such an Experience. You will ping pong between white men condescending to u that there’s absolutely no way to read queer subtext (LET ALONE TEXT!) and tiny channels made by queer fans passionately explaining their readings of this game.
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topazshadowwolf · 7 months
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A Victory for the Youngest
Sorry the conclusion to the sexyman 2023 contest minstory is late. I had a busy day and then suffered some laziness with editing and even just posting this. But anyway, CONGRATS CROSS! Granted, I know it's really OG-Cross that won, but here's to all the Dadmare and Bossmare Crosses too!
Also, sorry Error, better luck next year. That was quite the fight... down to the wire until the very end.
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“boss!” He heard the voices from the hall, and Nightmare smiled. The dark guardian knew what they were calling for him about. The poll was still up on his computer screen, and it declared his youngest had won.
“boss!” His door flew open as Horror and Killer once again carried Cross in. Dust trailed along behind with a grin on his face. The youngest of the henchmen’s face was as purple as could be with blush.
“better get your shotgun ready, boss, because all sorts of are going to be coming to date this sexyman,” Killer grinned as they lowered a grumbling, thoroughly embarrassed, and yet happy Cross to stand on the floor.
Cross then mustered up what strength he could to salute. “i-i did it, boss. i won fairly against error in the…” he finished by mumbling quietly, “sexyman contest.”
“That you have, well done, Cross. I am sure it will be well known throughout the multiverse that one of my henchmen is the most attractive of all,” Nightmare said. This statement caused Cross to blush even further, causing Nightmare to chuckle. “Why are you so embarrassed? It is an honor.”
“he saw the lists,” Dust said with a grin. “the second one in particular got to him.”
“well, yeah, you all said that and just put it out there on the multiversenet,” Cross muttered.
“I take it your friend saw?” Nightmare inquired, and Cross sighed.
“yeah… epic texted and told me he’d cry too if he accidentally kicked a puppy…,” Cross then glared at Dust. “and now the whole multiverse knows.”
“True, but the multiverse also now knows about your best qualities. I am sure that the others can say we mean what we wrote on that list and agree with Dust’s first list,” Nightmare said with a smile. The guardian stepped forward to hug his slightly taller henchman.
“group hug!” Killer announced and grabbed Dust to pull him forward. With the three plus Nightmare hugging him, Cross hid his face in his hands, and Nightmare chuckled softly as his tentacles curled around his… his sons.
He knew he should not see them like that. But as an immortal, they will always be young to him. And as their employer, he somehow also became their caregiver. They were his to guard and protect. They were his family, even if they did not see him that way.
A ding sounded, and everyone watched as Cross checked his phone. The exguard sighed, and Nightmare felt a hint of disappointment. “Is something wrong?”
“hm? nah, epic just wishes i could come over and celebrate, but,” Cross started, and Nightmare shook his skull.
“Go be with your friend, but be back for dinner,” Nightmare smiled. “We will celebrate together then.”
“really?” Cross asked, and Nightmare nodded.
“you heard the boss-man! go have some fun!” Killer said.
After Cross left, he assigned the others to prepare for the celebration. Once his office was empty, Nightmare turned and grabbed the book of pictures he had been getting ready. With a grin on his face, Nightmare opened a portal to a certain OuterTale in which the Destroyer was hiding and stewing over his defeat.
anger
“Error, what a pleasant surprise,” he mused as he walked over to the skulking skeleton.
annoyance
“G-Go away, Octo-to-topus,” Error snarled.
“Oh, come now, is that any way to greet an old friend,” Nightmare chided in a teasing tone.
ANNOYANCE
“Old-d f-f-friend? Since-Since when ha-have we been-en frien-ends?” Error muttered from his spot on a space rock.
Nightmare just hummed and used his tentacles as a chair to sit next to him. “I have something to show you,” the dark guardian said as he held up the book.
“And-and-d what is-is th-that?” Error huffed.
“Pictures of my youngest. The very one that beat you in that contest,” Nightmare said with a grin.
ANGER
“WH-WHAT M-M-MAKES-KES YO-YOU THINK-INK-K I-I-I WAN-NT TO-TO L-LOOK-OK A-AT PIC-PICTURES OF-OF YOUR-R-R S-STUPID-ID P-PET?!” Bellowed Error as his eye sockets were filled with tinny “errors.”
“Oh, I know you don’t want to see the pictures. But that does not matter to me. I want you to see him, see how happy he is, and know that you were defeated by him. That he is now getting all the attention you secretly crave,” Nightmare taunted. He then opened the book and smiled at the first pictures of Cross and the other three. “Also, if you dare to harm him to get revenge, know I will end you.”
Time passed, and Error was a banquette of negativity. To add to it, he was too depressed actually to do anything other than complain—a typical Sans reaction reaction. Nightmare continued sitting there, enjoying himself as he explained the pictures and ensured Error saw them. At one point, Error grabbed a few and started ripping them up. Nightmare just grinned and explained that those were not the originals. The guardian of negativity was no idiot. He wouldn’t bring something of such value here where it could easily be destroyed.
Nightmare’s lack of reaction to Error’s act only annoyed Error more. The guardian of negative emotions was rather enjoying himself until he was interrupted. A sting of positivity caught his attention. He knew that source all too well. Looking over his shoulder, Nightmare scowled. There was Ink and Dream.
“Why are you two here?” Nightmare frowned. Looks like his fun is coming to an end.
“I wanted to cheer Error up! And I brought Dream with me!” Ink said in a far too cheery voice. Who knew what he was feeling, though the bright colors in his eye lights hinted they were positive false emotions.
With that, Nightmare snapped the photobook closed and stood. “Well, excuse me for not sticking around for that,” Nightmare tucked the album away in his jacket and started to walk away.
“Brother!” Dream called after him, and Nightmare looked over his shoulder. “Please tell Cross congratulations for me?”
Nightmare was about to respond, but Ink blurted, “Oh yeah! That’s right, he won that contest!”
Error growled in annoyance in the background, and Nightmare chuckled at the wave of anger from the Guardian of Destruction. Looking back at Dream, he shrugged, “You know what, Dream, for once, I will pass on the message.”
He didn’t go directly home; at this point, he didn’t dare. His castle needed to stay hidden, and while he doubted Dream could track the trace magic left behind, he wouldn’t risk it. Once he was back home, he saw that the boys had put in a lot of work making things look nice for Cross: streamers, balloons, and a cake. Horror was in the kitchen cooking; Killer was with him by the sound of it. Together, they were preparing tacos. That left Dust to finish in the entertainment room where the party would be held.
He was hanging up a sign that read “congrats cross on being 2023 sexyman” in the all too familiar handwriting of a Sans. Pictures of drawn female characters were glued all around it. Nightmare knew Cross liked those… what was the word… “anime?” Cross will likely both love the sign and be embarrassed by it.
“we made him a sash too,” Dust said as he looked down at Nightmare. “like what fangs had last year but red.”
“Fangs… Oh, are you still using that to call UnderFell Sans by,” Nightmare asked, and Dust chuckled.
“everyone else was using a different nickname for him; why not?” Dust finished and climbed down from the step stool.
“I suppose that is a fair point,” Nightmare relented. The two then stood in silence. A slight ache from that apple-shaped soul was felt as he remembered that Dust had not used his last “dad.” In fact, he only did it once after Killer pestered him enough, too. Well… that was further proof that he needed to shake off that odd parental feeling.
It clearly made Dust uncomfortable and had been a game to the others.
Breaking this awkward silence, Nightmare said, “You three did well preparing for this.” Before retreating to his office, Nightmare figured he would also give the other some physical reassurance. It was as he rested his hand on Dust’s shoulder that the shorter flinched. Concerned about why that was, he tilted his skull but kept his hand in place. “Dust, what is wrong?”
anxiety, worry, frustration
“i… i’m sorry,” Dust sighed.
Nightmare frowned and looked at Dust momentarily, “What happened that you are feeling the need to apologize?”
anger, frustration, disappointment, worry, self-loathing
Dust pulled on his hood to hide his face and tried to turn away. Nightmare kept his hold on the other’s shoulder, keeping him from successfully fleeing the situation. “i’m never gonna be someone to win anything, boss. and i’m sorry about that.”
“No, I am sorry,” Nightmare sighed as he pulled Dust back towards him with the hand still on the shorter’s shoulder. “This is about that teasing concerning you not winning against Fresh, is it not? You can not help how those beings vote, and neither can I. Your value to me is not dependent on your ability to win contests.”
“i know… i just don’t want to be a failure to anyone else,” Dust mumbled as he leaned against Nightmare.
“I do not know what happened in your past that makes it feel like I am hitting a steel wall with this point, but you are not a failure. Can I be upset or frustrated at times with you? Sure, just as I do with the others. But you are never a failure to me,” Nightmare said, and he felt Dust start to shake.
“thanks… dad,” Dust replied quietly.
That surprised the guardian as he looked down at Dust, who was still leaning against him. He gave Dust a small, reassuring squeeze, much like a half hug, as he said, “You are welcome.”
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shummthechumm · 8 months
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seeing fnaf continuing still hurts my soul as much as seeing warrior cats contuing do you feel the same
oh boy do i love it when two longstanding franchises i've been invested in childhood suddenly go off the fucking deepend because the creators constantly write themselves into corners.
oh man isnt it swell being blind sighted by retcons to the point of loosing most--if not all--emotional investment in something that brought you so much joy?? I LOVE IT WHEN CREATORS RESPOND TO AUDIENCE FEEDBACK BY CONSTANTLY TRYING TO ONE-UP THEM WITH NONSCENSICAL ADDITIONS EVEN IF IT PREVIOUSLY CONTRADICTS PREVIOUS MEDIA WITHIN THAT VERY SAME FRANCHISE.
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philosophybits · 1 year
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Many a work of art whose coherence is never questioned is, as the artist knows quite well himself, not a complete work but a fragment, or one or more fragments, a mass, a plan. But so powerful is the instinct for unity in mankind that the author himself will often bring something to a kind of completion at least directly with the form which simply can't be made a whole or a unit; often quite imaginatively and yet completely unnaturally. The worst thing about it is that whatever is draped about the solid, really existent fragments in the attempt to mug up a semblance of unity consists largely of dyed rags. And if these are touched up cleverly and deceptively, and tastefully displayed, then that's all the worse. For then he deceives even the exceptional reader at first...
Friedrich Schlegel, Critical Fragments
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poligraf · 8 months
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An arrow has one motion and the mind another. Even when pausing, even when weighing conclusions, the mind is moving forward, toward its goal.
— Marcus Aurelius
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greatwyrmgold · 2 years
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I've been thinking about Ward's big twist, and how I don't think it should have been a twist at all. Unfortunately, since it is a twist and much of Worm Tumblr hasn't read Ward, I'm gonna be talking about it in non-spoilery terms; hopefully it's clear what I mean.
First off, the twist (like basically every twist) consists of information that is concealed from the audience. In this case, it's one step in a plan created by the characters. To be clear, this isn't a "And then what do we do?" [cut to next scene] sort of situation, the audience is lead to believe that the plan we're told is the complete plan, and it seems like a complete plan, but there's actually another step. Hiding information that the POV character knows isn't always a bad thing, but it makes a bad twist worse.
Second, the implications of this plan had some really unsettling thematic implications. Third, the readers had several weeks to stew in those implications. For details, check the parahumans subreddit from a couple years ago; I tried to find a good thread that explains it, but my google-fu only found arguments by people who understood that basic premise. But people have talked about those, and it's impossible to say more without spoiling, so now for the big thing.
I think it would have been more dramatic if the audience knew the twist was coming. (Details & spoilers below)
The plan, for those who haven't read Ward recently (or at all, and they don't care about spoilers), is basically to have a whole bunch of parahumans go into a dreamy lethal coma to poison the shards' data set in a game of esoteric chicken. It makes more sense in context. The twist is that non-parahumans will be given the choice to turn off the lethal coma once the Titans and such stand down.
As written, the tension of "Will humanity decide to keep parahumanity around, despite all they've done to wreck the world?" is resolved in the same chapter it's set up; it feels almost like an afterthought, compared to the tension around whether enough parahumans will join the dreamy lethal coma for their chicken game to freak out the shards.
Now, let's not pussyfoot around the issue: The dreamy apparently-lethal coma feels like a suicide pact. I don't think this was completely unintentional; as I recall, suicide and sacrifice are themes running through Ward. I think Wildbow wanted people to feel uncomfortable about this "heroic sacrifice". But I think he went a little too far, or didn't anticipate so many people catching onto that theme early, or something along those lines, because I don't think he would intend to write a story where it looked like the world would be saved by a bunch of mentally ill people giving up and committing suicide together.
In addition to not making the audience think Wildbow was suddenly lionizing mass sacrifice, I think that the characters being able to talk openly about the anti-kill switch would let Wildbow more concretely explore the "heroic sacrifice is kinda f*ked-up" theme. As-is, the conflict between capes who want to be dreamy-lethal-coma'd and ones who don't comes off as being between ones who don't want to die and ones who are willing to die to save the world, and the heroic-f*kup theme is mostly expressed by how readers felt like Wildbow was f*king up the conclusion.
If the characters didn't need to hide the anti-kill-switch from the audience, these discussions could go differently. You could have people make these passionate criticisms of the plan, ones that also argue against the concept of heroic sacrifice, and have the heroes' only response by "you'll probably be fine, I'm sure the civilians will decide not to let us die". And that response leads into my next point.
Out of all the themes in Ward, I feel like the worst-executed was the conflict between parahumans and broader humanity. (Or is that more of a conflict? My English teachers did a poor job convincing me that these definitions would ever matter.)
As I recall, sometimes it felt like a reactionary movement against a marginalized group, which works well with the ways that parahuman abilities represent/are tied to mental health problems and neurodivergence. But sometimes it feels like the anti-parahumans are instead making anti-authoritarian arguments, arguing that such a small number of people shouldn't have such immense power over the world.
[Lengthy diversion about the incoherent ideology of the anti-parahumans and the implication that both anti-authoritarians and authoritarians are equally part of the problem redacted]
But perhaps worst of all is how this theme gets put on the back burner closer to the end of the story. It doesn't really get a resolution. I feel like Presley's interlude, where humanity decides to wake up the parahumans before they all die, was meant to wrap all of this up. In my opinion, it just doesn't work. It's too rushed. It's too much for one interlude.
It needs, or at least tries, to:
Introduce Presley and her current condition
Show what all of this absurd chaotic shardsy conflict looks like to the average Jane
Establish how civilians are being given a choice in a chaotic situation with intermittent telecommunications
Briefly introduce other characters whose voices will matter in the discussion
Show how the average Jane reacts to the basic summary of all this absurd chaotic shardsy conflict
Explain that and how the dreamy lethal coma can be reversed
Explain what's known and unknown about the final conclusion of this game of chicken and/or the DLC
Show arguments that civilians for and against letting the parahumans die
Explain that the real reasons several capes (including like half of Breakthrough) went into the DLC—that they trusted the rest of humanity
Show that the mood in Presley's shelter is pretty negative, opposed to bringing the parahumans back
Show Presley's arguments against that perspective, against the concept of heroic sacrifice, against the anti-parahuman position (acting like a response against the reactionary component also responds to the anti-authoritarian component)
Show the results of the high-stakes game of chicken, the effects of the absurd chaotic shardsy conflict ending, and that humanity decided to wake up the capes
First off, that's a lot of points to cover. Second, several of them are important points, critical to the plot and/or themes of Ward. And third, some of them (including a decent chunk of the critical points) only need to be delayed to the penultimate non-epilogue chapter because the reader doesn't know there's an out until then.
If the twist wasn't a twist, we would know how the DLC could be reversed, and could have discussed in more detail what was known and unknown about its consequences. Naturally, we'd also be able to explain that a bunch of parahumans trusted that humanity would bring them back—Presley's phone calls to Kenzie and Natalie could be cut in their entirety.
And perhaps most importantly, the story could spend more than a quarter of an interlude discussing whether and why they would wake the capes. Kenzie and Chris could get into an argument about the essence of human nature. Someone on Breakthrough could ask for a nearby civilian to support her attempts to persuade a more cynical cape, and that civilian could offer their opinion and what they think other people would say. Victoria might get into an argument with a civilian about why capes should or shouldn't be awoken from the DLC. Heck, we could have an interlude from the perspective of Eric Kingston or some other civilian who wouldn't support waking the capes, discussing the matter with others, focused on this question of why civilians would or wouldn't want to do so (possibly with status updates about the situation in the background, if it was a civilian at a Wardens HQ).
And you know what all of that would do? Tying into the thing I said about two pages ago (I have no restraint), it would let the final arc of Ward have its tension in a better place. The tension wouldn't be "Will this plan work? Will they get enough capes onboard to save the world? Will the world be saved?", which, like every world-ending tension, is weaker than it should be.
It would instead focus on "Will humanity trust parahumanity enough to save them?" Killing off most of the characters we know comes close to "even Wildbow wouldn't pull that trigger!", but not as close as flat-out destroying every Earth. This tension wouldn't just be tenser and less suicide-pact-ish, though those are good things. There are two other obvious benefits I see.
First, I'd argue it's a more interesting tension! "Can we get enough capes onboard with this sacrifice?" is theoretically about convincing people to make the ultimate sacrifice for the good of the world, but in practice it's not that hard to force unwilling capes into the dreamy lethal coma.
Also...let's face it, "Would people make the ultimate sacrifice when everything is on the line?" is a question that a lot of stories ask. And the answer is almost always yes, because obviously, people do make that ultimate sacrifice when way less than everything is on the line. In a world where some soldiers sacrifice themselves to save friends they only met last year at basic training, you should expect people to sacrifice themselves to save all of their friends, family, etc.
By contrast, "Does humanity trust parahumanity enough to save them?" is a more unique question. I mean, obviously it can't be asked in any setting without parahumans, but scrubbed of IP markers it's something like "Will people save a population they distrust?" All the people who said the world would be better without [X] are given a chance to kill basically every [X] around. Are they willing to be responsible for those deaths, if it means an [X]-free world? Why or why not? That's not unique, but it's much rarer.
But I'd argue that that the second reason is even more important. This tension is one that ties into and resolves one of Ward's neglected themes. How strong is the anti-parahuman sentiment? Do most people support it enough to not turn off the DLC? Can people be talked into supporting parahumans, and if so how?
20.b technically resolves that theme, but it's trying to do that and a bunch of other stuff, all in one chapter. Giving it an interlude to itself, or even just spreading it out over multiple chapters, would give that wrapup so much more room to actually wrap up all its loose ends in a satisfying manner.
TL;DR
(I don't blame ya, this is several times longer than I intended, and probably not well-structured.)
If the Big Twist that the parahumans' dreamy lethal coma could be undone nonlethally was not a twist, it would: avoid some unfortunate implications stewing in the weeks between setup and twist, let the characters be more honest about their motivations (to each other and the audience alike), create a different and more unique tension, and above all, resolve what seemed like one of the major themes/conflicts of Ward in its early arcs.
Thanks for reading. Or TL;DRing.
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In Solitudine et in Tenebris
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In the mood to dissolve in the sky 🌫️
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sophie-hatter-jenkins · 2 months
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My entire feed today is the Hinny fandom reblogging @ashotofogdensoldfirewhiskey, and I am very much here for it.
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fieriframes · 2 years
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[The only exercise I get is jumping to conclusions.]
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eggwhiteswithspinach · 9 months
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In this study, there was no significant difference betweeen the internalized stigma scores of adolescents diagnosed with ADHD and those of their parents. There was a positive correlation between the two groups' internalized stigmatization scores. The PISMI scores affected the ISMI-AF scores, which may be interpreted as teh parents' and adolescents' perspectives and attitudes toward stigmatization mutually affecting one another. For ADHD, whose frequency is increasing day by day, intervention studies should be conducted to reduce adolescents' and parents' internalized stigma. Dikec et al., 2022 in adolescents
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fiftylaw485 · 9 months
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(🗣️potentially graphic descriptions of murder/death/mutilation🗣️🫵😀)
Grian once asked:
“If you stood on Jupiter, would you fall through?”
I’ve thought about it for a hot minute whilst pacing around my kitchen at 1am eating cereal (very important)
I have come to the conclusion that there are multiple answers to his question.
You could hypothetically stand on it, reason being that the planet is so windy the rocks would form an incredibly bumpy “path” for you to scrape your feet against.
Although Jupiters winds are so strong you would probably just get sucked in before being thrown out again (not before you get your ass blasted by rocks and sand first)
You may get sucked in and churned up in an ever spinning whirlpool of space shit that you become apart of the planets skin.
You would be bashed agains rubble and debris and bricked down into small chunks of human flesh, bouncing of its many moons like a pinball machine.
If you were wearing a spacesuit you may get dragged in by the foot and twisted round into a human meat coil and added to the planets spare parts.
🫵Answer: NO.
You would die. :)
There are potentially many more possibilities.
I couldn’t care less to come up with more at the moment tho.
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eatlikearabbit · 2 years
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Of course I'm going to jump to conclusions, where else would I jump?
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philosophybits · 2 years
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Perhaps the failure of metaphysics lies in the caution and timidity of metaphysicians, who seem ostensibly so brave. They have sought for rest — which they describe as the highest boon. Whereas they should have valued more than anything restlessness, aimlessness, even purposelessness.
Lev Shestov, All Things Are Possible
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