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edupunkn00b · 11 months

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Overruled, Chapter 2: Obfuscated

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Written for @loceitweek, Day 2: Masks - WC: 1498 - Rated: T - Alcohol, swearing, mentions of non-consensual drugging, vomiting/nausea ---

Everything hurt.

Janus blinked against the sunbeam targeting his face, lids sandpaper against his eyes. He turned his head and sharp, hot pain shot up his shoulder and neck before radiating out through his back and limbs. “Fuck.” He couldn’t get more than a croak past his dry throat. Even his tongue and teeth hurt, his mouth swollen, arid, and foul.

“Excellent…” The quiet voice rattled through his skull and he winced. “You are awake.”

“Either that or dead,” he muttered, eyes now squeezed shut.

Bare feet slapped against the hardwood floor past him and, after a clattering racket, the red glow bleeding through his eyelids faded. “Any better?” the voice said, even quieter this time.

Janus grunted and pried his head and shoulders up off the sinking soft surface he was lying on. He fell back almost immediately, a fresh ache exploding in his head as the room spun and his stomach flipped. “Sick—” he managed before he turned and heaved up the scant contents of his stomach. There was rushed movement near him and firm hands turned him to his side.

“Get it out,” the voice muttered near his ear. “That’s it, right in the bucket… you’ll feel better.”

When he finally stopped, something cool and wet was pressed to forehead and another dabbed at his mouth, his face, his neck. Janus cracked one eye open and spotted a colorful flash of floral brocade tucked under a dark blue apron.

“Necktie,” he groaned.

“So you do remember where you are,” Logan murmured. The cloth moved away, followed by the swish of water, then soon returned, cool and soothing.

He reached out blindly, brushing against the prim knot at the other man’s neck. “It's Seattle. You’re the only man our age who owns one of these,” he said, wincing at the deafening volume of his own voice. “Let alone actually wears the damn thing.”

Logan chuckled, low and quiet. The sound rumbled through his chest where Janus belatedly realized he’d been leaning. His brain told him to sit up all the way, but his body wouldn’t listen, and his head bobbed ineffectually against Logan’s shoulder. “Take it slow,” he said, shifting until Janus’ head was pillowed against muscle instead of the sharp corner where clavicle met shoulder bone.

The cloth moved to his neck, the light pressure easing the knotted muscle he’d woken up with, and he couldn’t help a low sigh. His hand flopped to his other side, rubbing the upholstery next to him.

Janus frowned. “This isn’t my couch.” He peered through narrowed eyes, ignoring the renewed pounding in his head. “Where am I?”

“My apartment,” Logan said after a moment. “You were… unwell last night at the party. You told me you lived a mile from campus and I asked you if I could bring you here.” His movements slowed and he set the cloth aside. Janus eyed it, already missing the soft touch. “You said it was—”

“Better than fucking in the elevator,” he finished, a flash of last night filling his mind.

“Well, yes.” Logan cleared his throat, a bubble of a mirth behind his words. “I was about to paraphrase that you thought it was wise.” He picked up the cloth again and resumed dabbing against his skin. “We can both be right.”

Janus barked out a half-laugh then winced. “Oh, don’t make me laugh!”

“I shall endeavor to be as boring as possible, then.”

True to his promise, Logan fell silent, moving only to refresh the cloth once it became warm.

Dread churned in his gut until he feared he’d be sick again. Finally, he asked, “What happened?”

“I will tell you everything I know, however I do not wish to impact your memory with my own perception,” Logan said slowly. “What do you remember?”

I remember watching the door, waiting for you to arrive.

“I was at Jack’s… I had a few drinks…” He chuckled, the movement rattling his brain against his skull. He breathed into the pain and nodded. Slowly. “I’d picked which guy I’d take home if you didn’t show.”

He smirked, one eyebrow a perfect arch over those damned glasses. “You were that certain I’d go home with you?” He wet the cloth and wrung it out again. “I could’ve been there to pick up your friend.”

“Ow,” he laughed and groaned at the same time. “What did I say about making me laugh, Necktie?”

Chuckling quietly, Logan reached for a small bottle of water and opened it in front of him. “Slow sips,” he said, pressing it into his hands. “It will help with the headache.”

He followed Logan’s instructions, annoyed he was right. “You gave me water,” he said suddenly, staring down at the bottle. Logan remained silent, but after a while Janus shook his head. “I… I don’t remember much else. Fuzzy thoughts…”

The hand holding the bottle shook and Logan took it from him. “You were unconscious when I arrived.” His lips tightened into a thin line and his brow furrowed, annoyance or perhaps concern darkening his steely blue eyes.

His pupils had shrunk.

Fear.

“I was able to wake you and you told me you’d had four…” Logan shook his head and inhaled slowly. “You were far more impaired than someone who’d had four bourbons over a few hours. I… offered to bring you home and as we were leaving… A man, one of the other guests, accosted us.”

Logan turned his head and looked closely at him, that same strange mix of emotions flitting over his face, like he couldn’t pick which one. “I believe he drugged you. He… he tried to stop us from leaving.” A smile sparkled across his face. “You fought back. Half conscious, and knocked over, you still managed to take him down and pin him to the floor.”

“Hmph,” he grunted, rotating his shoulder. “That explains this.”

“Are you in pain?” Logan turned again and scanned him with those laser eyes. “I mean…”

“Nothing a hot shower and some stretches won’t solve.”

“You are welcome to…” He gestured half-heartedly toward one of the doors in the hallway. “Of course, if you would not prefer your own shower.”

Janus nodded, letting where he would shower be a problem for the future. Even this short conversation drained him and it was a struggle not to let his full weight rest against Logan’s side. His apron smelled like coffee grounds and cinnamon. He wondered if his nursemaid would allow him a cup of coffee.

The thought alone was enough to turn his stomach and he closed his eyes. The unease didn't fade and the flashes from his dreams grew brighter. “Did I… did I say anything else last night?” he asked. His fingers scrunched against the plush sofa cushion, hand empty. He’d dreamt… Janus opened his eyes with a little sigh. He’d dreamt his hand had not been empty.

“There was some… flirting,” Logan said carefully. “No more than one might anticipate given the circumstances.”

“Nothing…” There'd been music, different music that from that fucking party. Soft. A peaceful rumble. Logan’s voice. “Nothing else?”

He shifted next to him and pressed the water bottle into his hands. Logan watched silently as he sipped. “You…” he murmured when Janus lowered the bottle. “You dreamt. And… spoke a little in your sleep.”

His name sat on Janus’ tongue, heavy and sweet. He hadn’t said it in so long. “Anything stand out?” he asked, desperate to hear anything but the answer he knew Logan would give.

“You called me Gabe.”

Janus couldn’t hide the hitch in his breathing but Logan didn’t ask him to explain, didn’t ask him if he was alright. If he’d said anything about Gabe… Logan would know he wasn’t.

Logan sat quietly with him until the room stopped spinning long enough for him to lean against the back rest. “I recognize food may be the last on your priorities at the moment…” He frowned, peering closely at his eyes as he avoided his gaze. Logan then picked up his hand and pressed the nail bed on each finger, watching intently. “But you are dehydrated and likely your electrolytes are unbalanced, as well.”

Janus’ hand was still resting in his and he stared down at it for a moment before slowly letting it rest on his lap.

“If you will allow me to prepare something for you…” He began to gather a bowl and tissues from the table.

“Before you—” Janus began, watching him work. “The—the cloth was…”

Logan looked down at the cotton cloth in his hand, then nodded. He dipped it in the water and wrung it out. He smiled, a soft, gentle smile, nothing like the little smirk from before or his failed attempt to hide a laugh. Just… soft. "Forehead?"

Janus nodded once. “Thank you,” he murmured and averted his eyes as Logan carefully laid the cloth against his skin.

“It’s my pleasure, Janus,” he whispered. Janus closed his eyes, afraid the rest of his mask might crumble under the weight of that smile if looked at it for much longer. “I will return with some ginger tea and crackers. Some broth.” Logan said after a long moment. “Rest.”

Nodding, Janus leaned back against the couch and tugged the cloth down over his eyes.

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redysetdare · 4 months

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I said it once and i'll say it again the sooner the queer community drops the idea of the straight Boogeyman the better off we will all be. The sooner y'all accept that straight people can also be queer the easier it becomes to accept identities you don't understand.

Straight and queer are not opposite. They aren't contradictory. They aren't mutually exclusive. If you can accept that cis people can still be queer then straight people can to.

Straight trans people exist. Straight aspecs exist. They are all still queer. Grow the fuck up and get over it instead of throwing a fit because things are not about you.

#text #queer #lgbt+#lgbtq+#lgbtqia #lgbtqia+#im being so fucking serious right now and some of you will get so mad at this but I'm 100% serious right now #the sooner you accept 'hetrosexual' and 'straight' as not opposite of queer the better off we all will be #because people's identities are complex and there is nuance to this shit #and ignoring that because it's 'too hard' for your small ass brain to comprehend is dumb af #someone being straight doesn't stop them from being queer #someone being cis doesn't stop them from being queer #someone being allo doesn't stop them from being queer #someone being a man doesn't stop them from being queer (r*d fems looove to say that it does)#one part of your identity does not some how overrule the rest of it buddy #At this rate kids in English class are more mature than you because unlike you they're actually learning something

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nanaslutt · 4 months

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IF PERIOD SEX W PERV!GETO WINS THE POLL WILL YOU STILL DO MILKING GOJOS PROSTATE LIKE EVENTUALLY? MAYBE NOT AS THE NEXT FIC BUT A FUTURE FIC

are u kidding?????????????? yes absolutely

i wanted the gojo fic to win SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO bad but i gotta give the people what they want first……… :3

#i’m excited to write this geto one don’t get me wrong #BUT SIIIIGH #ik i have the power to overrule but… i shant

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rookflower · 24 days

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r we sharing our tier lists...... here's mine

#if tumblr kils the quality ill see if i can repost bear with me #before someone sends an ask about the 'fuck you egg' tier it's a joke bc he's named after the food which is my nemesis #im fine w people's sonas or urls or whatever named egg cause the association with the person overrules it #but egg warrior cats makes me think directly about cooked eggs and then i get nauseous #also this was made for showing the twitter crowd i dont feel like liking characters like sparkpelt warrants any explanation on here

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insignificant457 · 10 months

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Thinking about the fact that sevro is a carvers creation too.

“We went to a carver to see if we couldn’t make ourselves some magic. We did.”

Sevro, just like Darrow, is created in a lab, but their purposes are completely different. Darrow is created as a machine of war, his whole purpose after being saved by the sons of ares is to infiltrate and tear down the gold machine. He can’t separate himself from this war, because his purpose is not yet fulfilled.

Sevro, on the other hand, is created out of the love his parents have for each other. And when his mother is killed his father starts this revolution, and he does it in big part for him. It’s no coincidence that the organization fitchner starts is called the sons of ares. In sevros life, the war hasn’t just been about tearing down the society, it’s about the possibility of what comes after. The possibility is own birth represents.

I think iron gold and dark age really highlight the differences between their individual philosophies. You can see it in the fact mustang says she’d like to retire with Darrow and their children, plural, despite the fact that in ten years they’ve only got the one (who certainly wasn’t planned). Meanwhile sevro and victra have had three and another on the way in that intervening time. You can see it in the way Darrow continually struggles to pull himself away from the war, while sevro is able to compartmentalize and prioritize his family when he’s home. You can see it in the sevros palace chapter in dark age, when Darrow says sevro “didn’t close his mind to his family before battle, because he knew they did not make him weaker, they made him stronger than he was by himself.”

Darrow can’t start living life for himself until his purpose is fulfilled, while sevros purpose has always been that very life, so he finds a way to fit it in.

So in the end, it’s not surprising that when it comes down to it, Darrow chooses his army and sevro chooses his family. It’s not about one of them being right and one of them being wrong. It’s about what they were created for.

#red rising #sevro au barca #darrow of lykos #idk man I just get tired of people both in universe and out shitting on sevro for CARING WHEN HIS NINE YEAR OLD DAUGHTER WAS KIDNAPPED #and allowing that emotion to overrule his sense of duty to the army #especially when he was clearly feeling the effects of ten years of war #it’s good that Darrow is able to understand that his army needs him more than pax does and that he can logic his way through it #but I can’t wrap my head around how it makes sevro a bad person that he was ruled by his heart instead of his head for a bit #he clearly recognized his error by dark age but by then he’d already committed to a path

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insertdisc5 · 10 months

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me and my friends played a stars in time demo and start again start again, and we have one question!!!!

... how much can siffrin bench!!

isat act 1/demo siffrin can bench a bonnie

sasasap siffrin can bench a bonnie and a half (not much chance for muscles to get stronger in two days)

#ask tag #in stars and time #craft mastery gets better through loops but physical strength sure doesn't!#i also dont know much about strength and weights. you can overrule me on this one

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dollsome-does-tumblr · 1 month

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our health is important! and precarious! let’s keep masking in public and not going out to spread germs when we’re sick! please!!!!!

#this post brought to you by:#had some relatives knowingly come over sick last weekend and now our entire extended family is crumbing into coughs and fever and vomiting #(i tried to fight for sick people not coming over. it was overruled. don’t you know it’s 2024 and people don’t get really sick anymore? 😩)#i haven’t gotten sick yet but there’s no way i am not gonna #and i am not looking forward to my impending long dark night of the soul; it sounds so so bad.#anyway: wish I could say this to my extended family but I’m too conflict-avoidant!#so I’m saying it to the blue abyss instead!#😷😷😷😷😷😷#MASK UP! TAKE PRECAUTIONS! NURTURE YOUR HEALTH! IT’S NEVER GUARANTEED!#dollsome's deep thoughts #and now to try to put all of next week’s work online because no way am i spreading this evil …#idk if this is covid but like. you can actually mask to help avoid all contagious illnesses! 🤯#god i really struggle with coexisting w/ my fellow humans sometimes #why does everyone else so consistently not give a crap

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pomegranate · 1 year

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#the other two #brooke gets her hands dirty #drew tarver #emily overruled #cary dubek #okay i queued this so it would post the morning this ep comes out

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thatsparrow · 19 days

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the fucking immediacy of travis and justin shutting down “charizard’s not dragon type (unless he’s mega evolved)” with “griffin, we have to move past that” is so goddamn funny to me. yeah, technically charizard isn’t a dragon, and that’s wild, but also the older sibling energy of “I don’t care even a little bit about this debate, we’re moving on”

#for reference I am the younger sibling who would want to get into the minutiae only to be promptly overruled #mcelroy family clubhouse #mcelroys

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maegalkarven · 1 month

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A future fic carcass I'll write when I write (after I finish 9 ungoing fics)

King Viserys dies at the wedding celebration of his daughter, Crown Princess Rhaenyra Targaryen.

No one else does.

I am a firm believer Otto and Viserys are the rot on the face of the House of the Dragon and without these two everything would be fine-ish.

Unfortunately, we need Vissy T for his kids to be born, so Viserys dies soon after Aemond is conceived. Sorry, Daeron, not this time.

Joffrey doesn't die because he doesn't manage to provoke Criston before the king dies.

Rhaenyra overrules his father's decision and marries Harwin Strong.

Their son Jacaerys Targaryen is the heir to the throne, Lucerys Targaryen is the heir to Harrenhal.

Daemon marries Laena and lives at Dragonstone (Rhaenyra grants him that), their firstborn is the heir of Driftmark.

Laenor joins the Queensguard and is sent to Dragonstone to protect Prince Daemon (ha) and his future heirs.

Criston Cole becomes the Commander of City Watch while still retaining his white cloak (what? He did it in canon, can do it here).

Rhaenyra removes Tyland Lannister as the master of ships and appoints Corlys Velaryon (back).

When Baela and Rhaena are born, it is decided to betroth Prince Aegon and Lady Baela, making him future lord-consort of Driftmark (and successfully removing him out of succession of the iron throne).

When Jace is born, his and Helaena's betrothal is announced.

Baelon is born without an issue and the royal family meets at the celebration on Dragonstone, where Aemond claims Cannibal and loses an eye in the process.

(Kinslayer, everyone. It fits).

Afterwards Luke is sent as a ward to Harrenhal with his father. A huge ass scene ensures there Luke clings to Aemond and refuses to go.

Aegon makes a greasy comment and gets punched.

Both Aegon and Baela are sent as wards to Driftmark.

Lucerys still leaves.

Harrenhal doesn't burn bc even if Larys kills Harwin and Luke, there's still Lyonel and Joffrey in the equation. Lyonel keeps serving Queen Rhaenyra as her Hand.

Years later the royal family meets at the wedding celebration of Baela and Aegon, where Luke and Aemond behave very much like Rhaenyra and Daemon at Rhaenyra's not happened wedding.

Rhaenyra and Alicent clutch at their pearls, Rhaenyra suggests father died because of seeing something like that.

Daemon asks if she implies they killed Viserys, then asks where is Baelon.

Laena replies Baelon is playing knights with Joffrey.

Rhaenyra and Harwin Strong (no) have three more children, Aegon, Viserys and Visenya, all silver-haired like their mother (her uncle).

Laena is fine with it, they have a poly. Laena doesn't have more children because Baelon's birth was a ghasty one.

Baelon claims the Grey Ghost.

Otto is never called back to the capital because (suprise!) Rhaenyra didn't rush to kill her 3 y.o brother or the other one who was born after Viserys' death. Instead she marries Aegon off so he's no threat.

Aemond eventually joins the Queensguard and is appointed to the future lord of Harenhall.

Lucerys refuses to marry and appoints his brother Viserys as his heir, who marries Visenya. They have a very good life in Harrenhal.

The reason Luke skips over Joffrey is because Joffrey is always at the sea (with Baelon), and Aegon the Younger is bethrothed to Baela and Aegon the Elder' firstborn, Laena.

Everyone lives happily ever after, Otto gets to be the head of the house Hightower after he successfully plots against his own kin, since his blood is secured on the throne, if in unconventional for him way.

He once tried to manipulate Aegon, but was cut off sharply by Rhaenys and Corlys, who kind of adopted the boy as theirs.

Aegon enjoys wandering about Essos very much, he, of course, whores around, but he and Baela have an agreement. One of Baela's children is born from Alyn of Hull, but no one is any wiser, since everyone just thinks the child looks like her.

Jacaerys and Helaena have three kids, Jaehaerys and Jaehaera and then Maelor.

Jaehaera is oldest and so is the heir.

Oh, and Rhaena is happily married to Corwyn Cobray. They have a daughter, Rhaenys.

#hotd #hotd au #queen rhaenyra #hotd fanfic #fuck viserys #i will write it one day bc i have such a vivid image of the scenes such as: viserys' death. rhaenyra overruling her father's decision #explaining it and trying to mediate it so Corlys wouldn't start another war #'i thought it was in the tradition for the king or queen to marry their hand's child'#the greens' FACES at that #rhaenyra gathering Laenor and his entire fam and suggesting queensguard #“but then he won't be able to wed a woman. have a family-”#-exactly *Rhaenyra and Laenor lock gases. she nods. he nods.* -i accept #Aemond just fucking WANDERING AWAY TO CLAIM THE SCARIEST ASS DRAGON THAT IS THERE #the total panic then Laenor finds him and brings back with EYE LESS. (he almost got to the castle but fainted mid way)#corlys trying to push for baelon as the heir and laena&rhaenys being: “NO”#the unspoken kinship in the house of whoring around. Harwin being like “i support my wife's wrongs” and loving egg vis and visenya as his #NO ONE KNOWING THEY'RE NOT HIS. LIKE LEGIT THEY COULD BE HIS OR HARWIN'S. EVEN RHARNYRA DOESN'T KNOW #aegon living his best life as a sailor and explorer #Aemond looking at Laenor and being like “i can do that too”#laenor living THE BEST LIFE by his sis and her husband/his friend's side. and Joffrey is ALIVE #criston eventually getting over himself and accepting that Rhaenyra indeed couldn't run away with him #like imagine if they run away and then vissy t died #whoops i guess #also i just realized i accidentally made it so that Harrenhal is eventually ruled not by Strongs but Daemon's kids #lmao i guess #They are Targaryens (tm) your honor #the amount of dragons they're about to have...like harrenhal has 4 just with luke aemond and visx2 #Dragonstone has 3 even if all kids scatter about #cobrays have 2 (Rhaena's and her daughters)#driftmark has at least 3 and then Laena is born and its 4

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reactionimagesdaily · 8 months

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#'kuromi COUNTS as clown bc she is jestercore and she’s my favourite lil blorbo so ive decreed it acc #sorry to overrule u if u disagree boss but im using my one veto on this. i also decided i get a veto. Next I Unionise #me and james-the-axew and xx-redwood-xx just begin a revolt (we do nothing but double the amount of images until the inbox explodes)'#There's a few things I could respond to with this one but the point I want to emphasise is that I ain't no scab #if y'all want to unionize you're more than welcome to do so xD #reaction image #reaction meme #daily reaction images #image mood: clown week #submission

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hypokeimena · 1 year

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really genuinely worried at how many chronically ill / whatever people are like "house md is evil but he'd actually diagnose me. btw i've never watched house"

i promise you that he wouldn't. he doesn't take cases unless they're interesting; most of us are not "interesting" - he significantly prefers patients on the verge of death . if he did take your case he would be quite willing to run experimental treatments on you that violate your directives and those of your medical proxies for his own amusement (in the episode i watched most recently, he uses a racial slur to distract a teen patient's parents long enough to get the teen into a procedure they didn't consent to). if you die, he won't care. if your treatment disables you, he won't care or feel guilty (in another episode i watched recently, they fried a patient's entire long-term memory on purpose and then discovered that they had initially misdiagnosed him and that this was not a necessary treatment).

like we're all out here joking. some of the best episodes of house are ones where he's faced with patients who are willing to bite back, where house's nastiness becomes one of his less effective tools and the opportunity for patients to exert agency. but this is very RARE. while house is a brilliant diagnostician, IF he is interested. he is not, actually, a good doctor!

#PS HE'S NOT A GOOD DOCTOR BC THERE'S NO SUCH THING AS A GOOD DOCTOR.#these posts now come up quite frequently on my for you page and it's so stressful #someone should run a statistical analysis on which patients get autonomy respected by house and which ones he overrules along racial lines #i like this show for many reasons but i don't think anyone who's ever had to interact with the medical system should watch it.#i keep saying 'like'. i don't like this show. 'am compelled to watch this show by the witch that lives in my brain and curses me' is #more accurate but also quite unwieldy.#wilson IS worse than house but like. people who don't watch house think house is an asshole WITH a heart of gold and like. HES RLY RLY NOT.#housemd

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