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weird-profiterole · 4 months
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"The idea the Isaac Newton invented Gravity"
Inspired from a silly discussion we got with @yanderepuck
And if you ask Jean how comes he didn't see the English floating around during war, he would answer "because they were wearing armors obviously."
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shatcey · 3 months
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Poor Isaaс...
As if it wasn't enough that Arthur was always ready to steal his girl…
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WTF… Shuji are you seriously hitting on her? You of all people in this damn mansion? Didn't expect that at all…
I like that on Isaac's route is more Shuji than usual. I expected as much, considering how often he with Arthur like to tease the boy. But… it still feels so strange that they communicate like a real couple, and she doesn't even notice that.
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Oh, God… I love him so much…
Isaac is so sweet and stubborn (I think that's a very good trait) and smart, and he's really trying to understand… It's a pity I cannot switch my interest to him.…
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Especially when Shuji looks so sad…
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Yea, right... a sister... We've been there...
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xxsycamore · 2 months
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next request, hahah:
can i have isaac (ikevamp) + 💋? thank yooou~ 💞
[💋] 𝙽𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚜, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚊 𝚔𝚒𝚜𝚜 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚊𝚌 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎, 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚠…
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ISAAC:
"H-H-Have you lost your mind?? We're still in the university!"
So what, you want to ask your darling Isaac, but words are lost on your tongue when you're too busy chuckling at just how flustered you managed to get him with so little. What's more, he looks behind you as if actually considering it. Did he forget he can actually refuse, or...?
The lecture haul is empty, has been for some time now. Even the sun has long set in the meantime as you waited for Isaac to finish his job so the two of you can go home together. You love visiting him like this, some times you even manage to sneak into his lectures without him noticing - just to enjoy a few moments of savoring the genius of the great Isaac Newton through the eyes of a spectator. It usually doesn't last long as his gaze would eventually fall on your familiar face and he'd struggle to uphold his composure from thereon...
Slowly shortening the distance between you - because kissing you is no joke, not even in the spur of the moment - with his hands finding their way around your waist and eyes aligning with yours, Isaac sighs.
"What part of me donning my academic gown makes you so famished for kisses? Actually, wait, don't answer that."
Isaac clashes his lips with yours while you're still busy giggling, and you wonder if he learned that trick from you. Either way, you eagerly allow him entrance, tasting victory on your tongue as you finally get your kiss. And you've been dreaming about it all through the lecture earlier... but he could be spared the details. For now.
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lichtluv · 3 months
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✮ ⋆ ˚。𖦹 ⋆。°✩ ⋆ ˚。𖦹 ⋆。°✮
𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒚 𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒊𝒕 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒔 𝒖𝒑, 𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆'𝒔 𝒏𝒐 𝒖𝒔...
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𝒘𝒉𝒚'𝒅 𝒊 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒌 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒊 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒔𝒐 𝒎𝒖𝒄𝒉?
𝒊𝒕'𝒔 𝒐𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒆, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒊'𝒎 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒍𝒂𝒎𝒆.
✮ ⋆ ˚。𖦹 ⋆。°✩ ⋆ ˚。𖦹 ⋆。°✮
↷ɪsᴀᴀᴄ ɴᴇᴡᴛᴏɴ ᴍᴏᴏᴅʙᴏᴀʀᴅ.
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haruhar-u · 3 months
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Hear me out
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misty-moth · 6 months
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Isaac: “Sherlock man did Sherlock things, idfk.”
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arthurs-puppygirl · 5 months
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I fucking died laughing at this.
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“i chose seven colors just cuz”
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Theo: *slaps briefcase full of cash on the table*
Theo: I'm investing in your future
Shakespeare: As...?
Theo: As someone who will maintain a 5-city distance from Vincent at all times
Shakespeare: And if I take your money without doing as you say?
Theo: The briefcase will explode
Shakespeare: I'd simply take all the cash out first
Theo: Hey! Don't open it until I leave—
Shakespeare: *opens briefcase*
Briefcase: *50 cats jump out*
Theo: ...!
(at the mansion)
Isaac: And here's your briefcase full of cats
Leonardo: *opens briefcase*
Mansion: *explodes*
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bicayaya · 8 months
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“which is to say, perhaps… you and i could be…”
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“…friends. do you think?”
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✿ isaac newton moodboard
(replaying isaac’s route rn and i just love him so so so much!!!!!)
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violettduchess · 1 year
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A/N: Just imagining some holiday fun in the mansion🎄
Arthur, Isaac, Theo and Leonardo (and reader)
holiday fluff
Word Count: 1510
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Arthur - Holiday Wishlist 🖋
You wait, sitting at the end of the bed, holding your notebook to your chest as you watch Arthur’s pencil scratch across paper. Impatiently you nudge his bare foot with yours, a gesture of casual, known intimacy. “It doesn’t take you this long to write a whole novel!”
He looks up at you, those deep blue eyes framed by his dark glasses, and grins. “Has anyone ever told you, luv, that patience is a virtue? This requires careful thought.” He returns his attention to his list, his grin widening at the huff of air that escapes you. You have the feeling he is deliberately writing slower now, keeping you in suspense. 
Finally he nods, satisfied. “Here we are. Exchange on the count of three. One.” He meets your gaze and there is such mischief in the curve of his smile, the arch of his brow, that you can’t help but smile in return. “Two." He stops, as if considering whether he should go on and you kick him, playfully. "Arthur!" "Oh, alright. Three!" You hold out your lists at the same time and exchange hurriedly, each immediately looking down, eager to see what the other has written.
Your brows rise with every wish you read. “Arthur. Number one is far too messy. The tinsel would be everywhere. Number two….I can’t bend that way. Number three we HAVE already done. Number four is a no go because I value Theo’s friendship and he would certainly have a problem with that. I….” You scan the list, frowning. “Is there anything on here that isn’t……lewd?”
You look up to see him frowning, lowering your list. “Is there anything on yours that IS?” You stare at him and he stares at you and for a moment all you can hear is the nervous ticking of the clock on his desk. And then you both burst out laughing. Setting your lists aside he opens his arms and you slide into them, sighing as he lifts your hand to his lips, kissing the back.
As the laughter settles back into your bodies, leaving behind big grins, Arthur cuddles you close, quiet a moment before he finally speaks. “How about a deal. You get number one on your list and in return……I get number six.” 
You shake your head, not in negation but affection. “That sounds….fair.” His eyes widen and his smile sharpens in a way that suddenly has you wondering, slightly panicked: Wait……..what was number six?!
Isaac - Gingerbread House🧱
He steps back, icing knife in hand and smiles, satisfaction written all over his sweet face. “I believe I have successfully executed my design with the highest possible structural integrity at this particular size, with this particular material.”
You look up from the candy you are sorting, the basis of your gingerbread decorations, a slow smile spreading across your lips as you wipe your hands on your apron and walk over to the kitchen table. Sliding an arm around his waist, you take in what he has done, beaming with pride and astonishment: a perfect miniature of the mansion, made entirely of gingerbread. Even the rounded part in the front and the chimneys are there and in perfect proportion. “Isaac, this is incredible! You are incredible!”
His cheeks turn a faint pink, both at the way you are holding him close to you and the compliment. He picks up a smaller, sharper knife and gestures toward his construction. “I shall now lightly etch the current windows and doors onto the outside in order to assist you with your decorative sweets.” His cherry-blossom eyes are bright at both the challenge and the knowledge that he is helping you.
You glance at him. “That is….a  lot of windows and doors. Are you sure you know exactly how many there are on each side of the mansion?” His smile answers your question. Of course he knows. Finding you and your inquiry endearing, he can’t help but lean down and press a quick kiss to the tip of your nose. It’s your turn to blush. “Shall we continue?”
Your heart feels like it may just burst at the open display of affection he shows you. You can't help but return the favor, leaning up to place a loving kiss on his cheek. "Let's."
Theo - Decorating the Tree 🎄
You stand back, arms crossed as you examine the tree in the salon. You promised Comte you would make it sensational. Your critical gaze runs over the tree, which seems to straighten up, wanting to present itself as regally as possible.  The red and gold ornaments shine in the firelight like jeweled orbs, the red velvet ribbons you tied to some of the branches are an elegant yet almost whimsical touch. The glossy gold star at the top twinkles. And yet….
“That face is never a good thing.” Theo’s deep voice cuts through your thoughts as he strolls into the salon, a mug of his favorite mulled wine in his hand. You turn, gesturing at the tree with a frustrated hand flap. “There’s something missing. I can’t quite put my finger on what though.”
He comes to stand next to you, his beautiful blue gaze looking over the tree, filtering it through the eye of an art lover, a man with a gift for the aesthetic. Lifting the warm mug to his lips, he considers the tree as it nervously awaits judgment.
“Klatergoud.”  As quickly as the Dutch word leaves his lips, the mug is on an end table and he is gone, striding from the room on long legs. You blink, wondering what just happened. But knowing the man you love, you trust he knows what he is doing. You walk over and pick up his mug, taking a long sip. Wow, Napoleon really out did himself. This stuff is amazing.
You’ve nearly emptied it when Theo strides back in, muttering to himself in grumpy Dutch. You think you catch the word “Arthur” and “idioot”. In his arms is a small brown box which he sets on the ground, crouching to open it and reach inside. He comes out with a handful of gleaming gold tinsel.
Excitedly you walk over to help him, reaching inside and taking out a large clump of sparkling goodness. “What does this have to do with Arthur?” you ask, carefully spreading out the tinsel across the branches the way Theo is.
His broad shoulders heave with a sigh. “He wondered if it might be a fun addition to…..his nocturnal activities.” You can’t help but laugh out loud. “Tinsel? How on earth…..you know what. Nevermind. I don’t want to explore that any further.” This earns you an amused Theodorus smile and you feel a warmth in your heart that has nothing to do with the fire in the salon.
After working together in companionable silence, you both step back to admire your handiwork. Theo wraps an arm around your shoulders, a small, satisfied smile on his lips. “There.” You turn, reaching up to catch his chin and then rise on your toes to press a kiss to those smiling lips. “Thank you.” 
“Hondje…..why do you taste like my wine?”
Leonardo - Wrapping Presents 🎁
You’re on the floor of your bedroom, surrounded by a mountain of wrapping paper, ribbons, and boxes. The man you love is lying on your bed, snoring lightly, peacefully lost in the delicate web of his dreams as you continue to wage war with the very last present you have to wrap.
When you saw the small wooden clock in the window of the antique store, you knew right away you wanted to give it to Comte. There was an elegance to the rich mahogany of the wood, the ornately carved base, the black hands shaped like arrows. It was a stunning piece. And it is hell on earth to wrap. You have tried fitting it into boxes you already own and none of them are suitable. You have tried simply wrapping it in paper but the sharp edges keep maliciously stabbing tiny holes through it. You even entertain the thought of simply tying a ribbon around it and washing your hands of the whole affair, but that feels like giving up. And you are not a quitter.
“Damn it!” You’ve now ruined your third piece of wrapping paper which joins the balled up other attempts in the corner. Any more paper scattered around and your room will start looking like Leonardo’s. 
Your cursing wakes him. One golden eye assesses the situation: your frustrated scowl, the smug clock ticking away, the crumbled paper. He pushes himself up, smiling slowly. “Cara mia? What did the clock do to you? Must I fight it?” You throw a crumpled wrapping paper ball at him before getting up off the floor. “I need a drink. I’ll be back.”
You journey to the kitchen, thinking angry, destructive clock thoughts as you pour yourself a generous mug of Napoleon’s famed mulled wine before shuffling back to your room, mentally preparing yourself for round four. You open your door and then freeze. Leonardo is sitting at your desk. The clock is perfectly wrapped in beautiful snowy white paper with a sparkling silver bow of perfect proportions at the top in front of him. 
“How did you….” Stunned, you can only look from the clock to him and then back. He grins, a touch smug. “I am very good with my hands.” He holds out his arms and you’re already walking towards him, flooded with a mix of gratitude and relief and something warmer than them both. “C’mere, tesoro, and I will show you.”
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weird-profiterole · 6 months
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🎃 Happy Halloween 🎃
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qshara · 1 year
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Why didn't anyone tell me there are new hot characters in Ikemen Vampire?!
Galileo Galilei (VA: Makoto Furukawa)
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Same voice actor as Sherlock Holmes in Moriarty the Patriot omgggg
I am not going to lie. He looks like he has a very bad attitude, in the sense that you can be doing anything and he somehow knows how to do it a thousand times better and he's going to throw it in your face (even so, he doesn't say it with bad intentions???)
Please stop judging me with your eyes
It gives me vibes that he's a freak of order or doesn't like people touching his things or getting into his room/space/studio
Imagine being in a room with Galileo and Mozart. Both silent and in a bad mood (Dazai would say they are brothers in some way. I have no proof, but I don't doubt either)
It also gives me vibes his route will be an enemies to lovers
I think that even though he dislikes Leonardo's disorder, he is one of the characters with whom he gets along best
I'm not sure. A part of me tells me that Isaac could perhaps be a little Galileo simp
I DON'T CARE WHAT CYBIRD SAYS. I DON'T CARE IF THEY TELL ME THEY ARE BEST FRIENDS AND SLEEP TOGETHER. ARTHUR AND GALILEO GET ON BAD. THEY ARE DOG AND CAT. WATER AND OIL (definitely not because Galileo has the same voice actor as Sherlock and I kind of imagine him with a similar attitude)
Francis Drake (VA: Tasuku Hatanaka)
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I'm not going to lie to you. I had to look up who the character was because his name didn't sound familiar to me
Bro is technically a pirate??? 🤨🤨🤨
HIS SMILE HIS SMILE BARK BARK
I really like his eyes...and his smile
What he says: "Haha you're so short. How is the weather underground?" What he thinks: "Omg she's so small she's adorable"
I think his route could be the same as enemies to lovers, but it started with a misunderstanding
Somehow I think he can be very nice to be around, unlike Galileo. Very chill, but at the same time worried about his things and space
Maybe he likes to drink. Could be a drinking partner for Arthur and Theo
If he doesn't have a pet parrot I want him to get mad every time someone asks if his pet is a parrot just because they think he's a pirate (Francis: Hey 😄 / MC: Are you a pirate? / Francis: 😠)
He gives me a vibe that he's always in a silly goofy mood, but that he can kill you if you bother him too much
The dynamic between the two is: I have to put up with my horrible roommate because I don't have money to buy my own home (comte, please adopt them)
They have matching clothes so they are married (and divorced at the same time)
Extra:
Francis: "It's easy to forget what a sin is in the middle of a battlefield."
Galileo: Opposite over hypotenuse
Galileo: Dipshit
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Francis: Hopefully Galileo has learned a lesson about respecting other people's feelings
Galileo: Oh, shut up and die Francis
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Galileo: I'm having problems with a guy...
Francis: Like his dead body won't fit into your trunk kind of problems, or you like him kind of problems?
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[Francis is cleaning the house and he finds an empty bottle of orange juice]
Francis: Clear orange juice?
Francis: Oh, it's empty
Galileo, who has been watching the entire time: I live with an idiot. I live with an idiot. I live with an idiot
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[Galileo and Francis's house is on fire, but they don't know it]
Galileo: Damn, it's hot in here
Francis: I know, it's so hot there's smoke coming out of the vent!
Galileo: ...
Galileo: First of all, I'm assuming you have no idea what the problem with that statement is
Francis: What?
Galileo: Second of all, we need to get the fuck out of here, NOW
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[After being defeated by the mansion's friendship power]
Galileo: The real treasure was the memories we made along the way
Francis: I almost died
Galileo: That... was my favorite memory
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shatcey · 1 month
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Different seasons
Different routes in Vampires happens at different times of the year.
The most beautiful background with a blooming hydrangea on the Shuji… sorry, Dazai's route. It blooms from mid-June to mid-July. And Vlad's route with snow backgrounds for Christmas.
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And I noticed the mention of Easter on Isaac's route
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This should probably echo the description of the characters. The rainy season with amazingly beautiful flowers at the same time. Very cold and lonely winter. And spring, full of hope, just awakening from its sleep…
Yeah… I see a connection…
I didn't find any other indications for the season, but I could have just missed it…
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xxsycamore · 2 months
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I want to leave an 💌 for Isaac! I hope he blushes at the worst time (jkjk)
Be careful what you wish for scum (my first thought was a funeral so thank god i came up with something else)
[💌] 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚎𝚏𝚝 𝚊𝚗 𝚎𝚡𝚝𝚛𝚊 𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚊𝚌 '𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍…
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ISAAC:
With the afternoon sun already hidden low behind the Parisian buildings, today's école lesson concludes. Isaac lets his "colleague" Napoleon know that he'll be back in a minute and then they can catch a ride back home together. The latter nods and goes off on a short errand of his own, agreeing to meet on this spot in a quarter an hour.
The door chime announces Isaac's entry at the Dry Cleaner's. Ever since he started giving lectures at the university, Isaac found himself frequenting it for the maintenance of his academic robes... something that Sebastian would gladly do in his stead, but Isaac insists it's nothing he can't do on his own since he already goes to town often anyway.
It goes as usual; exchanging greetings with the clerk, sliding a note over the counter with the number of the order. The clerk takes a look.
But this time there's a long pause.
".....Uhhh...Monsieur, I think you've given me the wrong piece of paper."
"Huh?" Being handed the note back, Isaac takes a look of his own before he resorts to looking for another one on his person, because that's how much belief he has in his actions.
Don't stay out late at the école again my sugar bun shmoopie woopie! You don't want the apple pie I'm making allll for you today to go cold, right? Miss you xoxo
Isaac's soul leaves his body. He progressively goes redder,
"Ah- Yes, I... It s-s-s-seam to be a mistake, hold on, it has to be right- here-"
And redder,
"I'm sorry, let me just-"
And he's going through the contents of pocket #4 by the time he finally, finally registers a piece of paper on his fingertips and hands it to the clerk without even looking at it. Fortunately, it's the right one this time, and the person goes into the other room to retrieve the order.
Isaac tries to summon his soul back, involuntarily crumbling the note you left for him in his pocket. It's you, of course it's you - but what's gotten into you?? You never call him- what was it- schmoopie - or whatever was written-
This leads Isaac to the conclusion that you've put in some extra effort to embarrass your lover today, much to Isaac's dismay. He surely was supposed to find this randomly while being out, maybe in his own company, and not like this... The only reassuring thought is that the poor clerk was totally clueless about the strange words written in the note. Actually, not unlike Isaac.
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spoopy-fish-writes · 4 months
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I am. Making a collection. Isaac joins my collection purely because @yanderepuck came to mind and bc of. My dash. Courtesy of @vioisgoinginsane
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misty-moth · 4 months
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Found this hiding in my photos, and I don’t think I can ignore this, Newt.
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