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beardedmrbean · 8 months

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A lawsuit filed by sorority members at the University of Wyoming to block a transgender woman from joining has been dismissed by a judge — despite allegations the student was a “sexual predator” who got physically aroused around them.

Since the Kappa Kappa Gamma sorority bylaws do not define what a “woman” is, Wyoming US District Judge Alan Johnson ruled he could not proceed with the lawsuit and dismissed the matter on Friday, according to reports. “With its inquiry beginning and ending there, the court will not define a ‘woman’ today,” Johnson wrote.

Johnson ruled that a federal court could not interfere with the sorority chapter’s freedom of association by ruling against its vote to induct trans student Artemis Langford last year.

“The University of Wyoming chapter voted to admit — and, more broadly, a sorority of hundreds of thousands approved — Langford,” Johnson wrote in his ruling.

“The delegate of a private, voluntary organization interpreted ‘woman,’ otherwise undefined in the nonprofit’s bylaws, expansively; this Judge may not invade Kappa Kappa Gamma’s freedom of expressive association and inject the circumscribed definition Plaintiffs urge.”

Rachel Berkness, Langford’s attorney, welcomed the court’s ruling.

“The allegations against Ms. Langford should never have made it into a legal filing,” Berkness said in an email to the Associated Press.

“They are nothing more than cruel rumors that mirror exactly the type of rumors used to vilify and dehumanize members of the LGBTQIA+ community for generations. And they are baseless,” Berkness said in an email.

The case at Wyoming’s only four-year public university garnered national attention as ongoing issues over the years involving transgender rights for students in schools and athletics have sparked major debate nationwide.

Six members of the university’s Kappa Kappa Gamma sorority filed the lawsuit in March against the national sorority organization, its national council president and Langford — who joined their chapter in September 2022.

The sorority members were seeking to have a judge void Langford’s Kappa Kappa Gamma membership and award unspecified damages.

Kari Kittrell Poole, the executive director of the sorority, told the Associated Press in May that the lawsuit “contains numerous false allegations” without specifying them.

She added that Kappa Kappa Gamma, which has over 250,000 members in 140 chapters across the United States and Canada, does not discriminate against gender identity.

The lawsuit alleged that members felt uneasy around Langford — identified under the male pseudonym Terry Smith in the suit — with one member allegedly witnessing Langford get physically aroused.

“Mr. Smith has, while watching members enter the sorority house, had an erection visible through his leggings,” the suit claimed. “Other times, he has had a pillow in his lap.”

Berkness shared that claims about her client’s behavior and being labeled a “sexual predator” were nothing more than a “drunken rumor” following the suit’s dismissal.

The six sorority members told Megyn Kelly on her podcast in May that they “live in constant fear in our home” with Langford present and that the trans student would stare at women without talking for hours.

“It is seriously an only-female space. It is so different than living in the dorms, for instance, where men and women can commingle on the floors. That is not the case in a sorority house. We share just a couple of main bathrooms on the upstairs floor,” a member, not identified by name, told Kelly.

Cassie Craven, an attorney representing the sorority sisters, said her clients disagree with the ruling — and, more importantly, that the sorority chapter lacks a proper definition of who should be classified as a woman.

“Women have a biological reality that deserves to be protected and recognized, and we will continue to fight for that right just as women suffragists for decades have been told that their bodies, opinions, and safety doesn’t matter,” Craven wrote in an email to the outlet.

It’s unclear if Kappa Kappa Gamma plans on changing its bylaws to adequately define what a woman is for potential issues in the future.

#nunyas news #erections are not something one has much control over #think the guy getting raped is really enjoying it at all #or is it a involuntary reaction to a external stimulus #might be some other things for you to be concerned over #but that's not a good jumping off point

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farewell-persephone · 1 year

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12, 17, 28!

12: A song from your preteen years

The All-American Rejects - Move Along

was super into that song for a minute when I was like 12 or 13

17: A song that would sing a duet with on karaoke

Devin Townsend Project - Ghost

I would fully cry though

28: A song by an artist with a voice that you love

how about two wildly different answers:

Aborted - Our Father, Who Art of Feces (love Sven de Caluwe's high-mid snarl, some of my favorite vocals in heavy music)

The Dear Hunter - The Inquiry of Ms. Terri (Casey Crescenzo is lowkey goated when tragedy is the vibe)

thanks!!

#ask #resurrection-anti-christ #music

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dullahandyke · 2 months

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^ btw touch taste feel it ripping me down. Reprise two times the dime burn it to the ground

#SoundCloud

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lindenattic · 7 months

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OH MY GOD IM ON THE INQUIRY OF MS TERRI AGAIN AND DIDNT REALIZE

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starship-nine · 4 years

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Yeah

#The Dear Hunter #Ms. Terri #The Inquiry of Ms. Terri #This is all I have #Shitpost

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lady-of-pain · 4 years

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“Touch, taste, feel it ripping me down...”

some more TDH art.

side note: I love how these lyrics tie into The Fire Remains. literally gives me chills. 🔥

#art #my art #digital art #the dear hunter #the dear hunter art #act I #the inquiry of ms terri #ipad #also i took the color palette from the new art for act ii 😂😂

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calocera · 5 years

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Thinking abt the juicy ass symbolism of no one in the dear hunter having names besides the women, but their names are as far as we know fake and also homonyms alluding to their character flaws

#im listening ti the inquiry of ms terri and loosing it #wait post cancelled bc mr usher has a name #but he doesnt count hea like satan or something #the dead hunter #tdh #my post

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mimickingthematriarch · 2 years

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you ever just *listens to the inquiry of ms terri* *listens to the inquiry if ms terri* *listens to the inquiry of ms terri* *listens

#the dear hunter #the acts #ms terri #miss terri #the inquiry of ms terri #the lake south the river north #act i #tdh #tdh acts #the acts the dear hunter #the acts tdh

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inmysleepyhead · 5 years

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Wednesday, June 19th, 2019

The inquiry

of Ms. Terri,

the expiry

of misery.

The table turns,

the son along,

the river bed,

and he's alone.

The object of affection,

conflicted by

convictions

of indecency,

sorority,

corrupted by impropriety.

The cavalier,

she hopes of him

in dissonance

with experience.

A boy who grows,

with knife in hand

to fend for her,

becomes a man.

But she plays fake affection,

and carefully lacks objection

to her gentleman

caller’s

twisted desires...

Touch!

Taste!

Feel

it ripping me down!

A reprise,

two times,

the dime,

burn it to the ground!

Ohhh to the ground...

—“The Inquiry of Ms. Terri” by The Dear Hunter

about

#the inquiry of ms. terry #the dear hunter #act i: the lake south the river north #music #lyrics #night #19/06 #alternative

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thelittlemissfortune · 5 years

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lyre bird?

favorite sounds?

All of the Dear Hunter’s Acts albums

But in terms of regular sounds, I really love the sound of thunder and rain, especially at night. There aren’t too many thunderstorms where I live or study though!

#Mother Mother is also an excellent band #the dear hunter has a bunch of concept albums that I a d o r e #there's lots of style shifts I'd recommend checking out #maybe the church and the dime or the inquiry of ms terri first #bc the first two songs aren't that great lol #thanks for the ask!

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yurtletheturtlehenderson · 3 years

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COSMIC - S1:E3; Chapter Three, Holly, Jolly - [Pt. 3]

A Will Byers x Male!Reader Series

𝘞𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥, 𝘠/𝘯, 𝘔𝘪𝘬𝘦, 𝘋𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘓𝘶𝘤𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘦𝘵 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘤𝘩 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘞𝘪𝘭𝘭. 𝘈 𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘧𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘤𝘢𝘭 𝘲𝘶𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳.

|| 𝟑𝐫𝐝 𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐏𝐎𝐕 ||

Hopper pulls up to the library, thankful to get a spot up front. He steps out of the vehicle and makes his way inside, Powell behind him.

Hopper takes off his hat as he enters the building, making sure to send a big smile to the librarian.

"Hey, Marissa. How you doin'?"

The disapproving look on Marissa's face never left as she spoke.

"You have a lot of nerve showing up here."

"What?"

"You could have at least called, said, 'Marissa! Hey, it's not gonna work out. Sorry, I wasted your time. I'm a dick.'"

Powell was unsure of what to do; he looked from Marissa to Hopper, waiting.

Hopper only stares ahead for a moment, unsure of what to say. Finally, with a subtle smirk, he mutters,

"Yep."

She looks to him, shaking her head expectantly. He seemed at a loss for words again as he shook his head.

"I'm sorry. Uh... Maybe we could go out again next week?" He offers, hoping for the best. She slowly turns her head to Powell and gives him a 'is he for real?' look. In turn, Powell slowly looks over to Hopper awkwardly. Hopper, already knowing he chose his words poorly, visibly cringed, and was eager to change the subject.

"Newspapers? You guys got newspapers around here?"

Marissa had shown them over to the filing cabinet and started pulling out drawers, naming the selections.

"We have the New York Times, the Post, all the big ones. Organized by year and topic. You can find the corresponding microfiche in the reading room." She briefly gestures behind her.

"Okay, we're looking for anything on the Hawkins National Laboratory."

"Well, shouldn't you be looking for that missing kid?"

"Yeah." He states as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. "We are."

She nods her head, suspicious.

"Uh, so, why don't you start with the Times, and we'll check out the Post."

Marissa scoffs and looks behind her to Powell, unsure if he's serious. She turns back to Hopper and lets out a soft 'hmph!' before strutting away. Powell steps forward and lowers his voice in a questioning tone.

"The librarian?"

Hopper shrugs wildly before diving into the drawers of files.

The two men had gathered a handful of files and set to work in the other room. Each at their own microfiche, reading every column.

Hopper scanned another column that caught his attention.

'ALLEGED EXPERIMENTS, ABUSE' by T. Bridges.

"Terry Ives' legal case against embattled research scientist Dr. Martin Brenner suffered another setback today when the district attorney's office formally refused to press criminal charges against Brenner, his fellow researchers, assistants, or the project's sponsors, citing lack of evidence. Local law enforcement executed a search..."

Next column.

'MKULTRA EXPOSED' by T. Bridges

"The trust of the American people has been shaken to its core as a special inquiry into a covert CIA operation, code-named MK ULTRA, has exposed the extensive details about that which has been haunting the nation for the past decade. Six subjects have come forward..."

This particular column was accompanied by a negative of seven people. Five of which were slightly disheveled, in hospital gowns. A man in a turtleneck and blazer stood obediently in the back. A man in a fancy suit and tie, holding a clipboard stood front and center. A man with whom Hopper guessed to be Brenner.

Next slide.

'DR. MARTIN BRENNER NAMED IN LAWSUIT' by A. Ward - Staff Writer

"Senior researcher Doctor Martin Brenner and seven other staff researchers have been named in a new lawsuit filed today on behalf of former federal research study participant, Terry Ives. Dr. Brenner's attorney in conjunction with the Department of Energy has asked the circuit court to seal the details of the lawsuit until the attorney general's office can determine that no federal..."

Hopper found himself more engrossed and confused as he read.

"...her newborn daughter for scientific research. Following an investigation, the district attorney has already declined to press criminal kidnapping charges against the research facility and staff, citing lack of evidence. Dr. Brenner's attorney called Ms. Ives' allegations baseless and tragic, citing Dr. Brenner's excellent reputation, his twenty recent peer-reviewed scientific papers..."

The next slide was a short column with another accompanying photo. Although the picture was small and blurry, it wasn't hard to see the grief-stricken features on the young woman.

TERRY IVES SUING - 'They took my daughter' by Benjamin Buck

"After the district attorney's office declined to press criminal charges citing lack of evidence, local resident Terry Ives is not giving up her search for justice for herself and her daughter, and this morning filed a lawsuit against research scientist Dr. Martin Brenner and his staff.

Ms. Ives' suit seeks unspecified damages against Dr. Brenner and his facility, alleging physical abuse, sleep deprivation, malnourishment, and multiple allegations of kidnapping; both attempted and successful..."

Hopper sighed, trying his best to swallow all of this new information.

'What the hell has been happening in this damn town?'

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Three. One. Five. The numbers on the strange new bracelet read three one five.

Thankfully, El was able to find her way back outside by the large telephone pole where Mike told her to meet them. But El was still nervous. She just hoped no one had spotted her.

El couldn't find it in her ability to stay still. She couldn't stop pacing and she was subconsciously shaking out her hands, her nerves shot.

'What if someone saw her?'

She eagerly checked the bracelet, muttering aloud to herself.

"Three-one-five. Three-one-five. Three-one-five..." her voice turned soft as her confidence wavered. The only thing that was able to take her attention away from the bracelet was the familiar sound of meowing next to her.

Shocked, she looked over to see a scrawny orange cat staring at her from the other side of the fence. It began to meow again and panic and guilt crashed over her as once again another terrible memory resurfaced.

- 𝗙𝗟𝗔𝗦𝗛𝗕𝗔𝗖𝗞 -

The white cat in the cage before Eleven let out a terrible hiss at her. Her head began to shake as she strained her ability. The combination of the cat growling and hissing and the frantic beeping of the machines was enough to push her even further.

She didn't want to. She never wanted to hurt this poor creature. But she knew that if she didn't, she would have to face the consequences. She would have to go back there. The cat gave out another deep growl and Eleven tried to the best of her ability not to cry. Not to break.

The cat began snarling, and it quickly turned to whimpers of pain. Eleven was freely crying now as she looked between the frightened cat and Papa. She gave one final look at the cat before yanking the wires off her head in defeat.

No. She couldn't.

She wouldn't.

She looked at Papa defeated. She shook her head in defiance, though her sobbing gave away her true feelings. He only stared at her in disapproval.

"No! No!" She struggled and kicked. She fought back with all her might while Papa stood at the end of the hallway. Doing nothing.

"Papa! Papa! Papa! Papa! Papa!" She screamed her throat raw as the men dragged her away, yet as always Papa only watched it happen.

"No!" Her shrieks grew more violent as she neared the room.

She couldn't go back in there.

She couldn't.

The men tossed her inside and began closing the door.

She wouldn't.

Eleven stood to her feet and before they could close the steel door, she threw it open in a fit of rage, her attention quickly shifting to one of the men doing this her. In the very next instant, his back was thrown into the ceramic just behind him. His limp body slipped to the floor, leaving a large hole in the tile.

The second man spared a second to look before turning to her to try and restrain her.

Before he could even step foot in the room, he was dead on the floor, his neck snapped. All with the flick of her head.

Overwhelmed with exhaustion, she collapsed against the wall, her nose and ears bleeding.

Papa appeared. He took one look at the cracked wall, to the collapsed man, and then at Eleven. Yet she couldn't move. She was completely drained, all she could do was stare at him. He slowly stepped towards her, staring at her.

She looked up at him in fear of what would happen next, and what did was not something she could have anticipated. He slowly reached his hands out, cupping her face. Sobs wracked her body, and he stared at her in awe.

"Incredible."

He reached down, hooking an arm under her legs, th arried her like an infant. He carried her out of the room and down the hallway, staring at her sobbing form as if he hadn't been the one to cause it.

- 𝗘𝗡𝗗 𝗢𝗙 𝗙𝗟𝗔𝗦𝗛𝗕𝗔𝗖𝗞 -

"El!"

El turned her head to see Mike, Y/n, Lucas and Dustin. They were walking their bikes across the muddy grass in her direction.

Mike looked to her concerned as he, as well as the others, turned their bikes around.

"You okay?"

Relieved to see her friends, she nodded her head.

Mike gave the seat of his bike a few pats.

"Hop on. We only have a few hours."

Hesitantly, she walked forward. But she complied nonetheless and got on Mike's bike, and the five of them peddled off.

|| 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐏𝐎𝐕 ||

The five us were walking our bikes through the woods. Dustin and Lucas were in the back, while Mike and El were just a few steps in front of me. El was looking around as she walked and suddenly I felt her eyes on me. I suddenly became very self-conscious of my cut.

I got it to stop bleeding eventually, but I don't know how I will ever explain this to Mom. She worries so easily. And, I don't think I have ever had a cut this big but I'll survive. My thoughts are cut short when I become very aware of the fact that El had fallen back next to me and was now looking at me with concern.

"Why did they hurt you?" Her voice came out very soft but was laced with concern.

"Huh?" I asked surprised.

El extended her arm out and pointed to my chin. I looked down, upset with how things went today.

"Oh, that. I uh, well... I was tripped. By this mouth breather, Troy."

Her face scrunched up in confusion.

"'Mouth breather?'"

"Yeah. You know, a dumb person,"

I suddenly grew quiet, and El noticed.

"Y/n, are you okay?"

I paused. "Yeah. Yeah, it'll be ok." I said.

I knew what she meant but I didn't think it was noteworthy to bring up how I was feeling.

"Y/n." I turn to look at her and she is giving me a knowing look. "Friends tell the truth."

I began to fight tears that were stinging my eyes, but I wouldn't let them fall.

"I just... I just miss him. Will, I mean. And the things Troy was saying..." I began feeling myself get worked up again at the mere thought of it. "They were awful. Truly awful, and I just... I'm tired. And worried. And I just want to find my friend."

There was suddenly a somber silence over the group that was quickly broken by El's soothing tone.

"Y/n," she said sternly, pulling my eyes to her. There was a soft demand behind her eyes, willing my gaurd down. "I understand."

I looked at her, a grateful smile on my features and my voice came out in a weak whisper.

"Thank you, El."

She gave me a warm smile in return. It very much resembled the one I gave her the first night we met. It was at this moment I knew. I had just found myself a very unique and powerful friendship; one that stood out from my friendship with the party.

El and I have a lot more in common than I thought.

#you'll float queue #stranger things #will byers x reader #reader insert #will byers #dustin henderson #mike wheeler #lucas sinclair #cosmic #y/n henderson #stranger things x reader #x male reader #x m!reader

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vcn-vet · 2 years

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This entry is dated to Ensign’s senior year of college. This entry and the two succeeding ones have the subtitle “The Fire Remains: The Life and Times of Ms. Terri, Dear Hunter, and Ms. Leading” underneath the dates. In the margins, there appears to be a set list: Battesimo Del Fuoco, City Escape, The Inquiry of Ms. Terri, 1878, The Pimp and the Priest, The Procession, The Lake and the River, The Bitter Suite I and II: Meeting Ms. Leading and Through the Dime, Smiling Swine, Where the Road Parts, Dear Ms. Leading.

The writing is choppier and more “all over the place” than usual from her excitement and having to remember a lot.

First night was a success! I had good expectations for this concert residency, however small it is, considering that my previous concert with 7 Minutes to Midnight was amazing. I never forgot how great those guys are to perform with.

The whole crowd kind of just... froze up and went silent when I started Battesimo. It was really cool and it made for the perfect set-up into City Escape and everyone went wild. Have I mentioned how great all of their background vocals are? Throughout the entire thing they’re amazing. Mansur and Auzhan were AMAZING with harmonies during the last sections of the verses.

My wounds burst at the end of The Pimp and the Priest. I don’t know, I think it was how much I was pouring into the chorus that did it. And then who do I see in the crowd during that song other than Ibraheem? He told me he was going to be too busy with physics homework to watch the concert, that bastard! I had planned out the round portion of that song so I divide it up between two halves of the crowd with the boys doing the bass vocals. I noticed Ibraheem was recording during that part... so I crouched down and stole his phone to film the crowd. I made sure to return it to him. It was... magical. To have all of those voices surround me was pure bliss. And I’m talking like I’m a performer when I’m not AND rambling on paper. Great.

We ended up nixing the last part of The Lake and the River and jumped right into the Dime since we didn’t have time for the immediate succeeding song. Also, holy FUCK was Bilal pulling more than his weight back there during that song... I’d have offered to buy him a drink if I were of age. All of them, really. Almost all of them had a ridiculous amount of pedals and stuff to augment their sounds which I’m still BAFFLED by but it was well-needed for this concert since the originals are all over the place in terms of instrumentation. I’m gonna be honest... I almost cried after the “left right” refrain and while just bathing in the chords coming out of the amps... I’ve never heard anyone talk about how emotionally overwhelming it is to be out there. Siavash certainly never talked about what it was like in his position.

Smiling Swine turned out better than I expected. Brought Siavash back out into his natural habitat for the other half of the chorus vocals and MAN does he have pipes. The super exposed parts that I was so worried about came together excellently. Love that guy.

Also ended up almost crying during both Where the Road Parts and Dear Ms. Leading... I think for the former it was this one magical moment before the bridge where Mansur and Auzhan had the same part on both guitar and keys, and Yesayi with the sparse backing notes on bass, and Bilal with the shaker, and EVERYTHING came together and it blew me away. For the latter it was definitely blasting the last repetition of the chorus out with the perfect combination of notes. And then we ended off with another sweet rendition of Battesimo.

After I helped everyone put their stuff away I ran off and caught Ibraheem before he left. He said he enjoyed it more than he thought he would, since it’s not really his style of music. Made him take pause for a second, he said. He thinks it’s because he’s known me beforehand from our gen eds. We caught up a bit more, we hadn’t seen each other in a long while. Makes sense, he’s going into his master’s of astrophysics next semester and I’m about to finish pre-med... fun stuff. I’m really glad I got to see him.

Now I’m wiped. At least tomorrow’s the weekend and the next performance isn’t until the evening.

#Churches Made Out Of Shipwrecks | IC #Lament | Asks #Anonymous #[You get an essay]#[She just has a lot of love in her heart for music!!]#[also surprise Ensign's world's Nova lore]

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