#Netflix Daredevil

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The memories hurt sometimes

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Letting the Devil Out!

The devil smirk is getting a work out this series.

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So, um, this got like no love outside of my family on Instagram, maybe you will like it. I spent 7 hours on this.

Heaven's Half Hour

Daredevil Born Again E01 ending

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“When the last time your eyes worked the twin towers was standing” 😭💀

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CHARLIE COX as MATT MURDOCK Daredevil: Born Again (2025) 1.05

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This is would 100% be my reaction to finding out Matt is daredevil 🤣🤣 I love this sm

blind as a(n acro)bat / matt murdock x age gap!reader

summary: you simply cannot wrap your head around your boyfriend being daredevil

warnings: cursing, reader being a little bit...shocked to say the least

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you sighed as you tossed the key matt had given you on top of your bag that you'd haphazardly thrown onto the bench in the hallway. you were meant to stop by the lab and work on some experiments for your thesis, but something had gone wrong in the building and you weren't allowed into the lab until the day after tomorrow, so you figured you'd come to matt's because his place was closer to the lab and you had a majority of your research materials here anyways.

but you were pretty sure that no research would get done right now because you were exhausted and his soft silk sheets were calling your name. you kicked off your shoes and changed into one of matt's t-shirts before climbing into his bed, quick to bundle yourself up under the blanket and kick your socks off onto the ground next to you and drifted off into a peaceful slumber.

you'd been dreaming happily of eating endless pasta and garlic bread on a rainbow in the sky when a loud thump made your eyes shoot open. you jumped out of bed, grabbing the alarm clock next to the bed seeing as you had nothing else to defend yourself from the intruder you thought was coming. but when the intruder turned out to be matt in a black and red leather superhero suit, the daredevil helmet clutched in his hand, you reacted in the only way you could.

"what the fuck"

his eyes widened as he looked at you, the clock dropping out of your hand and clattering onto the floor.

"y/n" he gasped out, still trying to catch his breath.

you just stand there, staring at him in all his daredevil glory.

"y/n i-"

"what. the fuck?" you narrow your eyes at him as he reached out for you.

"y/n please. just let me explain." he pleads, grabbing your hands in his.

you let out a loud short laugh, taking your hands from his and running them over your face as you take in a deep breath.

"oh trust me, you're gonna explain. you're gonna explain a lot. you're gonna explain so much that you're never gonna want to explain ever again!" you yell, stomping off towards matt's bedroom.

"baby, please just-" he pleaded, following behind you before you shouted.

"STOP I DON'T HAVE PANTS ON"

he pauses, furrowing his eyebrows.

"i'm...sorry?"

you let out a frustrated huff as you put on a pair of his sweatpants, pulling the drawstrings as tight at you could.

"well i don't know if you can see!"

"i can't. but...would it matter? i've literally been insi-"

"SHUT UP MURDOCK" you shout, a yelp following the end of your sentence as you trip over one of your socks.

"yes ma'am." he says, nodding his head and closing his mouth.

once you were ready, and once matt had changed out of the suit, you sat across from each other, him on the edge of the coffee table and you on the couch in front of him. he'd spent the last maybe half hour explaining what had happened to him, how he and daredevil came to be, how he learned all these things, his heightened senses, everything. he'd finally told you everything, and as scared as he was, there had been a weight lifted off of his shoulders.

"so then...you're not blind."

"no i'm blind."

"but not like...fully."

"i mean, yes fully. but it's different. like i said it's a-"

"world on fire, right. but like...you're not that blind."

"i mean, i can't see, so. i'd say that's pretty blind."

"and you're a superhero."

"i don't really like that term-"

"but you are."

"no i-"

"vigilante then?"

"absolutely not. i just...want to do what's right for hell's kitchen and its' people. i just want to make my city a safer place."

"...superhero."

he groans, putting his head in his hands.

"i'm not a superhero. and i'm blind as a bat."

"more like an acrobat." you mumble, making him roll his eyes.

"i heard that."

"so you...can't see anything?"

"no, my love, i cannot see anything." he says, his voice falling flat.

he was grateful, of course, that you weren't angry at him. but he wasn't going to lie and say that your stubborn disbelief wasn't extremely frustrating for him.

"...nothing at all?"

"yes, nothing." he sighs, running his hands over his face.

you just nod your head, still trying to process all of the new information you were given.

"so when we first met and i said that you and foggy took down fisk, you....really to-"

"took him down. yes. i did. well, daredevil did."

you just nod your head, taking another short pause.

"and....you came up with that name?"

"no, i didn't. but i think it fits."

"okay...so you....get hurt. badly. like a lot."

matt takes in a short breath, pressing his lips together in a line.

"i do, yes. it doesn't happen all the time, but it does happen."

you let out a shaky breath, nodding your head.

"but, you're always okay, right?"

matt leans forward, placing one hand on your hip, pulling you closer, and the other hand on your cheek, stroking it softly with his thumb.

"i will always come home to you, okay? i promise you that." he says softly, leaning his forehead onto yours.

you just nod, leaning forward and placing a soft kiss on his lips.

"i lo-"

foggy. foggy. foggy. fog-

matt sighs, grabbing his phone and quickly answering.

"yeah, we're on our way fog. okay, yes we will pick some up on our way. okay. bye."

you furrow your eyebrows in confusion, pulling back from matt as he puts his phone back into his pocket.

"i forgot to tell you that foggy invited us out to josie's. and we're supposed to pick up some thai on the way."

"does foggy know?"

"yes, and karen."

you just nod, staying silent as you stand up and get dressed back into your clothes.

"hey. we're okay?" he asks wrapping his arms around you as you button up your jeans, his cheek leaning on your head.

"we're okay, matty. but it...does scare me." you sigh, leaning your head into his cheek.

"i know. but i'm okay. i'm always okay. cuts and bruises heal. and i'm okay." he reassures, tightening his hold on you.

you nod, holding onto his arms and just enjoying the small moment you two had together before heading out the door.

when you and matt arrived at josies, you glared at foggy and karen as you dropped the bag of takeout onto the table.

"you guys are so fake." you say, shaking your head at them as matt chuckled, pulling out your chair.

"w-what did we do?" foggy whines.

"i can't believe you didn't tell me. i thought we were friends." you pouted, making karen's mouth fall open.

"we are!" she argues quickly.

"she knows." matt says as he folds up his cane and takes a seat.

"she know wh- oh. she knows." foggy says, nodding his head slowly.

"i mean...come on. we couldn't just tell you!" karen pleads as foggy opens up the bag of takeout.

"yeah i mean, if we tell you about the thing we have to tell you about everything! and i mean, i'm sure you didn't take it well when he told you about the time that he almost died and then faked his death."

"HE WHAT!?"

"...she didn't know that." matt groans

"well...now you do. don't say i never told you anything." foggy shrugs

"i'm sorry you faked your death!?"

"here we go." matt sighs, putting his face in his hands.

"FAKED! YOUR DEATH!"

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Need more scenes like this.

[nerdby]

I might break something if we finally get to see Kamala Khan in a mature Marvel project and she ends up dead.

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I actually hate Matt Murdock so fucking much it’s insane (I own 8 daredevil Funko pops) like I want to throw a brick at his head (he’s my all time favorite character) I get so angry whenever he’s on my screen (I’ve read most daredevil comics and have seen the show over 7 times)

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One of the Original Tumblr King of Whump, Angst, and Sluttiness is almost back! Matt Murdock on our television screens once again, world is healing ❤️

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Saint Ives is, in fact, the patron saint of lawyers, barristers, solicitors, and jurists.

(and Foggies, as you can see)

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Recently rewatched the whole Daredevil show twice and was reminded of how incredible it was. Got me inspired to draw something again.

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honeymoon phase // matt murdock x age gap!reader

summary: your friends cannot stand you and your newlywed husband

warning: so much fluff and sweetness you might need to see a dentist and a doctor after reading. hope u have insurance or live in a country that cares about you. wanted to give you guys this after the drama.

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SORRY FOR THE LATE UPLOAD I'VE BEEN GOING THROUGH SO MUCH IN MY PERSONAL LIFE BUT I'M HERE NOW. HERE'S SOMETHING SWEET BEFORE MORE OF THE DRAMA

the morning after your january wedding was cold. but the morning after you'd returned from your island resort honeymoon was even colder. which was to be expected since it was only just the beginning of february. but you were the warmest you'd ever been, including the time you spent in the warmer climates of thailand, which you and your husband had just returned from. you laid entangled in silk sheets, his arms woven tightly around you, holding you close to him as he slept soundly.

a soft smile emerged on your face and you lifted your hand, bringing it up to his face and placing your hand softly on his cheek. stroking the stubble with your thumb.

"your hand. is cold." he mumbles, his eyes still closed and his mouth barely moving.

"and your face. is warm." you tease, tucking your other hand under his other cheek, sandwiching it between his face and the pillow and giving him a quick peck on the nose.

"leave my face alone." he groans, pushing your hands away.

"that's no way to talk to your wife." you pout playfully, and he opens one eye, peaking over at you and smiling softly before closing his eyes again.

"my wife. i like that." he hums, re-wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you into his chest, bringing the blankets up to your shoulders as he tucked his face into your chest.

you just smile, raking your fingers through his hair and cradling his head against you as he hummed happily.

"how do you feel about-"

you were interrupted by the door being thrown open, you feel your spirit leaving your body as matt shoots up, pushing you behind him.

"WELCOME BACK HONEYMOONERS" foggy shouts through the loft, making matt relax, a sigh leaving both of your lips.

"i'm gonna kill him." matt shrugs nonchalantly, and you just shake your head, pushing his arm slightly as you lean down, grabbing matt's sweatpants from the floor beside you.

"no you're not." you roll your eyes, standing up out of bed and pulling on his pants and throwing on his columbia hoodie.

" i could." he frowns, throwing on some clothes, his frown still etched onto his face as you slide open the bedroom door.

"hi fog." you smile, and foggy excitedly wraps you into a hug.

"if it isn't my favorite murdock!" he exclaims, rocking the two of you side to side.

"first, you break into our house. then you tell me that you like my wife more than me, your best friend." matt frowns, pulling you from foggy's hold and wrapping his arms around your waist, pulling your back against his chest and tiredly placing his head into your shoulder.

"sorry to break it to you matt, but i'm pretty sure everyone likes your wife more than you." karen responds as she walks into the loft, a bag of bagels and a tray of coffee cups in her hands.

"that's what i'm saying! it's like you didn't listen to my speech at your wedding." foggy smiles, throwing his arms up.

you throw your head back as you laugh, matt grumbling into your neck.

"i'm touched. truly." you smile, placing your hand on your chest.

"i'm not" matt pouts, and you roll your eyes, turning around and placing your hands on in chest.

"you're my favorite murdock." you smile, leaning forward and pressing a short peck on his lips.

"that makes me feel a little better." your husband smiles against your lips.

"okay enough being gross. karen brought bagels and coffee and we have a new case we need to discuss." foggy quickly interrupts, pulling you from matt's grip and plopping you onto the couch.

"you relax. and you, sir, come to the table." foggy directs matt as he throws a blanket over your lap.

your smile widens as karen hands you a cup of coffee, the latest seasonal drink and an your favorite bagel (with enough cream cheese to drown yourself in, of course. you're sophisticated)

"you're an angel" you sigh as you stare at the coffee and bagel in your hands.

"you owe me a lunch date. i wanna hear all the honeymoon deets" she smiles at you as she walks towards the table where foggy was forcing a pouting matt to sit down.

"absolutely!" you agree, tucking the blanket under your legs and reaching forward to place your coffee on the table so you could dig into your bagel.

****

the next day you found yourself perched on top of matt's lap in his office. soft giggles emitting from your lips as he placed gentle kisses along your neck and collarbones.

"how'd i get so lucky?" he says softly against your lips

"i'm actually a government plant" you shrug, and he snorts, leaning in to place his lips on yours.

"oh jesus, seriously?"

you jump, pulling your lips away from matt's and turn to see foggy frowning in the doorway.

"hi fog, sorry" you say as you sheepishly sink into matt's chest.

"when will the honeymoon phase be over? i work here too ya know!" he groans, shutting the door behind him.

"if it helps, i brought coffee?" you say, nodding your head over to the counter where the large coffee traveler sat.

"it does" foggy frowns before walking away momentarily to pour himself a cup of coffee.

"maybe i should go?" you whispered to your husband, and he frowned, dramatically pouting at your suggestion.

"no."

"y/n i love you so much, you two disgust me." foggy smiles sarcastically before sitting down in front of matt's desk.

"i know" you say proudly, standing up from matt's lap.

"where're you going?" matt frowns, and you lean down, pressing a quick kiss to his lips.

"leanne's. i'll see you at home?"

matt nods his head and you say bye to foggy as you walk out of the office.

"i love my wife." matt smiles proudly, making foggy roll his eyes.

"you're gross."

"i'm happy you think so"

************

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DONT BE A FOOL - MATT MURDOCK

Pairing: matt x wife!reader

Word Count: 2, 156

Summary: After a very tense argument about a misused name, your apologetic husband ends up getting looped in by your students.

//follow-up to three empty words but can probably be read on its own. i realize i lost the original plot so if it’s too bothersome, i’ll rewrite it// rewrite/part three?

The next morning, you refused to dilly dally your morning routine. Your shower was quick, your hair and makeup remained simple. Even your outfit was more or less the first thing you grabbed from your closet. You gathered all of your papers - which you hadn’t gotten around to grading the night before - and your laptop before Matt’s alarm had even gone off.

You skipped making breakfast, deciding to stop at a coffee shop on the way to work instead, and hustled out the door. You ignored the still sleeping figure of Elektra on your couch even though your brain wanted to soak her with cold water and kick her out. You did slam the door on your way out but that was just to satisfy your own anger.

You walked into your classroom and let out a loud sigh as you dropped into your deskchair. You were thankful to be out of the house, in your own space for the time being. As you began grading the papers and piling them according to the hours, your mind wandered back to the night before. You wondered if Elektra would be out of your apartment when you got back. You wondered if Matt would tell Foggy and Karen that you two got into a fight last night. You then found yourself wondering if Matt was actually going to go to work that morning.

You realized you were staring blankly at the student’s worksheet in front of you so you shook the thoughts and focused on the daunting stacks before you.

Most of the hours were business as usual. Your normal rowdy students were a bit extra, but that might’ve been due to your already grated nerves more than their own behaviors. It wasn’t until the hour before lunch that you found some of your students more huddled and secretive than usual.

“What are you doing in the corner?” You called, peaking over your computer at the small group. “There’s, what, five minutes till the bell?”

“Mrs. Murdock, what’s your husband’s name?” One of the girls, Liv, asked with an innocent expression. The same one she gave you when she explained her lacking assignments.

“Matthew.” You titled down your screen to see them better. “Why?”

“What does he do again?”

“Lawyer. Why?”

“Is he handsome?” Another girl, Nicole, asked with wiggling eyebrows.

You had to refrain from rolling your eyes at your middle schoolers.

“Yes, very.” You smiled slightly. “I wouldn’t have married him if he wasn’t.”

“And if he’s a lawyer, he’s gotta be smart, right?”

“Again, very. He went to Columbia.”

“So like… Is he why you’re so sad today?” Blake, the only boy in the group, chimed in with a nonchalant shrug.

“Guys.” You frowned slightly. “I’m not sure what you’re doing, but I’m not sad. Me and Mr. Murdock are fine. We’re happily married. And you should be worried about your own relationship drama, not mine.”

“So you admit there’s drama?” Nicole countered quickly.

“Between Blake and Emmy? Yes.” You nodded and Emmy’s jaw dropped while her friends poked her teasingly. “Between me and Mr. Murdock, no.”

“Mhmm.. So why is the photo face down?”

“What?”

“The photo by your computer.” She came across the room and lifted the frame near your laptop that was in fact, face down. “You told us on the first day that this was one your favorite photos and you have it on it’s face… There’s drama, Mrs. Murdock.”

“You’re very observant, Nicole. Thank you.” You said flatly as you took the frame from her hands and set it in it’s rightful position. “I must’ve knocked it over when I was trying to find you and Liv’s missing portfolio project.” “You can’t deflect, Mrs. M.” Liv added from across the room. “It’s all over your face.”

“Y’know what.” You announced, standing from your desk. “The bell rings in less than two minutes. You guys can all go to lunch early.”

A chorus of questions arose while you heard the door being pushed open.

“They can’t write you all up.” You shrugged and dropped back in your chair while the meddling group made their way into the hall.

The girls continued to whisper to themselves and glanced back at you, to which you shooed them away. When you were finally alone in your classroom, you let out a heavy sigh and rubbed a hand over your eyes.

Usually, you adored having open communication with your students because that meant they trusted you. But at the same time, that meant they felt entitled to know your life story whether you like it or not. The bell echoed in your ears so you spun your chair to the small fridge under your desk that held your lunch.

You clicked play on a playlist from your laptop and began eating your lunch, typing away to enter in grades. You knew you should just do nothing, scroll mindlessly on your social medias instead or maybe even call Foggy to ensure Matt made it to work, but the busy work for your eyes, head, and hands felt better. Plus, you weren’t exactly sure what you would’ve said that could’ve gotten your question answered without being a dead giveaway. So you kept working instead.

“MRS. MURDOCK!” Liv nearly yelled as she burst through your door, maybe halfway through the lunch hour. “OHMYGODYOULLNEVERBELIEVE-”

“Liv!” You said in shock, nearly dropping your water bottle. “What is going on? Is everything okay?”

“Look at this!” She hurried across and showed you her phone screen. Oddly enough, it was a photo of the back of a man exiting a taxi. What stood out to you was the white cane in his hand.

“It’s a guy getting out a cab.” You tried to reason, gently pushing her phone away. “That’s what you ran in here to tell me?”

“But he’s blind!”

“So it seems.”

“Don’t you know what this means?” She insisted with a small stomp.

You simply shrugged and raised your brows.

“It’s Mr. Murdock! He came to apologize!”

“Liv, I appreciate your concern for my marriage but we’re fine, okay? It’s not like he and I are heading towards a divorce. We’re just in a bit of an argument. It’ll be fine.”

“Are you sure? Because I’ve never seen you so…” She gestured vaguely to you.

“Yes, I’m sure. Now go back to your lunch, please. I have to finish these.”

“But-”

“No.”

“Mrs. M, just-”

“Liv, boundaries, please.”

“Just listen!”

“No.” You said firmly. “Go back to your lunch.”

She huffed slightly but retreated to the door. As she was heading out, she nearly ran into one of the monitors.

“Sorry to intrude, Y/N.” The monitor said as she popped her head in. “I have a visitor for you.”

“Another one of my kids being a problem?” You sighed and wheeled yourself a bit further from your desk. “Send ‘em in. They can sit in the corner till next class.”

“Actually, I think you’ll be glad to see this one.” She smiled knowingly and reached for something outside the doorframe.

Before you could voice another question, she ushered Matt through the door. He said his usual thanks for being guided and the monitor gave you an approving nod and thumbs up. She mouthed a very not subtle ‘He’s very handsome’. You smiled awkwardly in agreement but once the door closed, you rolled your eyes and went back to your gradebook.

“Could’ve called.” You said simply.

“I didn’t think you would answer.” Matt replied honestly.

“Probably wouldn’t have… Shouldn’t you be at work?”

“I couldn’t focus.”

You heard the clicks of him folding his cane as he wandered around your classroom. You peaked up to watch him manueaver the desks with such ease that for a split second, you forgot he was blind. You watched him run his fingers along the bulletin board you had on one wall, leading into the standards and other required signage you had up.

“Did she leave?” You asked and returned to your prior task. You knew if you watched him for too long, he’d know and he’d show you that stupid lopsided smirk that he did.

“She was still pretty weak when I left.” He said and there was a slight sadness in his voice. Though if someone asked if it was for Elektra or your argument, you wouldn’t have been able to say. “But I did ask Stick to find somewhere else to take her to recover if she can’t leave on her own by the time someone gets home.”

“Chivalrous.” You made a face behind your computer screen. “You didn’t have to come all the way here to tell me that.”

He sighed slightly and you mumbled a short complaint to yourself before scooting away from your desk and spinning in your chair to face him, just as he appeared at your side. You folded your hands over your stomach and leaned back in your chair, giving an exaggerated sigh and nod for him to talk.

“Y/N, last night, I said something I shouldn’t have.” He began carefully, as if he was following a carefully rehearsed speech. For all you knew, he had rehearsed it with Foggy that morning before he showed up. “I let Stick push me and I just said the first thing that came to mind.”

“But she shouldn’t be the first thing, right?” You said softly with a small shrug. “Stick shouldn’t be able to push you into saying that, whether you meant it or not.”

“You’re right.” He admitted and your brows went up slightly. “I shouldn’t have said that. You are the only woman that I want to be with. I married you, without any hesitation. I never had second thoughts or second thoughts or anything. You, Y/N Murdock, have my heart.”

You nodded slowly but said nothing as you stood. You crossed your arms and looked up at him, him offering a hopeful expression in return. You broke into a small smile and nudged him with your shoulder before moving past him. He followed you almost instantly and you took him to the wall on the other side of your desk near the window.

“The kids started calling this the Sweetheart’s Spotlight.” You said quietly with a small smile. “They keep a polaroid camera in one of the cubbies and every Friday, they rearrange the couples in order of their favorites… They made me put a photo of us on here, too.”

“Where do we rank?” He smiled slightly.

“We’ve been number one since it started.” You laughed. “They tell me that you’re the best by default since I’m their favorite teacher.”

“Lucky me.”

“You know I’m still upset, right?” You said carefully when the air was too light between you two.

“I know.” He nodded. “I can hear it in your voice.”

“But I also don’t want to hold onto this fight. So here’s an idea. Elektra’s out of the apartment today. You two finish whatever crusade you’re on. You make sure you don’t get yourself killed. She leaves New York and it’s all put to bed.”

“Consider it done.” He nodded. “And I know better than to get myself killed. I’ve got it too good to die.”

“Yeah because then I’m a widow and there’s not much life insurance to cash in on.” You joked as the lunch bell rang.

“I should get going.” He nodded before gently taking your hand. “I love you. So much.”

“I love you too.” You said softly as your students started filing in.

“OHMYGOD.” One of your students yelled and you closed your eyes tightly, quietly groaning in embarrassment. “IS THAT WHO I THINK IT IS?”

“Yes, Luna.” You said, feeling the blush across your cheeks. “This is Mr. Murdock and he’s leaving.”

You pulled Matt towards the door as he laughed. Your kids yelled questions that you tried to ignore until Matt stopped, pulling you to stop with him.

“It’s career week!” One of the boys yelled. More so a demand.

“I’m aware, Jack.” You nodded. “What does that have to do with this?”

“He’s not here to talk to us about lawyers?” The boy’s head cocked as he asked his question.

“That’s exactly why I’m here.” Matt grinned and you groaned again. “Let’s give Mrs. Murdock a break, right?”

“You’re so dead.” You threatened quietly with a laugh before heading back to your chair. 

“Okay, kids.” You announced. “He’s blind and can’t write. I’m not getting up. Take your own notes and keep your questions relevant to his career, okay?”

“Yes, Mrs. Murdock.” They all answered.

“All yours, Mr. Murdock.” You gestured before returning to grading and the personal questions started flying.

“How did you guys meet?!”

“What’s her favorite color?!”

“Did you see the wall?!” “He can’t see!”

“Are they always this rowdy?” He asked you with a slight laugh.

“You’re new and exciting.” You shrugged. “Take it as a compliment.”

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