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snzunii · 3 years ago

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— SEE YOU AGAIN [15]

+ summary. in which, you and sanzu are in a very chaotic marriage,

+ tags. romance, fluff, heavy (?) angst, modern au, smau, arrange marriage au, college setting, use of profanities, eventual smut, 18+

+ note. hello, i know this update took too long im v sorry :< huhu shakdjashd anw, here it is. hope u guys enjoy. likes, rbs, and replies are always appreciated <3 i keep 'em all in my heart hiho lemme know what u think <333

this isn't proofread, i'm sleepy it's 4 am here ahdkshsk close ur eyes on the errors 😴 there's like paragraph after four pics just in case hehe so u dont scroll on the pics for the last part

+ status. on-going

+ masterlist.

“You done with my phone?” you asked Haruchiyo with your eyebrows raised, he just grinned at you and handed you your phone, you just went away for a while to buy more tokens and have no clue as to what your friends and husband are talking about, “What did you tell them now- what the fuck.”

“What? She was asking.” he answered nonchalantly and intertwined your fingers together, “Where do you want to go next?”

“You know I still have classes later and you dragged me here.” You said, “If I fail that subject, it’s your fault.”

He just shrugged his shoulders and smiled at you, “Okay, blame it all on me, baby.”

You shook your head and followed him anyway. There's no single doubt that you’re feeling all sorts of guilt—however, holding Haruchiyo’s hand, him telling you how much he loves you—it’s a different feeling, isn’t it? It’s wondrous, you feel like you’re on top of the world.

It seems like yesterday, you were bawling your eyes out but now you have a huge smile on your face.

You got what you always wanted, just like what Kakucho said earlier. There's no serious harm done, you're supposed to be with him even before Naomi came in the picture.

Naomi’s just a little bump in the road but why do you still feel like you’re the second option in this? Why do you feel like you took Haru away from someone else?

“Haru.” you called his name, you flashed him a smile as soon as he turned his head to your direction, “Let’s play that one.”

“Alright!” he cheered a bit loud causing other people to look your way, but Haruchiyo didn't care. Why would he care, he doesn't even know these people and probably won't see them again, he thought.

“Can you calm down?” you said, Haru just stuck his tongue out at you and placed his arm around your shoulder.

“Whatever. Can you even shoot a gun? Can you aim?” he cockily said with an arrogant grin on his lips. You don’t even know if you want to smack him in the head or kiss him on the lips so that he can shut up, you know how flustered he gets when you kiss him—that would totally shut him up.

“That’s not a real gun, Haruchiyo. What the fuck are you saying? And, can I aim? Can you? You can’t even pee right. Look at our toilet seat, there's pee everywhere. I swear I will-”

Once again he covered your mouth. He frowned when he felt your tongue on his palm, “Are you licking my hand? Did you know I scratched my ass with this hand.”

“Fuck you!”

…

“I got more kills than you, can you aim?” you raised your eyebrow at Haru with a proud smile on your lips. The pink-haired idiot turned to you with a pout and placed his arm around your shoulder, “So? What do you have to say for yourself?”

“I just…” he pursed his lips, “I let you win. Because I love you, okay?”

You snickered and pinched his nose, “If you say so. Loser.”

“I’m not!”

“Loser.”

“I see, the married couple are bickering. We can come back.” you both turned to the person who just spoke.

Right, Hina and Takemichi are also at the arcade. “We’re not. He just can’t accept that he’s a loser. So, anyway. What are you two up to?”

“We’re about to ride the ferris wheel outside. You want to go with us?”

You turned to Haru and he nodded at you with a warm smile on his face, he reached for your hand—intertwining your fingers together as you both walked behind the other couple. “Remind me that I have something to give you when we’re on the ferris wheel.”

“Okay?” you responded, wondering what surprise he got up his sleeves now.

You reached the line for the ferris wheel, Sanzu wrapped his arms around your waist while waiting in line—Hina has a big smile on her face as she watched the both of you—of course, Hina knows how happy you are right now, you always tell her how much you wished for this, and now you have what you always wanted.

She’s happy for you, the look on your face while you laugh and look at Sanzu was so refreshing to see.

She was there when you were down and now you’re so mirthful that she wishes you’d stay that way—that you’d never feel that broken again.

What more can happen anyway? You love each other, it’s in your eyes. No one can get in the way, right?

“Excuse me.” she called for the two of you, bursting your own little world, “I hate to burst your bubble but it’s our turn if you still want to ride.”

You rolled your eyes jokingly which Hina mimicked, you rode the pod behind them. Once you got on, you immediately turned to Haru with a questioning look on your face.

“What?”

“What are you going to give me?”

He laughed, pinching your cheeks lightly. You rolled your eyes, scenes like this are a total cliché for you, but you can't help but feel giddy—it’s true what they say, you’ll never know the feeling unless you’re the one experiencing it.

Well, you never thought you will experience dumb romantic shits but here you are.

“Can you wait? When we’re on the top or something.”

“Fine.”

Haru just smiled at you while you’re still wondering what he wanted to give you, not until you reached the top, the astonishing view of the city greeted you—the busy streets and the pretty lights from the tall buildings were certainly a treat for your eyes.

“Okay.” you turned to your husband once you heard his voice, “Remember this?”

You didn't think you could smile as wide as you did before, “Haru… you kept it?”

He nodded, grinning at you—if your heart could explode there’d be bits of it everywhere. “Of course, baby.”

“Hey.”

“What?” he sniffed, wiping his tears with his arms as he turned his back on you, “Go away.”

You giggled, disregarding what he just told you and squatted in front of him, “What’s the matter, Haru? Did Omi tease you again? You want me to fight him?”

“Yeah.” he snorted, causing you to frown, “Like you could take him.”

You raised your eyebrow, did he just tell you that you’re weak? But then again, you’re not there to fight your best friend, you’re there to console him in whatever made him cry. “Excuse me?! Then can you tell me why you are crying?”

The ten-year-old boy looked at you with tears brimming at the corner of his eyes, “Because you have such an ugly face it makes me want to cry.”

“Really?” you smacked his arm, “Okay, then. Don't talk to me.”

“I’m just kidding!” he laughed, you can't help but smile—he’s always the brightest when he’s laughing, you know? But what you don't know is he beams the most when he’s with you.

It’s as if he didn't cry earlier—which you still don't know why, “It’s nothing.”

“If it’s nothing then why are you all snotty at the corner?”

“It’s because I’m always left alone. I won the contest earlier, right?” you nodded, you can't forget how proud you are at him while watching him on stage at your school earlier, “Then… Omi just had to do something great too. It’s petty-”

“You're ridiculous.” you laughed, “You're not left alone. You have me.”

Before he could even speak, you removed the charm bracelet that you’re wearing with your initials on it and reached for his arm, “Don't you ever think that you're left alone, okay? If you ever feel like that just look at this bracelet then you’ll remember that I’m always with you. Stupid.”

“So, you’re giving it back?”

“No!” he immediately denied, “This is mine.”

He reached for a box in his pocket, “This is yours. I was supposed to give you this on our anniversary with the necklace but it wasn't ready then.”

“C’mere.” he softly said, you carefully stood up from your seat since the pod will move, he reached for your wrist as soon as you sat beside him, “I had this custom made, they don't sell these anymore, you know?”

You chuckled, “Of course, we bought that years ago.”

“There. Now we’re matching.”

You bite your lip, trying to contain the big smile plastered on your face as you look at the charm bracelet—with his initials on it this time.

“Haru.” you turned to him, cupping his cheeks with both your hands. His heart beats uncontrollably when you close your eyes and press your lips on his—he reciprocates your kiss, closing his eyes as he relishes this heartening feeling around the air—as banal as it seems, it felt like his whole world was in slow motion.

He can hear his and your heart beating in sync. Fuck it, he loves you intensely that he wanted you close—so close that you can never slip away from him.

That he wished that you’d never feel what you feel for him for someone else any further. That you’d only love him—because he’s the same for you.

But you know he never had to worry about it, all that you feel and all of you were always meant for him.

“I love you.” he whispered once you both pulled away.

You giggled, deciding to tease him with your answer. “Yeah, okay. Let me think about what I feel for you, okay?”

He scrunched his nose as he flicked your forehead, “Funny.”

...

two months after — summer break

infos !

naomi and yua are cousins, they're very close.

sanzu doesn't know. he just know that naomi has a close cousin back home—she mentioned her name, but he forgot.

yua knows sanzu, that's why she also rejected sanzu back then when she thought he's really courting her bcos she knows he's her cousin's ex.

haru cried on the flashback cos their parents gave takeomi the limited edition car collectible that he wanted :< but after he got yn's charm bracelet he didn't think much about the car hehe

...

+ see you again taglist. @hanmascult @ryouhoe @fl4mepillar @meena-in-a-nutshell @haruphilia @hxked @xxrwzy @sophiesuna @douraken @mapachemapato @kawaii-desv @eriskaitto @smolaf-filipino @hanmasgf @mitsuika @lustiel-winchester @cryszus @babydiamondblog @sseorin @k0ut4r0u @bbloblobb @gulfkfl

+ tokyo revengers taglist. @cosmiclvsh @tojisqueen @imnotjo @r-xochitl @bekky06 @toshiswifey @ninetyeightrins @litle-crow @n-nara @hollowpurpl @iiclal @miyuuuuuposts @haitanilove @aclairysm @awkcasted @yukie35 @Prettylily @chronic-claire-universe @inupiko @chosoisbaby @marixxi @spaceemeeat @shizukuusagii @amaejiki @parca-de-destinos @kuraries @missysimpy @a-astxr @mui_xd @fr00g1es @gwynsapphire @kookie-my-little-sunshine @kqtsukisgf @angtsumu @cakenchill @madarasgf

#sanzu x reader #sanzu x you #sanzu x y/n #sanzu #bonten sanzu #bonten smau #tokrev smau #sanzu fluff #sanzu angst #sanzu haruchiyo #kakucho hitto #kakucho x reader #kakucho x you #kakucho x y/n #tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers x you

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The thing that makes old people who’ve been together for years finish each other’s sentences. Don’t you wish mama had told you when you were young that, when you lie with someone, you lie not just with her body but also with her soul? And whatever condition the other person’s soul is in, you are guaranteed to take a piece with you—whether you want to or not. Instead of being amazed at her booty, you should have focused on her mind. – Kirk Franklin • The Americans may think they have ‘liberated’ Baghdad but the tens of thousands of thieves – they came in families and cruised the city in trucks and cars searching for booty – seem to have a different idea what liberation means. – Robert Fisk • The art of using troops is this: ……When ten to the enemy’s one, surround him; ……When five times his strength, attack him; ……If double his strength, divide him; ……If equally matched you may engage him; ……If weaker numerically, be capable of withdrawing; ……And if in all respects unequal, be capable of eluding him, ……….for a small force is but booty for one more powerful. – Sun Tzu • The majority of the so-called great powers have long been exploiting and enslaving a whole series of small and weak peoples. 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I got contacted by a phishing bot

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Me: iron within, iron without

cutie-a88: i got ure name from the profile search here on tumblr cuz i was bored and lookin for new people to talk to but i hope i didn't bother u... i know it's a lil random lol

Me: With the thirty-seven keys of Tzeentch, we open the way for our brothers. With the thousand whispers of Slaanesh, we call to them. With the twelve plagues of Nurgle, we fell their enemies. And with the mighty axe of Khorne, we cut open the world for them. Yog-Sothoth knows the gate. Yog-Sothoth is the gate. Yog-Sothoth is the key and guardian of the gate. Past, present, future, all are one in Yog-Sothoth. He knows where the Old Ones broke through of old, and where They shall break through again. He knows where They have trod earth's fields, and where They still tread them, and why no one can behold Them as They tread.

cutie-a88: 22/f... what r u up 2?

me: I murdered thousands for the Emperor and he gave me nothing except his damning silence. Now his lapdogs yap for every life I take, while the gods promise me the galaxy.

cutie-a88: im on spring vacation and i'm really excited for it. lol. i'm still in university right now so i love the time off school ya know?

Me: I salute you! For though our path has been long and bloody, you have served our Lord with unflinching courage and the honour of true warriors. We have seen many fall today and must remember, even as we die, that our blood too is welcome...

cutie-a88: lol, soo i have an idea if ure up for a lil fun ;)

Me: Perfect ecstasy, boundless cacophony, excessive agony. I must have more!

cutie-a88: i was actually gonna get to work here shortly. my girlfriend was working online and i kept askin her about it so she finally showed me what she was doing when we got back to school. i thought she was joking at first lol, ure prob gonna laugh but u wanna hear?

Me: You have caused us great discomfort, little flea... And I feel inclined to scratch.In the embrace of the great Nurgle, I am no longer afraid, for with His pestilential favour I have become that which I once most feared: Death.

cutie-a88: we work online doing private webcam shows which sounded soooper nuts at first believe me. but i freakin luv it! turns out i can be a lil bit more of a freak than i realized and i really like to put on a show lolol

Me: Sickness, disease, plague and pox, suffering and the slow, living rot. Such wondrous gifts does Nurgle seek to bestow upon the unworthy human cattle of the Imperium. We are merely the vectors by which his virulent beneficence may be spread to the undeserving masses.

cutie-a88: well so what i was gonna say is i have some free passes and i usually just do a private show before i get started to "warm up" lol. no one is online though so i was going to let u use one of the passes if u wanted... buttt u have to give me a really good rating so i can get more if u do tho k?

Me: If the path to salvation leads through the halls of purgatory, then so be it.

cutie-a88: dont u worry tho... ill earn it lol. its http://private-cams.site/bella and u should see a lil button to accept my invite and connect now to create your profile. u just click on that. then make ure own username or w/e and u can cumm into my private chat for us 2, only takes a sec to do

Me: Your shrines will burn, your streets run with blood, your false idols shattered, your people slaughtered by the thousands, your very planet torn apart… and the barest fraction of my hatred will be satisfied.

cutie-a88: yea u are going to need a cc of some sort... but, its just to make sure ure over 18 cuz there's a lot of them on here obv

Me: Great art so often fails to find an audience with the intellect to appreciate it. Sometimes I am filled with woe to think that no one in this blighted millennium has the wit to see the scope of my brilliance.

cutie-a88u: should feel special i dont usually give out this one!!!! lols im such a goofball sumtimes

Me: Know this! What will come to pass is no longer war! It is endless sacrifice in His name. Blood for the Blood God... let the universe drown in it!

cutie-a88: i really can't wait too it's going 2 be so much fun. i love meeting new ppl on here, oh by the way... might wanna turn down ure speakers cuz i can get a lil loud once i get going

Me: Cast down the idols! Destroy the temples! Slay the priests! Show these fools that they worship nothing more than a rotting corpse!

cutie-a88: i'm about to go grab some of my favorite toys i'll brb. hurry up though i better see ure name in my room when i get back lol

Me: Kill! Maim! Burn! Kill! Maim! Burn! Kill! Maim! Burn! Kill! Maim! Burn! Kill! Maim! Burn! Kill! Maim! Burn! Kill! Maim! Burn!

#fuckin bots #40k #shitpost #death to the false emperor

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redlemonz · 7 years ago

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Day #3

Fuck everything. I can’t deal with this, what’s even happening. Ugh, all I have is this continuous warm, stabbing-like pain inside me which won’t just go away, following what felt like a bitter end to last night. Being human absolutely sucks to begin with, but even more so when you’re just a sensitive and emotionally vulnerable asshole with a chemical imbalance in his head which tells him everything is way worse, and you should deserve to feel way worse.

Day 3 - upside down & inside out

The above basically sums up the morning so far today. I woke up and punished myself, and will probably continue to, (trust me, it’s not really a choice I can make) for my actions last night. I’m an on-going detriment to myself as it is, so the real question is, why am I being one to her - even more than I already was. Just leave her alone & stop finding literally any excuse to contact her, even if it’s with good intentions - It’s not about you and it doesn’t matter anymore. Give her what she wants for a change - not you. She put up with your bullshit undeservingly for long enough.

Work. It’s a Thursday.. inching closer to the weekend - ugh, screw the weekend. Finding it difficult enough today to keep myself in tact at my desk as it is, let alone in my own lonely presence at home. I even shifted my scheduled yet unscheduled shower crying session to a different location - my car during the drive to work. Gotta change things up after all. Prior to leaving though, for some unknown reason today I decided to reattach my detachable hood to the coat-jacket-thing I’ve been wearing to work for the last couple years. Of all days, I feel like I needed it today. Not because it’s raining or anything - it’s actually a beautiful day (in which I picture myself walking BBT with her at One tree hill after work, hand in hand - great). Aside from being a wondrous fashionable alteration, I believe it’s probably more the fact that the hood gives me a false sense of security, as it shields me ever so slightly from the cruel world. I can keep to myself, only looking ahead and not having to expose myself to more, unnecessary features of society in what’s around me. Fashionable change aside, a change in myself is what I need fullstop to try get use to life without her. I can’t be the same guy I once was, as it’s all too familiar to my daily life with her. I have to be someone else.. I have to be something else (homage to the fictional guy who’s identity I’m saved on her phone under as). Which brings me to the daily cup of coffee I drank at work with the other two. No sugar or milo mixed in today (self made mocha recipe). I wanted to hate myself like the rest of the world and taste the absolute bitterness of life literally, and it definitely didn’t disappoint in that regard. I don’t deserve the sweetness. During this coffee time, I was also now starting to fail in my facade of chipper-ness. In fact I couldn’t help but openly admit to the other two, that unlike yesterday where I was trying my best to be upbeat and fine about things, that I’m not. I’m broken. I know it’s what thy wanted to hear as they saw right through me the last couple days anyway - and it’s time to start facing my own truth.. even if it’s slowly and steadily. Thankfully I was able to contain the tears. Im getting by through making small talk with other colleagues who don’t know about these circumstances, and being genuinely happy for them where I can. Glad to hear that your back injury is improving and that you’re attending all your medical appointments. Glad to hear your pregnancy is going swell as ever now, after everything you’ve been through. Glad to hear you’ve finally promoted to another team - you deserve it. Glad to hear that you think the new Doctor on the show being a female isn’t actually a problem - you’re fantastic. And so on. I just want to be able to be glad for her. Which once again it dawns upon me the constant emphasis and repetitive reminder that I need to exit her life.. to make things easy for her. Considering easy is what she wants. Pretty sure it’s quite distinguishable by now with everything written thus far that I don’t fit that/her criteria. I’ve never really been good enough when it comes down to it. I feel exhausted. It’s been a long as hell day at work & my anxiety has picked up, though still controlled as it’s still a small dose (which I am extremely thankful for). Somewhat ironically she’s actually helped me gain enough strength during our relationship to battle it - for now anyway. Let’s see, another memory to blabber on about just sparked (obviously it did - because this whole damn thing is about her and almost anything, as insignificant as it may seem, can form a link or be symbolic if your mind & heart are assholes to you) as a result of a colleague asking one of the ‘the three’ to borrow his umbrella as she broke the other one of ‘the three’’s umbrella and still owes him a replacement. Back when I was still stuck in the friendzone yet still head over boots for her, I had this cool umbrella with a samurai sword handle. She accidentally broke it through tripping down a small, not-very-steep hill on one of our many mountain walks together. I was just glad that she was alright. Then she stabbed me with said broken part of umbrella. Yup. Another accident (I hope), which caused my left thumb to continuously bleed. Never in my life I was so psyched to have brought an umbrella, and especially have the events follow in the way they did (with the exception of her falling). She so cutely wrapped up my thumb and first aided me with her scouting skills, with a bunch of leaves and whatever else she could find. My heroine. To top it all off, my thumb received a couple kisses from her, and eventually so did my cheek when we parted ways that beautiful day. From that day I still have a voice recording of her at the summit of the mountain as she was singing/shouting out the lyrics to Kelly Clarkson’s “since you’ve been gone”, of which the lyrics are now more than appropriate (yes I know, most songs are about relationships and love, if not bitches and money - which in a way are also their own relationships?). Her hair tied, black and white polka dot top & light blue jeans with a purple cardigan wrapped around them - looking as beautiful as always.. but nevertheless, back to the point at hand - She still owes me an umbrella. Though not really - the kisses I received that day and her company make up for it pretty well, and can generally make up for anything she breaks.. even a heart.

Back home (yes I’m currently living a very exciting life as you can tell). Just watched a bit of an episode of Friends - Ross still in denial though clearly crazy about Rachel, whom is unaware and worried about their history together being weird if she were to consider moving in as his flatmate (which he desperately desires). The ultimately classic television adaption of the most special kind of love between two human beings - a balance of being best friends, lovers, partners and perceptively & potentially, even soulmates. Looking back again at my recent wonderful weekend (+sick day monday) in which my failed attempts to win her back for longer than that precious time we had cherished together, I sunk low, although true to my own geeky belief, by utilising that very TV reference of us being Ross & Rachel. Definitely didn’t click straight away as to why she bursted out laughing about my overly geeky and lame reference comparison, until she made me realise I admitted to being Ross. Fuck. Long ago my group of friends had this ongoing debate with me that I was the Ross of our group, which I took as an insult at the time comparative to the other characters, cause well, it’s Ross. I overly defended my case for ages, and to this day am still firmly of the idea that I’m a combinative representation of all the main characters. Let’s break it down. Like come on - the under-appreciated punny comedy of, yet easy to pick on, Chandler (obviously my favourite as mentioned first). The obsessive Monica who can’t handle dirty dishes & has to make scheduled plans. The mainstream, basic bitch, Rachel (oh shit, please note this definition does not at all apply to 'her’ being Rachel as per my geeky romantic acclaims above. She is waaay more). The randomness and open weirdness offered by Phoebe. The comic idiot, Joey (although I don’t even have to act the part). And fine yes, the hopeless romantic, and sensitive Ross. Wow - What an positively arrogant bastard I just became during my usual scheduled time of despairing and regretting stuff. Though I don’t mean to be arrogant - as the point I was trying to bring across is that we all have various qualities and attributes from each of the Friends. They all reside in each of us to some extent, so you can’t just be fitted to one. Back to her - she just snapped me? What in the world? Okay calm down dude, relax you idiot. Don’t ruin this moment - it’s not a big deal - it’s just a snap (even though it visibly means so much considering your little bit of anxiety subsided without you initially even noticing, and you’re grinning like an idiot at her name popping up on your phone). And open! Oh the absolute bloody hell. It’s a snap of the same episode I just watched, on the plus one channel certainly enough, because it’s an hour later. The caption - “hi friend” on top of a very distinct character’s face. I’m Ross. That cheeky yet adorable little minx (Minx? What? So I tend to say non-sensical stuff & my brain freezes more than usual quite often when it comes to her). So I switch over to the same channel, grab my phone & send her a “hey friend” snap right back - and you can probably guess quite easily.. that it was on top of a portrait view of Rachel. So we snapped and chatted ever so slightly more this evening - and my whole day turned upside down - which means I’m the right way up now.

Finished writing up my little pub quiz for tomorrow at work. Snuck in a question right at the end about the snowy mountain I was at with her on the weekend, which I couldn’t resist. Well I mean I guess I could have, but didn’t want to. It just felt right and left me with blissful content, ending the quiz on such a beautiful note. Just like us. It all get quite unintentionally poetic, and I loved it. Plus people need to learn more about the Country they live in, so I’m really doing everyone favours here (says the hypocrite). What makes this night even better is that she just did my quiz. I know she didn’t probably care to talk to me or anything, which doesn’t matter because she did my quiz & I’m full of smiles as a result. I kept to my word and didn’t call her though. We made it work as I sent her real time snaps of each question on my TV, blanking out the rest of the background or hiding other questions with various random emojis. One by one. She even cutely reaffirmed the 10 second rule of answering without me having to mention anything. The smartypants ended up with 6/10 (even a 6.5 really - heh, as she chose correctly on one of them the second time but I strictly took her first answer). I can guarantee its gonna be higher than the average amongst large groups tomorrow when I conduct this live. She even cracked a few of her classic puns for one of the questions which wasn’t surprising at all, and kept this stupid smile glued to my face. Then we wished each other a nice weekend and night ahead & parted our ways. Though it was a simple experience, it was a momentous feeling - especially with that last question. I wonder if she thought back to our weekend also because of it. Maybe it made her smile? I hope so. It certainly made me.. did I already mention that? Well shit, this can’t be good.

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