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Post by .x. lorelei carlson; on Dec 25, 2006 17:10:09 GMT
It was not her day.
She'd been flipping out since three o'clock, and she wasn't even conciously sure why. Just panicy. Her heartbeat felt like that of a hummingbird. That couldn't be healthy.
She'd sat at the piano for about an hour, just playing, and playing hard. She only did that when she was stressed. So, put two and two together-- Lorelei was a wreck. Even her hair was a wreck. She straightened it, hated it, then curled it. She thought she probably reeked of burnt hair. She had trouble with that. It was sort of a fetish, just putting hot things in her hair. Maybe she should go get herself checked, before she really harmed herself-- no, no. No being crazy right now.
She didn't even know what she was doing. Talking on Myspace was one thing, and talking in person was another. Don't think she didn't remember meeting him. Lorelei the dunce. She didn't go to college. Yes, the first impression was slightly, well, awkward.
She was early. Lorelei was never on time. She was ridiculously early or ridiculously late. Her mother always told her she got that from her father. That and fear of commitment. Thanks, mom.
She was struck with esteem-lowering thoughts like a baseball bat to the head-- one by one by one. Her jeans were too tight, she looked like a whore, her eyeliner was trailing down her face like a long black slug-- tons of things. That was her usual frame of thought, though. Everything turned out alright in the end.
But, what if their encounter was just as awkward as last time? No, no, at least they had a movie to watch. About Mayan indians throwing spears at each other. And on a giant screen, too. She'd try her best not to, err, upchuck if you will.
[ooc. heh. wow. that was perhaps the most homosexual post i've ever made xD ] [/blockquote]
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Post by zoink!THERIOT on Dec 25, 2006 19:03:15 GMT
[occ-rofl, that made me smile. should we abandon the park thread? sorry I didn't reply eariler, busy.]
The IMAX was huge. Well, it seemed so as he approached it on his bike. Nahhh, he didn’t have a car. Being low on money and all, he rode his bike or skateboard around for transportation. He shoved the bike in the bushes, hoping no one would take it, for there was no bike rack. The night was rather chilly. He glanced at his watch- it was 8:45- 15 more minutes until the movie started. Lorlei was a sweetie and all, but he could only hope she didn’t think it was a date or anything. He prayed he wasn’t expected to put his arm around her or something. This was not a date as far as Zoink was concerned- just a fun get together with Lorlei.
He shoved one of the double doors open. He was greeted with the claming scent of popcorn draped with movie theater butter. He had brought a twenty dollar bill along for an extra large popcorn and one movie ticket. He easily recognized his fellow nineteen year old. He came up behind her and taped her on the shoulder. “Hey,” he said. “So you didn’t forget, either.” He smiled.
He really did think that he was going to forget the whole thing. In fact, he probably would have until he checked his comments on myspace and Lorlei’s comments reminded him about the whole thing. Girls aren’t necessarily Zoink’s passion, like some other boys. However, Zoink couldn’t help but be a bit proud when it was so obvious that a girl was hitting on him. He wasn’t sure why girls liked him so much, really. I mean, who falls for an immature nineteen year old? They basically like his hair and carefree ‘tude, he guessed.
“Imma’ get some popcorn. You want some? I’ve got 20 bucks with me. Throw in a buck and we can get some skittles.” He gave her an amused grin. Yeah, so maybe Zoink did use a lot of slang and made up words like ‘imma’ which really meant, ‘I’m going to’ and such. When you first met him, it seemed quite annoying, but you got used to it easily after a bit. [/sup][/size]
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Post by .x. lorelei carlson; on Dec 25, 2006 19:16:26 GMT
[ooc. haha fine with me x] i'll admit, she rather made a fool of herself. which was quite fun to type, actually]
Point blank, Lorelei was a fiddler. No, no, not like a violin or anything. She wasn't that coordinated. Like, you know, fidgeting. She shifted from foot to foot, stepping on at least three people. They all shot her looks, and she just replied with a fidget. She could make a dance out of it. You know, a little jig. Like a little leprachaun. Oh, God, bad analogy.
She heard his voice behind her, and she let out a relieved grin. Once he was here, it was not nearly as nerve wracking as waiting. She listened to his proposal [lmao sounds like marriage] and thought for a minute. She handed him a ten and a five-- fifteen bucks, yay for second grade math-- and said, 'Aight. I'll find seats. And get Twizzlers too? she said over her shoulder.
She sort of bumped into one of the workers while calling back to him, a pimply fifteen year old who giggled, making his voice crack. It was cute, in a laughable sort of way, not in a "oh look how sexy" sort of way. Just amusing. She gave the kid a thumbs up and walked into the theater.
As she sat, she wondered. It wasn't a date. She didn't consider it. The whole "half taken" thing made her know it wasn't. Just you know, a way to spend all your fucking money. But, whatever. It was all in good fun. She still had her trust fund. But, as she had assured herself, it was only for emergencies.
But that was all off the point. Sure, it was obvious she was into Zoink, just for a little fun, maybe, but she wasn't ready to fuck him or anything. She wasn't the kind of person who just wanted to be in your pants all day long. And Zoink, well, definitely not. That's what the whores on the backstreet were for. Not her. And if he thought that was what she was there for, well, psh. She would take care of that, point blank.
[ooc. wtf, our neighbor is talking to himself outside. He's sitting on our front lawn blabbing. idk if he's wasted or what x/ ] [/blockquote]
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Post by zoink!THERIOT on Dec 25, 2006 20:19:33 GMT
“Mmmkay, thank you veryyy much.” Zoink took the money from Lorlei and made his way of to the concession line. It was long- as usual .He tapped his foot as he waited behind a rather large man and a little girl with blonde pigtails jumping at his heels. I want some skittles, a lotta lotta popcorn, and chocolate! Ooh, and snickers too! Daddy, can I have snickers?” The girl never seemed to stop. She noticed Zoink eyeing her and she turned around. Look, Daddy! she screeched. Look at that kid’s hair! she pointed at Zoink’s mound of hair. He raised his eyebrow quizzically. He put his finger to his mouth in a kid-ish sort of way and went, “Shhh!” the girl then, finally shut up and turned back around.
He finally purchased and X-Large popcorn, a box of sour skittles, and some twizzlers. He shoved the candy into his pocket and held the big popcorn box. He shoved the ticket to the man in front of the theater. “Here.” He said gruffly to the man. The man tore the ticket and handed the other piece back to Zoink. He made his way up the rows of seats. The trailers and commercials were still playing. He found Lorlei and took a seat next to her. Wow, he had never been so close to her. He handed the Twizzlers and skittles box to her and he put the popcorn in between the two teens. “Extra large,” he said. “It should last us quite a bit, don’t ya’ think?” he shoved his hand into the popcorn. He stuffed his face with the buttery substance.
The movie finally started. He had seen the previews the movie. He swished his hair from his face so her could clearly see without hair in his face. His green fluorescent eyes finally showed- probably for the first time in front of Lorlei. You could see the reflection of the screen in his eyes. He looked over at Lorlei and smiled. Lorlei made him smile, he didn’t know why. He didn’t really favor her or anything. I mean, t’s not against the law to not be attracted to another member of the opposite sex. [/sup]
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Post by .x. lorelei carlson; on Dec 26, 2006 3:32:41 GMT
She turned to find him walking down the isle, looking almost like an act in the circus, balancing everything. She grinned as he sat, ignoring the slight feeling of-- was it excitement, or indigestion?-- and said, Finally. Lines were awful? She didn't waste time in popping the kernels into her mouth. The previews went on, and eventually the lights darkened and the movie began. She fidgeted in her seat-- goodness, so much fidgeting-- and tried to get herself settled. She sat still until he moved his hair. She wasn't used to seeing Zoink's eyes, and she tried her best to keep from staring at them. They were quite nice, actually. Green, something she wouldn't have guessed. But, they suited Zoink, bright and shocking, just as he was. The movie progressed with spear throwing and gore. R rated movies were a little overrated. But, she was enjoying herself, tossing a kernel of popcorn "accidentally" at the old bat in front of her. He grunted, looking around, and then, to her extreme delight and slight disgust, ate it. Lorelei covered her mouth, trying not to laugh too loud. Last thing she needed was to be kicked out.
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Post by zoink!THERIOT on Dec 26, 2006 3:51:47 GMT
Zoink couldn’t help but flinch a bit as all that blood came into view and all. So perhaps rated R wasn’t the best way to go, he supposed. But he tried to act…manly, you could say and act like it was no big deal. He kept watching the spear throwing along with the ax tossing. “Why that’s...a lovely way to kill someone.” He whispered to Lorlei when a guy died a rather dramatic death. He tossed a bit of popcorn in his mouth, letting it soak his tongue with calories and Trans fat. Oh, how he loved movie theater popcorn.
So, I’m guessing you’re wondering where Zoink got this name…Zoink. Not very common- that’s for sure. Okay, so his real name is Edward. He loathed that more then anything. He wouldn’t even settle for Ed. If you called him Edward- or worse- Eddy he would slap you- even if it was a girl. I mean, it was his instinct. His best friend gave him that name- Zoink at a young age when they adored watching that stupid little show, Scooby Doo. Shaggy always said, “Zoinks!” when he was surprised. So, that’s where Zoink came from. I mean, he was always giving everyone a shock with his hair and all. The name just fit him easily.
Zoink held in a chuckle when Lorlei threw that popcorn. That’s why he enjoyed being with Lorlei. She always was doing unexpected things. One moment you think she’s dead serious, and then the next she’s throwing popcorn at a guy’s head in the theater for a Rated R movie. That’s why Lorlei and Zoink seemed so much alike. They were both unexpected and wild. [/sup][/size]
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Post by .x. lorelei carlson; on Dec 26, 2006 4:13:15 GMT
She let out a muffled snicker as Zoink whispered to her. Movies with other people was never this fun. They all wanted to soak in the true meaning or whatever that shit was, and get the "emotional fulfillment." Sounded like a load of bullshit to her. She was the type of person who got shushed constantly. And let me tell you, she loved it. "Eghads!" screamed one of the lead characters, quite conveniently in a British accent. She was nearly bursting with laughter after that line, and it took quite a few "calming breaths" to get to the point where she wasn't tearing up. Have you followed any of this? she whispered back, raising an eyebrow and shooting him a bemused look. Then some annoying teenage girl's phone went off. It was Fergie, singing Fergalicious. The old gheezer in front of her began yelling out profanities to the girl, who was laughing, until she heard some of Mr. Grouchy's words. Then she began to cry and left. Man, it's like watching TV, she muttered, just watching the bustle below her. Lorelei never paid any attention to movies anymore. The things that went on in the audience were just too interesting. She'd always been called a people person. More interested in people than things. Just you know, watching them. Not like a stalker. Just to observe. So, if singing ever gave out-- god save her-- at least she'd have a back up as a psychiatrist. Maybe she could pull off the whole shrink thing. Eh, well, she'd stick to singing for now.
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Post by zoink!THERIOT on Dec 27, 2006 1:43:38 GMT
Zoink couldn't help but let a smile creep onto his face. Oh, his dear Lorlei. "Nope, not really." he whispered back. He grabbed some sour skittles from the box, and he popped them into his mouth. They weren’t really sour at all. There was just a little twist in the candies. He grabbed a few more, but this time how sucked on them- digesting all the little sour bits before eating the skittle itself. His hand went for the popcorn as he held back a flinch as he kept watching the big screen. Oh, god. That is a lot of blood. he thought to himself. He forced his eye open. You gotta be a man, Zoink. Lorlei's gonna be totally surprised when you start whimpering, man. his conscience whispered in his ear.
Then the song came. The Song- like it was in capital letters. He felt like yanking that phone away from that girl. It was Fergie. Oh, Fergie drove poor Zoink insane. First it was London Bridge, now Fergalicious was the 'in' song. Ugh, he had heard the song too many times on the radio. How he hated Fergie and her stupid songs that everyone seemed to like. He pushed away these feelings when the man yelled some not so nice words to her. The reaction was quite a surprise. Drama queen much? The song was stuck in his head. Fergalicious definition make those boys go loco. The song seemed to reply and replay over and over in his head. Zoink chuckled. “Yeah, seriously.” he said. “Perhaps even worse.” He chuckled again- trying to comfort himself and distract himself from all the blood on the screen in front of him. “Here, let’s rebel. Let’s sneak into another movie. Maybe a friendly one, you know. We could go see Happy Feet. That’s a bit more cheery,” he realized that this probably rose some suspicion. “…not that I’m scared…or anything. I mean, if you’re scared, we can sneak into another movie.” Oh, he sounded so stupid. This is where his poor acting skills came in. [/blockquote]
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Post by .x. lorelei carlson; on Dec 27, 2006 2:09:00 GMT
[ooc. lmao. you wont believe what song came on the radio just as i opened up this thread. no joke. ahahahah x] ]
She munched on a twizzler, and she pretended not to notice him flinch. She smiled to herself, knowing where he was coming from completely. She felt ridiculously queasy, but she didn't say anything. She wanted to seem, oh, strong was it? Or just like she could take it. She wasn't paying much attention, anyway. She was still thinking about what could possibly be wrong with the old gheezer. Why was he so pissed off? Were his underwear-- probably briefs, haha-- too tight? Oh, lord. She would rather not focus on that possibility, due to mental images. Or maybe his wife died. Yes, he seemed like a widower. And he was infertile or something, so they never had children. The infertility would certainly justify his low self esteem. Analyzing people could be so fun sometimes, except for the fact that half of the shit she came up with was wrong. But hey, whatever amused her was fine, right? She laughed at his suggestion. Pfft. You're badddd. She stood quickly, hunched over slightly to avoid blocking people's views. She also held her shirt to her chest, since she was hunched over, to avoid any, err, boobage... She pushed the doors into Happy Feet open, and the theater was empty. It was past most children's bedtimes, she figured. This is awesome, she said, not bothering to whisper. They had the whole fucking theater alone. And it was awesome. She walked to the top of the rows of seats, the ones right against the wall, where you could hear the reels moving and see the dust illuminated by the projector. As the movie played, she paid no heed, too fascinated by the freedom of an empty theater. She sat right smack dab in the middle, feet propped up on the seat in front of her. Well, what are you waiting for? she asked, raising an eyebrow at him. She grinned, her mind racing with an unknown source of adrenaline.
[ooc. bleh, i'm having trouble fitting the seductivity in that one x/ maybe in the next post? i'm trying]
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Post by zoink!THERIOT on Dec 27, 2006 23:03:52 GMT
Zoink could feel his heart beating ten times faster. He watched the screen in pure amazement. Who the hell was the directory? Did he enjoy buying loads and loads of fake blood, or something? Who would want to see a movie like this anyway? He looked at the man in front of him. He seemed to be enjoying himself completely. He didn’t seem to be bugged by the fact that someone had just stabbed someone else with a sharp spear and there were was blood everywhere. He sighed inwardly- a sigh or relief as Lorlei agreed. He grabbed the bucket of popcorn and candy as he followed Lorlei to the other theater.
He waited a few seconds, for the usher was looking his way. When he finally turned around, the nineteen year old snuck into the theater next door. Lorlei was a feisty one that was for sure. No one else was in the theater. It was rather eerie to be in a theater with no one else in it. This movie was also just starting. Many happy looking penguins were on the screen. Yes, this was much, much better. This was definitely in Zoink’s comfort zone. He set the popcorn and candy down before sitting next to Lorlei.
”What are you waiting for?”
Okay, he had no idea what she was talking about. “Errr…what? Ready for what?” he asked her quizzically, his eyebrow up. He shifted in his chair, his eyes transfixed on the happy little penguins. At first he thought this movie was rather stupid after seeing the trailer a million times. But now it seemed like this movie was the best movie ever, compared to the guts and blood that he had just been exposed to. “Much better. Penguins equal great.” Zoink said.
Okay, now the whole empty theater was getting to him. The fact that there were no crying kids behind him, no munching of popcorn coming from all directions- it was just weird. Especially the fact that he was alone in there with a girl. He knew Lorlei probably didn’t like him, anyway, so he had nothing to worry about.
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Post by .x. lorelei carlson; on Dec 27, 2006 23:32:43 GMT
[ ooc. yeah by the way --> this post probably won't be fit to wipe the butt of a constipated llama with herpes. so, don't get your hopes up. ]
So, there are two teenagers of the opposite sex in an empty movie theater, which they have all to themselves. What is it that comes to mind when you think about what they might do for fun? Uh huh. You guessed it. Don't think it didn't cross her mind. It crossed and did loop-the-loops. It fucking tapdanced for chrissakes. But she had to try her best not to think about it. It was Zoink. And, even though she sort of, err, liked him, she had trouble imagining doing anything other than laughing with him. It was Zoink. Her mind kept picturing his green eyes, though. Goddamn that whole imagination thing. It never paid any attention to what she wanted. It just went off and screwed around as it pleased. Well fuck it. She didn't want to have to deal with it. The racing thoughts. The, well, estrogen? She was female-- yes, that is a fact-- so at least she didn't have some sort of erection. Oh, God. Thanks for that mental image, Lorelei. She tucked a curl behind her ear, chuckling at the male beside her. Pretty much, she replied. Penguins were truly much happier than dead indian heads. Much, much happier. She did sort of miss Old Gheezer, though. He seemed loveable under his liver spots and old man smell. If you really broke it down, most people had some sort of good side. Under all that hair Zoink was perhaps the funniest-- she'd say hottest, but she was trying not to think about that, remember?-- guy she'd met. Under her calm exterior, Aria was sweet, and even slightly spastic. Of course, that was sworn into secrecy. No one needed to know about that little "sleepover" they'd had. [oh my. sounds like something dirty xD] Just showed apperances were deceiving. Like now, she looked all calm and collected when really her palms were sweaty and she could have sworn she caught a wiff of body odor. Way to go, Lorelei.
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Post by zoink!THERIOT on Dec 28, 2006 0:08:48 GMT
Okay, this was just awkward. I mean- really, really, really, awkward, my friend- for poor Zoink. God, why id they have to be alone in that theater? I mean, it was only naturally for Zoink to feel this certain ‘way’ when he was alone with a girl. I mean, he couldn’t stop ‘it’. Not even if he didn’t like the girl. Not even if they were in a movie theater. The feeling wouldn’t stop. He shifted in his seat. “A bit odd, we’re in here, all alone?” he brought the factor up. “Must be past the kid’s bedtimes, I suppose.” Lorlei was pretty and nice and all, but he didn’t like her like her like he felt for Sydney.
Oh, why did he have to think of Sydney? Sydney made his heart flip. He loved her completely, with all his heart. Something had changed, though. Something had gone wrong when she had left him. Sydney still hadn’t said ‘yes’ to the whole dating thing yet. He wanted an answer soon. He tried to push these thoughts away and concentrate on the movie.
So the ‘feelings’- let’s just call it that- came back again. Zoink shifted in his seat again in an uncomfortable manner. Sheesh, chill Zoink. It’s just Lorlei. Lorlei doesn’t like you, you don’t like Lorlei, simple as that. the little voice inside Zoink’s head said. Zoink looked over at Lorlei. She seemed nervous about something. He just ignored it and popped more popcorn in his mouth.
They had barely eaten much popcorn. Usually Zoink at all the popcorn by the time the trailers and ads ended. This time they had only eaten any. He wondered why he had such a small appetite that day. He forced some more popcorn down his throat to look a bit more natural and relaxed.
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Post by .x. lorelei carlson; on Dec 28, 2006 0:33:21 GMT
[ ooc. i'm just going to let it all just roll. its going to suck, but at least i won't sit here fidgeting around it xD ]
It all happened before she could truly grasp what she was doing. All of that teen angst and excitement had built up like the waters from Katrina [lmao. great analogy]. And, like those goddamn levees, it all went pouring in. Or out. Or-- whatever. Hell broke loose, alright? So, all of a sudden, she was kissing him. And she's not too proud to say that she wasn't all that wimpy about it. She couldn't help it, alright? It just-- happened. And when it was over, her cheeks were bright red. Like really. It wasn't really that she was embarassed-- well, no, she was seriously embarassed, but only because she'd been so, frank?-- but more how he would react to that. Lorelei was usually, err, shier. But she'd just let all guard down. And now it was going to come back and bite her in the hiney. She'd shot herself in the foot.
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Post by zoink!THERIOT on Dec 28, 2006 0:51:35 GMT
Oh my god. What is happening? the voice in Zoink’s head rose up again. Zoink, I told you to resist! The thing is, he didn’t do anything. He was resisting. His lips wee locked tightly with Lorlei’s lips. Well, I must admit.. the voice came back. They are nice lips, though. It wasn’t a French kiss, though. Just…a touching of lips, basically. Zoink pulled away as fast as it happened. “Oh my god, Lorlei...” he said in a hushed voice. “What was that for?” he asked, his voice rising a bit.
He did regret what he had said seconds after he had said it. “That was…interesting.” The feelings came back again. He wanted to kiss her again. Resist Zoink, resist! the voice came back into his head, in a rather loud tone. They’re eyes lingered on each other’s for a minute or so. Well, now you know she fancies you. he thought to himself. Okay, so he couldn’t resist. It was just how Zoink was. One simple kiss could active everything, even if it was with someone he didn’t like.
He grabbed the back of Lorlei’s head, and he let they’re lips meet again. He began to open his mouth and let his tongue be released. His tongue explored Lorlei’s mouth with some interest. Zoink’s eyes were half closed- as they always were when he kissed someone. His tongue met Lorlei’s. They had a bit of a frolic before his tongue explored a bit more- her teeth, her gums.
Outside of they’re mouths, Zoink was feeling pure ecstasy, even though he didn’t like Lorlei like that. He knew that- he should have known better then make out with her again. But being a guy, he couldn’t resist. His body was fuly leaned over the popcorn. His hands gripped onto Lorlei’s head. He began to stroke her hair gently. They finally broke apart. Realizing what he had done, he wiped his lip with his sleeve. His nose turned pink, but you couldn’t tell in the dark theater. “Wow.” Was all he said. [/blockquote]
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Post by .x. lorelei carlson; on Dec 28, 2006 1:40:56 GMT
The second time was even more interesting. Even nicer, really. Deeper, more intense. But something was up. In the back of her mind, she could sense it. It wasn't really that good of a feeling, either, since you know it was such a great kiss and all. But, as earlier stated, something wasn't right. And it pained her to feel it. That whole half taken shit. Goddamnit. That made her detached. As they pulled away, she chewed on the inside of her mouth, at a loss for words. She had questions, tons of them. She was bad at this. She thought too much. Read too much into it. Fuck, to him it could just be, well, a kiss. Just from a girl he could get at. She didn't much care for that view of Zoink. Not at all. But it was a possibility nonetheless. She couldn't sit here and not say anything. She didn't want to give off the impression that-- God, she didn't even know anymore. She sort of felt a feeling of withdrawl. After all that adrenaline builds up, the slow downfall. Like when you jump up on a hammock, then fall flat on your face. She was sort of in midair. And the ground was dangerously close. But it had been so nice. Fuck, she was such a teenager. She raked her brain, out of things to say. So, she smiled weakly, and said, What the fuck was that? not in an unpleasant way. She was actually quite pleased, and she wasn't all that sorry to say it showed. She was just sort of lost. And confused. Dazed and confused, you could say, like that old movie where they did drugs the whole time. She shuffled her feet, looking at the old sneakers, covered in notes from senior graduation. Out of all of her highschool possessions, they were the only things that meant anything to her. People got the wrong impression from her shoes, though. Thought maybe she kept in touch with all of them. When really, she couldn't remember who half of the kids were.
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