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    Monday, January 3rd, 2011
    6:40 pm
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    weeks
    of morning coffee could mean one thingThe O'hara was going to wed
    the rackroe: villain Earl of FentonAnd what will become of us? The
    question and apprehe spread from hearth to hearth like a brush fire
    Scarlett and Cat rode together through the wheat fields in The child
    wrinkled her nose at the strong smell of freshly manureThe stables
    and barns never reeked this way; they mucked out dailyScarlett
    laughed at her"Don't you ever faces at manured land, Cat O'hara
    It's sweet perfume to a farmer and you've got farmers' blood in your
    veins
    I don't want you to forget it' She looked over the plowed and planted
    and enrirL acres with prideI brought it back to lifeShe k she'd miss this part
    of her life most of all when they moved to I donBut she'd always
    have the memory and the satisfactionIn heart, she would forever be
    The O'haraAnd someday Cat creturn, when she was grown and could
    protect herselfThen would earn the name "The O'hara" for herself
    "Never, ever for where you come from," Scarlett told her child
    "You'll have to swear on a stack of Bibles not to tell a Scarlett
    warned MrsDublin's most exclusive dressmaker gave Scarlett
    her freezing starecc No one has ever had cause to question my th
    Mrs
    "I'm to be married, MrsSims, and I want you to create gown She
    held out the jewel case in front of her and - - "These will be worn
    with itSims' eyes and mouth made 0'sScarlett felt repaid
    the hours of torture she'd spent in the dressmaker's dictator rings
    She must have shocked ten years off the woman's l
    Sunday, January 2nd, 2011
    6:46 pm
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    Jared! Jamie!The thought, the agony, belonged to both Melanie and meThey would never
    know what had happened to me
    Kyle abruptly jumped into the air and came down with a thudThe jarring impact had the effect
    he wanted: my legs came loose
    But ladies gucci watches before he could take advantage, there was another result
    The cracking sound was deafeningI thought the whole cave was coming downThe floor
    shuddered beneath us
    Kyle gasped and jumped back, taking me–hands still locked in his hair–with himThe gucci tote rock
    under his feet, with more cracking and groaning, began to crumble away
    Our combined weight had broken the brittle lip of the holeAs Kyle stumbled away, the
    crumbling followed his heavy stepsIt was faster than he was
    A piece of the floor disappeared women rolex watches from under his heel, and he went down with a thudMy weight
    pushed him back hard, and his head smacked sharply against a stone pillarHis arms fell away
    from me, limp
    The cracking of the floor settled into a sustained groanI could feel it shiver Tiffany Necklace beneath Kyle's
    bodyOur legs dangled above empty space, the steam condensing into a million
    drops on our skin
    “Kyle?”
    There was no answer
    I was afraid to move
    You've got to get off himYou're too heavy togetherCarefully–use the pillarPull away from
    the gucci backpacks h
    Saturday, January 1st, 2011
    6:47 pm
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    "If Sam coulda found any of the boys who was scooting up her pants, he'da killed 'em," Jesse Croft said"He tore around like he was gonna choke us all with his hands and then he took off for town and threw himself about as good a drunk as Ah've seen him indulgeAnd when he got back he'd enlisted himself in the Army

    After that there were always other men's wives
    You must think I'm a pretty cheap woman going out with you like white chanel watch thisEverybody likes to have a good time That's my philosophyNeed to have a good timeYou don't think a bit cheap of me, do you, soldier?
    Hell, you're too good-lookin' a woman for me to think cheapJack don't treat me right
    That's right, honey, I understand youThey roll together in bed
    Ain't nothing wrong with that philosophy, she says
    Not a damn thing wrongWHIP!)
    You're all fuggin whores, he thinks

    His ancestors pushed and labored and strained, drove their oxen, sweated louis vuitton multicolore their women, and moved a thousand miles
    He pushed and labored inside himself and smoldered with an endless hatred
    (You're all a bunch of fuggin whores)
    (You're all a bunch of dogs)
    (You're all deer to track)
    I HATE EVERYTHING WHICH IS NOT IN MYSELF



    6

    THE BATTLE that began on the night of the storm carried over well into the next afternoonThe attack recon had repulsed was only one of many similar assaults that sputtered up and down the river for hours, earrings chanel and ended at last in a breathless and dreary stalemateAlmost every one of the line companies was involved at one time or another, and each time the pattern was repeatedA group of thirty or fifty or a hundred Japanese would try to cross the river against a squad or platoon of American soldiers, entrenched in foxholes with automatic weaponsThat night the Japanese had struck first at Cummings's left flank near the water, and then at dawn had engaged the two companies near gucci hobo horsebit the mountain bluffs where recon held the extreme right flankAfter both had failed, Toyaku attacked in early daylight the center of the line, and succeeded in giving one company a bad mauling, and forced another to retreat almost back to 2nd Battalion headquartersThe General, still at headquarters battery of the 151st, made a quick decision, confirmed the tactics he had decided upon the preceding night, and sent out orders that the center of the line was to hold its bag dolce gabbana posit
    Friday, December 31st, 2010
    6:48 pm
    @@@@@ If he killed himself doing it, they would
    @@@@@
    If he killed himself doing it, they would have been real sorry, but
    there are rules for handling sorrowSociety needs rules, Scarlett, to
    hold itself togetherWhat you did broke all the rulesYou made a
    scene in publicYou laid hands on a man who wasn't your husbandYou raised a ruckus that interrupted a burial, a ceremony
    that everybody knows the rules toYou broke up the last rites of a
    saintThere's not a lady in this town that isn't lined up on India's
    side right nowThat means against youYou don't have a friend to
    your name, ScarlettAnd if you have anything at all to do with
    Ashley, you'll fix it so that he's just as outcast as you"The ladies
    are against youGod help you, Scarlett, because I can'tWhen
    Christian ladies turn on you, you'd better not hope for Christian
    charity or forgiveness
    They won't allow it in anybody else, either, especially not their
    menfolkThey own their men, body and soulThat's why I've always
    kept my distance from the misnamed 'gentle sex
    "I wish you well, ScarlettYou know I've always liked youThat's
    about all I can offer, good wishesYou've made a mess of things, and
    I don't know how you can ever put it right The old lawyer stood
    up
    "Leave Ashley where he isSome sweet-talking little lady will come
    along one of these days and snap him upThen she'll take care of
    Thursday, December 30th, 2010
    6:39 pm
    @@@@@ “But he could read them, couldn’t he?”
    @@@@@
    “But he could read them, couldn’t he?” asked Jason“The charts?”
    “As a navigator, he was no Captain Bligh sailing by the Pacific stars, but he was good enough to
    stay out of trouble
    “He was told to go out alone,” said Bourne“Ordered to rendezvous with a boat in waters that
    called for him to really keep his eyes on the charts Jason suddenly realized that the doctor’s
    nimble fingers were no longer touching his neck; instead, there was the constricting bandage and
    the physician was standing beside him looking down“How are we doing?” asked Bourne, looking
    up, an appreciative smile creasing his lips
    “We’re done,” said the Canadianthen I think we’d better meet later, for a drink, all right?”
    “Good heavens, you’re just getting to the good part
    “It’s not good, Doctor, it’s not good at all, and I’d be a very ungrateful patient—which I’m
    not—if I even unwittingly let you hear things I don’t think you should hear
    The elderly Canadian locked his eyes with Jason’s“You mean that, don’t you? In spite of
    everything that’s happened, you really don’t want to involve me any furtherAnd you’re not
    playing melodramatic games, secrecy for secrecy’s sake—an old dodge for inferior doctors,
    incidentally—but you’re really concerned, aren’t you?”
    “I guess I am
    “Considering what’s happened to you, and I don’t just mean these past few hours, which I’ve
    been a part of, but what the scars on your body tell me you’ve been through before, it’s rather
    remarkable that you can be concerned for anyone but yourselfYou’re a strange man, Mr
    At times you even sound like two different people
    “I’m not strange, Doctor,” said Jason Bourne, momentarily closing his eyes, his lids briefly
    tight“I don’t want to be strange or different or anything exotic at allI want to be as normal and
    ordinary as the next fellow, no games at allI’m just a teacher, and that’s all I want to beBut in the
    present circumstances, I have to do things my way
    “Which means I leave for my own benefit?”
    “Yes, it does
    “And if I ever learn all the facts, I’ll realize that your instructions were very educational
    “I’ll bet you’re one hell of a teacher, Mr
    “Doctor Webb,” interjected John StJacques spontaneously, as if the clarification were
    mandator
    Wednesday, December 29th, 2010
    6:39 pm
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    LINK-BELT
    Then Gandalf began to scream, too, and the
    flashback - what DrKamen would have called a
    recovered memory, I suppose - was goneUntil that
    afternoon in October four years ago, I hadn't
    known dogs could scream
    I broke into a lurching, crabwise run, pounding
    the sidewalk prada tote bag with my red crutchI'm sure it would
    have appeared ludicrous to an onlooker, but no one
    42
    was paying any attention to meMonica Goldstein
    was kneeling in the middle of the street beside
    her dog, which lay in front of the Hummer's high,
    boxy grilleHer face was white above her forestgreen
    uniform, from which a sash of badges and
    medals hungThe end of this sash was diaper bag gucci soaking in a
    spreading pool of Gandalf's bloodFevereau half-jumped and half-fell from the
    Hummer's ridiculously high driver's seatAva
    Goldstein came running from the front door of the
    Goldstein house, crying her daughter's name
    Goldstein's blouse was half-buttoned
    "Don't touch him, honey, don't touch him," MrsShe was still holding her cigarette
    and she puffed rolex prices nervously at it
    Monica paid no attentionShe stroked Gandalf's
    sideThe dog screamed again when she did - it was
    a scream - and Monica covered her eyes with the
    heels of her handsShe began to shake her headFevereau reached out for the girl, but
    changed her mindShe took two steps back, leaned
    43
    against the high side of her Hummer, and looked up
    at the Gucci Clutches skyGoldstein knelt beside her daughter"Honey,
    oh honey please don't
    Gandalf lay in the street, in a pool of his
    spreading blood, howlingAnd now I could also
    remember the sound the crane had madeNot the
    meep-meep-meep it was supposed to make (its backup
    warning had been broken), but the juddering
    stutter of its diesel engine and the sound of its
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    Monday, December 27th, 2010
    6:45 pm
    @@@@@ “Are you listening to her now?” Jared was
    @@@@@
    “Are you listening to her now?” Jared was on his feet but still watching my face
    His question distracted me before I could ask her what she meant
    “What's she saying?”
    “We're noticing what the others think of your… change of heart I nodded toward Melanie's
    aunt and cousinThey turned their backs on me in synchronization
    “Tough nuts,” he acknowledged
    “Fine, then,” Kyle boomed, turning his body toward the ball that sat under the brightest spot of
    light“We'll win it without you
    “I'm coming!” Jared threw one wistful glance at me–at us–and ran to get in on the game
    I wasn't the best scorekeeperIt was too dark to see the ball from where I satIt was too dark
    even to see the players well when they weren't right under the lightsI began counting from
    Jamie's reactionsHis shout of victory when his team scored, his groan when the other team did
    The groans outnumbered the shoutsMaggie was the goalie for Andy's team, and Jeb was the goalie for Lily's
    They were both surprisingly goodI could see their silhouettes in the light from the goalpost
    lamps, moving as lithely as if they were decades youngerJeb was not afraid to hit the floor to
    stop a goal, but Maggie was more effective without resorting to such extremesShe was like a
    magnet for the invisible ballEvery time Ian or Wes got off a shot…thunk! It landed in her
    hands
    Trudy and Paige quit after a half hour or so and passed me on their way out, chattering with
    excitementIt seemed impossible that we'd started the morning with a trial, but I was relieved
    that things had changed so drastically
    The women weren't gone longThey came back with arms full of boxes
    Sunday, December 26th, 2010
    6:50 pm
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    You're going to do a lot of things, Red(He breathes the sweet-laden night air and smells the earthThe knowledge of strength, the taunt at the surrounding hills You know, I'll tell ya something, I don't believe in God
    You don't mean that, wallet vuitton Red!
    (Underneath the blanket his father's body had been crushed almost flat Yeah, that's right, I just don't believe in God
    Sometimes I don't either, Agnes says
    Yeah, I can talk to you, you understand
    Only you want to go away(There is the other knowledgeHer body is young and strong and he knows the smell of her chanel classic bag breasts, which are like powdered infant-flesh, but all the women turn to cordwood in the town You take that guy Joe Mackey who got Alice with a kid and left her, my own sister, but I tell ya I don't blame himYou got to see that, Agnes
    Yeah, that's rightIt's praise to the eighteen-year-old

    Of course you gucci mens watch can always depend on the mines to shut down
    It's good for a week; there's hunting for jack rabbit and a ball game or two, but it loses its edgeThere's more time to be in the house, and it's all bedrooms except for the kitchenHis kid brothers are always making noises, and Alice is sullen as she nurses her omega seamaster vintage basta
    Saturday, December 25th, 2010
    6:50 pm
    @@@@@She burned at his touch and she cried out
    @@@@@She burned at his touch and
    she
    cried out for more and her body arched and strained to meet his again
    and again She must have dreamed it, but how
    could she have dreamed such things when she'd never dreamed they
    existed? No lady would ever feel the wild wanting she had felt, no
    lady would do the things she had doneScarlett tried to push her
    thoughts back into the crowded dark corner of her mind where she
    kept
    the unbearable and unthinkableBut she'd had too much to drinkIt
    did happen, her heart cried, it didAnd her
    mind, so carefully taught by her mother that ladies did not have
    animal
    impulses, could not control the passionate demands of her body to feel
    rapture and surrender againScarlett's hands held her aching breasts,
    but hers were not the hands her body longed forShe dropped her
    arms
    onto the table in front of her, her head onto her armsAnd she
    abandoned herself to the waves of desire and pain that made her
    writhe,
    made her call out brokenly into the empty, silent, candlelit room
    "Rhett, oh Rhett, I need you Winter was approaching, and Scarlett
    grew
    more frantic with every passing day
    Joe Colleton had dug the hole for the cellar of the first house, but
    repeated rains made it impossible to pour the concrete foundationsWilkes would smell a rat if I bought lumber before I'm ready to
    frame," he said reasonably, and Scarlett knew he was rightBut it
    made the delay no less frustratingMaybe the whole building idea was
    a mistakeDay after day the newspaper reported more disasters in
    the
    business worldThere were soup kitchens and bread lines now in
    America's big cities because thousands more people lost their jobs
    every week when companies went bankruptWhy was she risking her
    money
    now, at the worst possible time? Why had she made that fool promise
    to
    Melly? If only the cold rain would stop And the days would stop
    getting shorterShe could keep busy in the daytime, but darkness
    closed her in the empty house with only her thoughts for companions
    And she didn't want to think, because she could find no answers to
    anythingHow had she gotten into this mess? She'd never
    deliberately
    done anything to turn people against her, why were they all being so
    hateful? Why was it taking Rhett so long to come home? What could
    she
    do to make things better? There had to be something, she couldn't go
    on forever walking from room to room in the big house like a pea
    rattling around in an empty washtubShe'd be glad to have Wade and
    Ella come home to keep her company, but Suellen had written that
    they
    were all under quarantine while one child after another went through
    the long itchy torture of chicken poxShe could take up with the
    Barts and all their friends again
    It didn't matter that she'd called Mamie a sow, her skin was as thick
    as a brick wa
    Friday, December 24th, 2010
    6:40 pm
    @@@@@He handed Teagarten the note The general
    @@@@@He handed Teagarten the note
    The general stood up, his tanned face turning pale as he glanced around the now-half-empty
    sidewalk café, his eyes narrowed, angry, afraidHe reached into his pocket and pulled out a folded
    wad of Belgian franc notes, peeled off several large ones and dropped them on the table“Come
    on,” he said to the woman majorYou”—he turned to his driver—“get the car
    started!”
    “What is it?” asked his luncheon companionArmbruster and DeSole are dead
    “Oh, my God! How?”
    “It doesn’t matterWhatever they say is a lie
    “What’s happening?”
    “I don’t knowI just know we’re getting out of hereCome on!”
    The general and his lady rushed through the latticework archway, across the wide pavement and
    into the military vehicleOn either side of the hood, something was missingThe middle aged
    sergeant had removed the two red-and-gold flags denoting the impressive rank of his superior, the
    commander of NATOThe car shot forward, traveling less than fifty yards when it happened
    A massive explosion blew the military vehicle into the sky, shards of glass and metal, pieces of
    flesh and streaks of blood filling the narrow street in Anderlecht
    Robert Ludlum ?? THE BOURNE ULTIMATUM
    198
    “Monsieur!” cried the petrified waiter as crews of police, firemen and sanitation workers went
    about their grisly business in the road
    “What is it?” replied the distraught owner of the sidewalk café, still shaking from the harsh
    interrogation he had gone through by the police and the descending hordes of journalistsWe will be known as the Café de la Mort, the restaurant of death
    “Monsieur, look!” The waiter pointed at the table where the general and his lady had sat
    “The police have gone over it,” said the disconsolate ownerNow!”
    Across the glass top of the table, the capital letters scrawled in glistening red lipstick, was a
    name
    JASON BOURNE
    Robert Ludlum ?? THE BOURNE ULTIMATUM
    199
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    Stunned, Marie stared at the television set, at the satellite news program beamed from MiamiThen
    she screamed as a camera moved in on a glass table in a town called Anderlecht in Belgium and the
    name printed in red across the topJacques burst through the bedroom door of the suite he had built for himself on the second
    floor of Tranquility Inn“Christ, what is it?”
    Tears streaming down her face, Marie pointed in horror at the
    Thursday, December 23rd, 2010
    6:40 pm
    @@@@@Pain is the biggest power of
    @@@@@Pain is the biggest power of loveThat's
    what Wireman says
    "See anything green, sweetheart?" I asked
    "No, I was just thinking again how glad I am that
    I cameI pictured you rotting away between an old
    folks' retirement home and some horrible tiki bar
    featuring Wet Tee-Shirt ThursdaysI guess I've
    been reading too much Carl Hiaasen
    "There are plenty of places like that down here,"
    I said
    "And are there other places like Duma?"
    "I don't know But based on what
    Jack had told me, I guessed that there were not
    "Well, you deserve this one," she said"Time to
    rest and healAnd if all this" - she waved to the
    Gulf - "won't heal you, I don't know what will
    "Ye-ess?" I said, and made a picking-out gesture
    at the air with two fingersFamilies have their
    own interior language, and that includes signlanguage
    My gesture would have meant nothing to
    an outsider, but Ilse knew and laughed
    146
    "All right, smartyThe only fly in the ointment
    is the sound the tide makes when it comes inI
    woke up in the middle of the night and almost
    screamed before I realized it was the shells
    moving around in the waterI mean, that's it,
    right? Please tell me that's itWhat did you think it was?"
    She actually shiveredwas skeletons on paradeHundreds,
    marching around the house
    I'd never thought of it that way, but I knew what
    she meant"I find it sort of soothing
    She gave a small and doubtful sh
    Wednesday, December 22nd, 2010
    6:54 pm
    @@@@@ I didn't really need the label for
    @@@@@
    I didn't really need the label for confirmation, but just then, one of the unloaders turned his box
    so the black letters faced me directly
    “This is the place we wantThey're unloading occupied tanks right nowThe empty ones won't
    be far… Ah! There, on the other sideThat shed is half full of themI'll bet the closed sheds are
    all the way full
    Jared kept driving at the same careful speed, turning the corner to the side of the buildingSee?”
    He jerked his chin toward the sign on the building
    This was the maternity wing“Well, you'll always know where to look, won't you?”
    His eyes flashed to my face when I said that, and then back to the road
    “We'll have to wait for a bitLooked like they were almost finished
    Jared circled the hospital again, then parked at the back of the biggest lot, away from the lights
    He killed the engine and slumped against the seatHe reached over and took my handI knew
    that he was about to ask, and I tried to prepare myself
    “Wanda?”
    “Yes?”
    “You're going to save the Seeker, aren't you?”
    “Yes, I am
    “Because it's the right thing to do?” he guessed
    He was silent for a moment
    “You know how to get the soul out without hurting the body?”
    My heart thumped hard once, and I had to swallow before I could answerI've done it
    before“What was the emergency?”
    It was a story I'd never told them before, for obvious reasonsIt was one of my bestJamie would have loved itI sighed and began in a low voic
    Sunday, December 19th, 2010
    9:49 pm
    @@@@@For almost an hour he turned over
    @@@@@For almost an hour he turned over continually in his blanket, staring at the mountain, the moon above them, the hills, the ground before his faceSince the ambush, he had been feeling something, not exactly definable, but close to anxiety and unrest, and it had been driving himIt was almost painful to remain stillAfter a while he stood up, and walked through the hollowThe guard on the hilltop saw him and raised his rifleHe whistled softly, and then said, "Who is it -- Minetta? This is the Lieutenant
    He climbed up the slope and sat down beside MinettaBefore them in the moonlight the grass swayed in silver waves over a valley and the hills looked like stone
    "What's up, Lootenant?" Minetta asked
    "Not a damn thing, just stretching my legs They talked in whispers
    "Jesus, it's a bitch being on guard after that ambush Hearn massaged his legs, trying to soothe them
    "What're we doing tomorrow, Lootenant?"
    Well, what were they doing? This was what he had to face"What do you think, Minetta?"
    "I think we ought to turn around and go backThe damn pass is closed, ain't it?" Minetta's voice, even muted, was indignant as if he had been thinking about this for a long time"I don't know, maybe we will He sat up there with Minetta for a few minutes more, and then went down into the hollow again, slipped under his blanketIt was as simple as thatWhy didn't they turn around and go back, since the pass was closed?
    All right, why?
    The answer was simple enoughHe didn't want to turn around and call the patrol offThe motives this time would be shoddy enoughHearn put his hands under his head and stared up at the sky
    The patrol no longer had the chance of a snowball in hellEven if the pass were open now, the Japs would know where they were, guess their mission easily enou
    Saturday, December 18th, 2010
    6:47 pm
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    burst through the door with Gerald O'Hara's voice in her ear, and
    ahead
    of her she saw the compact stock body and silver head of Colum
    O'Hara,
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    certain that he'd feel what she feltColum was standing in the
    doorway, looking into the dining roomWhen the outside door crashed
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    dressed
    in a dark suitScarlett looked at him through the daze of her pain
    She stared at the unexpected white line across his cartier santos 100 throat that was
    his woman collarA priest! No one had told her Colum was a priestYou could tell a priest anything, even the deepest secrets
    of your heart"Help me, Father," she cried"I need someone to help
    me there you have it," Colum concluded"Now, what can be done
    to
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    houses were in chairs around the tableMary Kate and Helen's voices
    could be heard through the closed door to the kitchen, where they
    were
    feeding the childrenScarlett was seated at Colum's side, her face
    swollen and blotched from earlier storms of weeping"You mean to
    say,
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    America?"
    Matt asked"So it would seem, Matthew
    "Well, then, Uncle Gerald was foolish not to leave a will and
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    Scarlett roused herself to glare at himBefore she could speak, Colum
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    to
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    Friday, December 17th, 2010
    6:47 pm
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    He turns the flashlight on his face
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    But that's not what he is showing me
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    ix
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