California Makes Me Exhausted- Jamie Drysdale
Summary: Jamie was born in Toronto so he's no stranger to big, busy cities and while Toronto is big, LA is bigger. He's drowning in all of it and most of all he just misses you.
Pairing: Jamie Drysdale x fem!reader
Warnings: sad Jamie and a few swears
A/n: Alright so I finally wrote a new fic! This fic is my baby so I hope everyone likes it! Feedback and comments are very welcome!
The game of hockey is hard. Just playing hockey is difficult but then you add the fans and the media and the expectations and sometimes it can become to much. At least that's how it feels to Jamie.
Being picked sixth overall isn't something to take lightly. Being picked in the top ten puts insane expectations on you, some of which aren't even attainable. Everyone expect you to be perfect when in truth that's impossible.
Then there is Trevor. The one he is always being compared to. Its not fair when they are two completely different players in two completely different positions. Trevor's a centreman and Jamie's a dman. He'd being lying to you of he told you it wasn't hard constantly being in his shadow. For the most part Jamie didn't mind all the attention being on Trevor, but once in awhile it's nice for them to be purely focusing on you. Even on the night he scored his first goal, Trevor did too.
But perhaps the hardest thing for Jamie when he is in LA is that he doesn't get to see his girlfriend, y/n.
So when the season ends, Jamie can't say he's exactly happy that it's over but he's definitely ready for a break. A break where he completely falls off the face of the earth for a few months.
Packing up the locker room is always a somber event. Saying goodbye to all your friends, some of whom you may never play with again, knowing you won't be back until next season and the overall knowledge that you didn't win the cup. Even for a team like the ducks, who never came into this season with the expectations of winning, it still stings.
Jamie goes through media, almost half consciously. He's there giving half hearted comments, but his mind is elsewhere. The flight he has booked back to Toronto, all the friends he's gonna see when he gets back, and you, are all floating through his mind, more important than whatever stupid questions the reporters are asking.
When media finally finished Jamie said his goodbyes and got ready to leave. Troy stopped him in his path.
“James where are you off to in such a hurry?’
“I’ve got a flight back home to catch in a few hours.” He responds.
“Eager to get back home?”
“Yeah, haven’t seen my girl since Christmas when she came out to see a few games.”
“Well have fun but listen, take care of yourself this offseason, eh? I've seen how tired you've looked these last few months Jame, and while its not effecting you on ice, your mental health is is just as important. I don't know what's up, but I'm here if you need me. Take it easy, bud.”
“Thanks dude. You take care of yourself as well.”
“You’ve got my number right? Call if you ever need anything.” Jamie nods his head, even though he knows he won’t call Troy. He’s to stubborn to ever admit needing help.
Jamie rushes to get away. Even though he appreciates Troy's concern he doesn't want to be held up in anymore of those conversations. The truth is he had been feeling drained for a long time now. It was a new feeling for Jamie. He was used to being able to make it through the season without feeling to tired but it seemed that this season no matter how much he slept he couldn't feel rested.
He gets in his car and puts the keys in. He drives to the airport probably faster that he should be but Jamie is ready to leave California behind. He understands big cities but California is different. Everything moves so fast. It's easy to get left behind. California is definitely not a hockey state but Jamie still feels like he's drowning in it just because it's California.
He gets to the airport and rushes through security as fast as possible. He collapses on one of the hard, cold, plastic chairs and takes a deep breath.
Some time later, he hears a women’s voice come on over the PR system.
“Flight number 62 to Toronto, Ontario has been delayed at least 2 hours.” Jamie groans. All he wants to do is get home, see his family and his girlfriend. He wants to ask you about your day in person, he wants to hug you and kiss you and cuddle you, he wants to do everything he misses out on while he’s in California playing hockey.
Jamie closes his eyes and tries to fall asleep. He eventually does though its the same kind of sleep he’s been having since the last time he saw you. Since December, when you came out to Anaheim, He truly hasn’t had a good night sleep since then.
He wakes for the 3rd time in 20 minutes to hear his phone going off. He sees 2 missed calls and a voicemail from y/n waiting for him. He knows that today you had a big finals exam but you 2 hadn’t talked in a few days. Shit, Jamie thinks realizing he forgot to text you good luck this morning.
He opens the voicemail,
“Hey babe, um I just wanted to let you know that I’m done taking my exam and I think it went pretty well! I hope you’re having a good day. Can’t wait to see you tonight! Love you.” Jamie listened to the voicemail 2 more times. He misses you so, so much. You were his everything. His best friend since he was a little kid, his now girlfriend for the last 3 and a half years. You meant the world to him and he would do anything for you.
Jamie sits there, on that cold, hard, plastic chair with tears threatening to roll down his cheeks. He misses you, he just wants to be around you. He picks up his phone and selects your number at the top of his contacts.
He lets it ring, desperately hoping you’ll pick up. When you dont pick up he feels more alone than ever. Next to him someone shifts towards him in their seat. He looks over and sees a lady, maybe 10 years older than his mom looking at him.
She speaks softly “ Are you doing okay, honey?”
Jamie doesn't speak, just shakes his head. No, he’s not okay and for some reason its easy for him to tell this to a stranger. Jamie bits his lip willing the tears not to come.
"Do you wanna tell me what's wrong?" She asks.
"I um, well I play hockey and I haven't seen my girlfriend in a long time and I'm just realising how I've kinda been a bad boyfriend cause I've just been so caught up in myself and I just don't know what to do." Jamie rants to this lady he doesn't know. He's not worried about her recognizing him cause, C'mon it's California, almost no ones ever come up to him here.
"Oh honey, that's such a tough position. We're you trying to call her just now?"
"Uh yeah. She just took a finals exam and she left me a message telling me how it went and well I realised I forgot to even wish her good luck. I um, I'm gonna go to the bathroom really quick." Jamie apologizes to the lady for leaving and she seems to understand.
Once he gets to the bathroom he locks himself in a stall and really let's the tears fall, sobbing so hard that he can barely breath. Once he gets a grip on himself, he splashes cold water on his face and leaves the bathroom.
Once he's returned to his seat the lady has left. Not knowing what to do he picks up his phone and tries your number again. This time you pick up on the first ring.
"Y/n" Jamie says frantically when you pick up the phone " I love you so fucking much."
"I love you to Jame."
"I'm sorry for being such a shitty boyfriend and I feel horrible. I just can't believe I forgot to tell you good luck this morning. I hope your exam went well. I miss you." Jamie rants on and on not knowing what to say and wanting to say everything at once.
"Babe, listen to me." You say when Jamie stops spitting out his random nonsense. " I love you so so much. And yeah, you've kinda been a shitty boyfriend as of late but I get it. I can't imagine how hard it must be for you being a hockey player out in California away from your family. I noticed how you changed throughout the season. At the beginning you were so full of energy it was like you were high on adrenaline but eventually you just started to look Burnt-out and sad. I didn't know what to do or how to help you. I want to tell you know what I wish I had said when I first realised you weren't doing so good."
You take a deep breath before continuing. "I'm here for you and I always will be. I want you talk to me when things aren't going so well. When you need it I want you to lean on my shoulder for support. I just want you to tell me when you need me."
Bye the time you are done your speech Jamie has begun crying again. He can't help it, you're more than he could ever wish for, you're more than he deserves, more than anyone deserves.
"Babe, dont cry." You say. It hurts you when he cries. All you want for him is to be happy.
"I- I just I don't know what I would do with out." Jamie's crying and he sounds so genuine it makes you tear up a little.
After a few moments of silence you speak. "Alright well I have to hang out with some friends but I love you and can't wait to see you tonight."
"Babe, I love you more than I could ever express." You both hang up and Jamie collapses, heaving out a shuddering breath.
Jamie was gonna see you again tonight. Everything was gonna be okay. You and him were gonna be okay. To him that's all that will ever matter.
Thank you guys so much for reading!! I'd love to know what yall think <33
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Scooby-Doo 2 : Monsters Unleashed
forcefully review as watched by Deluge
spoilers, obviously, but then again, I’m the one watching it for the first time.
Music so far outside of a small snippet of the OG theme doesn't shout Scooby Doo for me yet.
Fucken Mystery Limo
Freddie Groupies again
Awww, Dinkley Brigade.
Once again, Weed implications with Shaggy
Hahaha Scooby's fans are fellow dogs
Another Velma has a love interest whos kind of a nerd. Who's gonna guess he's a villain.
Oh he's the Curator.
Subtle Velma. "Mystery is my Mistress, I must heed her sweet call"
That's a cool mask, but did they need to make him look like he's balding?
That reporters definitely in on it
Daphne's so fashion oriented that rather than say it's her boots, rather its the boots don't go with the sweater.
Why does Jacobo look like AVGN? also Slime joke.
Subtitles on the place i'm watching is weird, Shaggy said Burger King, but subs say KFC. Weird
Man has a whole Rube Goldberg machine under his house.
Daphne using her makeup skills
Joke about Scooby passing over obvious clues
You're telling me Old Man Wickles listened to Big Butts and I Cannot Lie? ayo
A whole segment of maths for weak points only for it to be a crotch shot. wow
Randamonium
"Intimacy with another person" With Daphne right in front of her face, subtle
WAIT THE SEXY VELMA BIT IS THIS EARLY? I THOUGHT IT WAS A THING LATER ON
A touching moment, only to be, played a joke in a sense, by wanting to torture the gang.
Scooby dooing a whole mosh pit dance.
Damn, it's like a going down to rock bottom story
You're telling me in that outfit she had the sweater underneath?
Oh, Patrick got an unhinged side
They're really doing the walking bush joke
Okay, it's not Old Man Wiklies?
Weird CGI on the chick body. but also TASSIE!
BUFF SHAGGY!!!!!
Hmmm Halfway in an they pinning Patrick as main suspect
Scooby and Shaggy just incidentally putting in the right code for the monster maker.
Making use of their skateboard skills
Damn, on the run
Short flashback was nice
Meta commentary on montages
Dman, that's a nice bike
Nice of Fred to try the therapy route on the monster at least
They singed a ghost with a fart
A shrine to the pterodactyl ghost?
Wait is Patrick, Jacobo?
Patrick isn't bad? or maybe the Pterodactyl just captured him for him to quick change.
HE SAID THE THING
WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?
SCOOBY
DOOBY
DOO
NOOOOOOOOOO
Jacobo was alive after all
At least Patrick is good in the end.
And a secret code for the game boy sp, wow
Yeah, Pretty good, kept me guessing a lot which is part of the fun in the mystery.
9/10
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All We Survey - Chapter Two
Summer break has sadly come to its end, time for rest and recovery from the long 2010/11 NHL season is over, now, it's time to work again. Pittsburgh has called its soldiers home, home to win it a fourth Stanley Cup. As usual, Sid is first back, a captain's duty to his city. Duper, Kuny, and Kennedy are not far behind him. Kris arrives from Sorel a couple of days later, the same time Geno lands from Miami. Erik, heading into his first full season as a Penguin, lands from Sweden the day after. Flower, a dyed in the wool goalie, arrives the same day camp begins. Finally, the core are back on the ice together after far too long apart. Bylsma gathers them in a meeting room, and goes over highlights from last season, discussing what they all did well, and areas for improvement. He also pulls up the preseason schedule. ''Home for three against: Detroit, Chicago, and Minnesota. Then, away for three against: LA, Chicago, and Detroit. Any questions before we hit the ice?''
Kris asks. ''Are we home or away for our opener?'' Dan looks at the schedule, and answers him. ''Away to Vancouver, we get home on the 11th to play Florida.''
James Neal says. ''That's stupid, having to fly across the continent to open our season.''
Ray says. ''That's the roll of the dice, Nealsy, only so many teams get to start at home. Best to just get on with it.'' The boys get suited up, and finally hit the ice again. Sid, still suffering from his concussion, sits on the bench. Geno is under strict instructions to take it easy on his knee. However, Erik and Kris are allowed to just run off the leash together, Kris gets the puck off of Duper, and gets a breakaway, letting it fly past Brent's ear. ''Holy shit, Tanger!'' Nealsy says. Kris gives a wry smile, and adjusts his helmet. ''All in a day's work. Dan, Erik and I wanna show the team a drill we talked about, can we?'' Dan nods, curious himself. ''Yeah, of course.''
Kris and Erik take to the ice, Erik says. ''Right, this came from us rewatching the Fastest Skater event from Raleigh, Kris, ready?'' They set up across the ice from each other, and do three laps each, skating backwards. ''Well done, boys, might be useful for everyone to learn.'' Dan says.
Kris downs some gatorade. ''I agree, in today's game, skating backwards is becoming such an important skill.'' Bylsma gets the entire team, save for Sid and the goalies, doing backwards skating drills. Erik might still be very new, but he's feeling so settled already.
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Preseason begins on the 21st of September, with a win in style 3-2 against the Red Wings. Then, 4-1 wins against both the Blackhawks and Wild. Then, it's off to LA to play the Kings, Flower asks Erik once they're in the hotel. ''First preseason, Erik, how are you liking things?'' Erik says, smiling ear to ear. ''It's great, I'm only gonna admit this to you two, but I finally feel like a Penguin. I finally feel like I'm a part of this team, and not 'the new guy'.''
Kris beams. ''Well, that's good, because you're kinda stuck with us for the next four years. No one's been weird to you so far, have they?'' Erik shakes his head. ''No, not since Flower's prank in Ottawa, everyone's been great.''
Flower asks, the Arsenal highlights from last week going ignored, not that Erik cares that much right now. ''Do you miss Ottawa, though?'' Erik shrugs. ''Sometimes, but I'm glad to have the team I do now. A team that won't bail out when things get rough. I'd hate to see how they'd handle Sid's concussion, or Geno's knee.''
Kris stretches out on the bed, almost like a cat would when getting comfortable. ''So would I.'' He stares up at the ceiling for a few moments. ''I can't help but feel like Sid's concussion is my fault, you know.'' He says, out of the blue.
Erik sits up, and asks. ''How?''
Kris runs his hand down his face. ''I dunno, maybe I should've been there to protect him, I'm his dman, it's my job, isn't it?'' Flower says, emphatically. ''Your job is to stop people getting to me, not to throw yourself on an altar. This is not, and has never been, your fault, mon chum. It's that Washington player's fault.'' Erik can't help but to wonder if his partner has always had such a martyr complex, has Kris always wanted to fall on the sword for his team mates like that? To the point of him being out with the concussion and not Sid?
They take their game against the Kings 3-2 in a shootout, and beat Chicago 4-2. Their preseason ending with a 3-2 loss to Detroit. Then, off to visit the Sedin twins in Vancouver.
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The season gets off to a really good start, only marred by losses to Edmonton and Washington in a shootout and overtime respectively. Then, a strange two game loss streak against Buffalo and Winnipeg. They have a big one away against the Wild on the 18th, one that could make or break the month. After the read out, the visitors storm onto the ice of Xcel Energy Center, something to prove from the off. Kuny takes opening faceoff, and executes perfectly. They're up 2-0 by the time second period rolls around, Erik puts them up 3-0, before the Wild rally back to get on the board 3-2 before third period. The visitors pull off the win 4-2, without much fuss. Bylsma addresses the room afterwards. ''Good game, gents, went out there with a point to prove, and you all did so well. Flight leaves soon, so be on the bus quickly, okay?''
The next two games are even better, a clinical 3-1 masterclass at home against the Canadiens, making their hotshots look very ordinary. This is followed by a 4-1 demolition of the Devils on the 22nd. Kuny checks the schedule. ''Really? A home and away against the Islanders? This late in the month?''
Engelland remarks. ''At least we can just get the bus, and the games are two days apart.''
Flower saunters in, munching on a sleeve of Oreos, which are absolutely not in the diet plan. ''You worry too much, Kuny.'' Kris and Erik steal an Oreo each, Kris adds. ''And, Geno is coming back full time in November, so we're good.''
Turns out, the team's current leader's worries were unfounded, both Islanders games go their way.
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Geno is back full time for training on the 1st of November, ahead of a road game to San Jose. Flower gives Geno a massive hug in the dressing room. ''Welcome back, mon ami.'' Geno smiles brightly, and dons his jersey. ''Thanks, Flower.'' Kris also gives Geno a hug before putting his helmet on. ''Good to see you back, G.''
Geno laughs. ''Good to be back, Legend.'' Erik is last, not wanting to interrupt the friends reunion just yet. ''First full season, Karl, having fun?''
Erik nods. ''Yeah, a lot of fun.''
Kris walks out of the dressing room. ''Boys, Erik's got a new nickname!'' Erik sighs, and resigns himself to the nickname, it could be worse, couldn't it? ''Thanks for that, Geno.''
Geno has a shit eating grin on his face when he says. ''You're welcome, Erik.'' They make their way out to the rink together, Bylsma splitting Kris and Erik up for training today after three months of them being partners. ''Tanger and Engelland, you're the first pair. Erik and Benny, you're gonna be our second pair. Nisky and Bortuzzo will be our third.'' This surprises them both, but they'll make it work, the breaking in system was never going to be permanent.
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November, it turns out, is a bit more up and down than October was. A shootout loss to the Sharks opening the month up. Before a shootout win against the Kings. A win against Dallas and a loss to Carolina set them up for their game against Colorado on the 15th. Two days away now. The quintet are having a movie day at home before a gym day tomorrow. Sid looking like he's itching to get back on the ice. ''Have you skated yet, Sid?'' Erik asks.
Sid sighs, and shakes his head. ''Nope, doctor says I can next month, though. I'm on light work in the gym for now.'' Kris, fascinated by the timeline, asks. ''When will we expect you back?''
Sid says, cautiously but a tiny glimmer of hope sits in his voice. ''End of the month, hopefully. Although, you've been doing so well without me...'' Flower, knowing where his captain is going with this, cuts him off right there. ''Ah, no, zip it, captain, we need you, end of story.''
Erik grabs more popcorn from the bowl Geno's holding. ''What he said.''
After the movie is done, Sid says, taking one of his many painkillers. ''I've seen the press calling Kris and Erik 'The Twin Terrors' lately. What d'you two make of that name?''
Erik smirks, running his hand through his hair. ''Oh, I love that, that sounds so cool, huh, Kris?'' Defensive pairs don't often get their own nicknames, more often being lumped in with their forwards for a unit nickname. So 'The Twin Terrors' is the coolest thing he's heard in ages.
Kris nods, agreeing with his partner. ''Sounds fantastic to me, the Two Headed Monster and The Twin Terrors, backed up by The Trickster.''
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The Colorado game is a big ticket event on the 15th, the boys are met by a wave of applause when they skate out for warmups. One thing Erik has learned from his eight months as a Penguin, no city loves their team the same way they do in Pittsburgh. It's been nice not copping the blame for losses too, that was painful in Ottawa. It didn't matter whose fault the losses were, the fans would blame the young foreigner. Here, they're a unit, and treated as such. The game finally gets going, and is probably their best all season so far, the energised Penguins declaring no quarter to their visitors. Going up 4-0 in the second before the Avalanche finally respond to make it 4-2 before the intermission.
Once back on the ice for third period, the Penguins hold the line, Bylsma icing the newly baptised Twin Terrors for powerplay, on which Geno fires home a goal from them both for 5-2. The Avalanche score again, but they respond quickly to seal their best game of the season 6-3. ''Well, boys, I don't quite know what to say tonight except for well done, let's keep this up into Florida.'' Shero says after the game.
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Florida doesn't quite go to plan, but the team avenge the losses with a 5-0 shutout against the Islanders when they get home, a game with every reason to celebrate, why? The Big Six are finally all together again, Sidney Crosby is finally back from his concussion, and he really makes it count. Both Twin Terrors are taken for press after the game. ''Well, boys, big win against a division rival, how good was Flower tonight? And how does it feel to bounce back after the Florida trip?''
Kris says. ''Flower was amazing as always, hope this win felt good for him after our loss to the Panthers. We're all very happy to get this done after how badly we played down south.''
A journalist asks Erik. ''Erik, this is your first full season as a Penguin, how does this team feel to you now vs back in March?'' Erik sits forwards in his seat. ''It feels great to be here, I feel like I've found my home now, the others have been great, Bylsma is an amazing coach, I've joined a great system, and can't wait to see what the future brings us.''
Another asks Kris. ''How does it feel to have such an elite defence corps to lead now, Kris?''
Kris smiles and runs his index finger down his nose. ''Oh, it's amazing, I'm a very happy 1D right now, we're building something really cool together.''
Finally, Erik is asked. ''Erik, first game against Ottawa on the 25th, at home, how are you feeling?'' Erik thinks for a moment, certain he's being baited, so he says. ''It's gonna be interesting, but I'm a Penguin now, I've already put the time with Ottawa into the past.''
They're both asked. ''How does it feel to finally have the captain back on ice after so long?''
Kris, who knows Sid best, takes this one first. ''I cannot be happier right now, Sid is my brother, and I love being on his unit, so I am very pleased to have my center back.''
Erik nods, and says. ''It's great, I was heartbroken to learn of Sid's concussion while I was in Ottawa, and it's been weird being here and not playing with him. Nice to have the Big Six all on ice at last.''
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The game against Ottawa is a thrashing of epic proportions, 6-3 to the hosts. Then, a 4-3 overtime win against the Canadiens the following night at Bell Center. Only a loss to the Rangers puts a dimmer on the dominant back half of the month.
December opens with a game against Ovechkin and the Capitals, the same team that's robbed them of their captain for nearly a year. So, they skate for Sid that evening in DC. Playing with spite and swagger, attacking their rival's goal with precision, menacing the offence, Johnson standing on his head to stem the tide. In the end, the Penguins win 2-1 in a heated game. ''That's for Sid, assholes!!'' Benny shouts to Ovechkin as they go off the ice. ''Benny, that's enough, we won, don't piss them off any further.'' Kuny warns him.
Ben just shrugs, and unclips his helmet. ''What do I care if I piss them off? They took Sid out, they deserve it.''
Duper mediates in a way only he can. ''You're right, Benny, but don't make them take you out, y'know? We have cups, they don't, that's all I care about.''
That's something Erik thinks about, the possibility of winning a cup with this team, he has no idea when it'll come, but at least it's on the cards. Ottawa never even seemed close to it while he was there.
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December is weird, winning in bunches and losing in pairs. After a 6-4 loss to Ottawa on the 16th, the Penguins somehow find their feet again, reeling off an impressive 8-3 win against the Sabres the following night on their return home. Even better, Sid is finally granted permission to skate again after being placed back on protocol after his symptoms have spiked again, no gear allowed just yet, and no playing. But, the core take a friendly skate together the day before the Blackhawks come into town. ''Feels so good to be able to do this again, excited to get back in the saddle.''
Kris pats his best friend on the shoulder. ''Good, I've missed having my center, Geno's great, but I've missed you so much.'' Sid looks emotional. ''I've missed you too, Tanger.''
Kuny warns the captain, taking on the big brother role he usually does. ''Just, take things easy, don't rush yourself back and get hurt again.''
Sid says, nodding his head. ''I won't, Kuny, trust me. This concussion has taught me a lot, I'm finally ready to be the captain our team needs me to be.'' Sid smirks, a glint of humour in his dark eyes. ''Besides, can't wait to see how good our Twin Terrors actually are.'' Bylsma comments. ''They've been a godsend, Sid, even with some small issues for Tanger here and there.''
Erik jokes, nudging Kris' shoulder. ''Our own captain doubts us, Kris, you hear that?'' Everyone just laughs, things are slowly going to get back to normal, in time for the playoff push too!
The Blackhawks go down 3-2, and the Jets fall 4-1 to the Penguins, before christmas break comes, and the team are ordered to rest up for the last half. But, the core six cannot wait to be united on ice at last. During the last team meeting, Ray announces the team members due to go to Ottawa for the all star game. ''Evgeni Malkin, Erik Karlsson, Kris Letang... and James Neal. With two dropouts, we have four Penguins going to the game in January.'' The four all stars share an excited look, ready to tear it up together a month in advance. But, they all know not to miss the forest for the trees. Big games ahead, and they need to be ready.
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