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Godamn, Man Child

First Part of The ‘Madge & Jade’ Series

Arthur Shelby x Madge Lionkel (OC)

Prologue: Your Head In Your Hands

(A/N): Hello there, lovelies!

I know that I said I wouldn’t ever post series on there, but on my new blog I felt like this might not have had the exposure it would have had on this (even more because this is a first chapter) so I decided to post it on here.

This is my first ever work for this fandom, so if you could give off some encouragement to me, I'd love it and it'd certainly make me want more of this series (it is my for ever OC insert instead of Reader so I am a bit unsure about this).

So, please, if you want more, don’t forget to leave some kind of feedback I truly apprecciate it from the bottom of my heart and it’ll truly make my heart beat stronger and my fingers write faster!

Have a lovely reading!

SUMMARY: The return from the war wasn't difficult solely for soldiers.

But also for who they had left behind.

And who stayed.

Madge is a daughter to a soldier and a sister to a dead brother, left wiht nothing more than her intellect.

The one thing that might get her involved with everything she had sworn to avoid.

And even worse... she might just learn to like that new world.

WORDS: 5,3 K

WARNINGS: Poverty, Famine, Mentions of Death-War, Violence, Non-Following Canon.

Madge walked with a few things in her hand, in the new apartment she had found, after she had been evicted in the house she had inhabited her whole life.

She had chosen to move there, after she had sold every piece of furniture she owned previously in the house she had grown into, since they were all her latest properties, after her family had slowly disappeared through famine, sickness and war.

Three of the four horsemen of Apocalypse, Death herself being the sole one she hadn’t meant yet, although she saw it on the face of her beloved parents and brother, consummating themselves through a slow agony that had brought them underground too early.

And had left her alone.

Without a penny to her name.

She hadn’t grown up with all the money in the world.

Living in Small Heath after all had never been synonym of richness, but her father had had some business trades in London and it had been enough to give him some kind of respect and fame among people and between his children.

But when the war had stopped the trades and her father had been sent to war, they hadn’t much and meanwhile her mother gave her children all the food she owned, she had starved herself in a slow death and when the Spanish flu had started being a guest in their house, Madge had been the only one that had been able to see her departure.

She cursed Luck each time she looked at herself in the mirror.

The new house or better apartment, since it was in a smelly complex in a part of town that wasn’t either trafficked or at ‘big’ risk (as if small or medium risk weren’t still dangerous), hadn’t a big price monthly because was actually managed by a religious association, which meant that the owner tended to be more lenient, having immediately noticed that the trembling girl in front of her didn’t have much hope in her eyes anymore.

But she hadn’t certainly been truthful when she had explained that she would have the apartment all to herself, because as she moved in the small place, it looked half-filled with different things that belonged to somebody that wasn’t hers.

She thought that it might have been something that the previous owners had left behind.

And then as Madge had walked in what would have been her room, she found a girl on one of the two mattresses laid on the floor.

A green-eyed elegant girl, dressed in a nurse uniform, lacking solely of the thighs and of the hat.

Madge had seen quite the number of nurses when her father had come back from war, his wounds making him unable to do anything and eventually smothering him with a pillow had been a mercy that still weighted to Madge’s name.

The only good thing in her whole life that kept here on that side was Gabriel, her fiancé, who had promised to support her through thick and thin, choosing to try out going to London to a relative that might have him put in some kind of business he didn’t want to talk with her, since jobs for a person like him were scares.

‘When I’ll have the money for an house, we’ll be together again, my love’ he had said when they had last spoke after he had kissed her hands, a promise in his light eyes, of a beauty that had always made the shy and small Madge wonder why he had chosen her.

But, back then, she had just nodded.

And she had soon thought that she could have found some kind of job for herself, at Small Heath, to help Gabriel reach their goal faster, not wanting to weight on his family, although he himself had suggest that she just moved in his old house.

But Madge knew that to his family she would have been nothing more than another mouth to feed.

So, she had sold everything and now she was in her new apartment.

Or so she had thought.

‘… I am sorry… I must have been… I must have walked in the wrong apartment…’ the girl raised her beautiful green eyes at her, the shade was much more mellow than normal, having a darker tone that seemed the bottom of a broken bottle.

They were laced with apathy, as if the woman truly didn’t care about what would have happened and Madge thought for a moment that this woman, dressed as a nurse might as well be some kind of criminal or some crazed woman, who the war had destroyed in every conceivable way.

‘I don’t think so’ commented the woman, as she moved in a sat position, meanwhile Madge stood painfully uncomfortable in the small entrance of what was supposed to be her own room, but now seemed almost a small laugh at her face ‘… you must be Madge, my roommate’.

Roommate?

No, she had rented the apartment for her own.

The owner of the complex hadn’t talked about that in he slightest and she had barely mentioned any other person interested in the apartment since it reeked of piss and it looked as stable as the small stack of book in her box.

The few ones she hadn’t throw in her chimney to warm up her and her family when wood had been too expensive.

‘… ahem… I do think that there was some kind of… mistake’ Madge tried to do her best to appear calm and polite, not knowing who this woman truly was and wondering whether she was in some kind of danger, the hair on her arms standing tall, which was something that she always thought as an omen.

She never knew whether it was good or bad.

She just knew that the last time it had happened, her brother had died, meanwhile she sold some of her family jewels for food.

‘No mistake, sweetheart’ although her eyes spoke of apathy, there was a tint of sarcasm in the nickname the woman gave her, but it wasn’t mean-spirited ‘… Mrs. Carlin actually chose to rent the apartment to two ladies, since it’ll make her double the gain’.

Which was quite smart, since the woman had to donate half of the income from the complex to the Church, and had she been able to make two girls spit the room, she would have doubled her income, which came in quite handy in these hard times.

But had Madge known about it, she would have tried to get her to lower the price, mostly because it wasn’t fair for her to pay for a full apartment whereas she would have used half of it, making her space even smaller than it already was.

And most importantly she would have to share it with a stranger.

Whoever this woman was, certainly didn’t seem the worst company she had ever been in, but having grown up in a distinct neighborhood, constantly tutored in literature and ‘good manners’ she couldn’t help but feel somehow uncomfortable at the thought of not having any other choice.

She hadn’t paid Mrs. Carlin her own share, yet, so she could have turned around and kept on living in Gabriel’s house with raised eyes every time she ate and stayed at home, searching desperately for a job she couldn’t find.

But at the same time, she knew that staying in the past wasn’t a choice.

‘… she screwed us both, if it helps’ commented the beautiful woman, as she moved to finally raise up, coming close to her and towering over her since Madge was barely able to reach a normal height, meanwhile this woman looked like quite the giant for her ‘… I am Jade, by the way, roommate’.

And she offered her an hand, calloused and slightly scratched, but her fingers were elegant and nimble in Madge’s small ones, cursed and yet so thin that you could see the profile of the bones, her own chest and torso looking like that, in a way that was an omen in itself.

That’s why she needed this apartment.

This way she would have had the set up to start searching for a job on her own, to make her own money and be able to eat up properly, alongside supporting her own small growing family.

So, she accepted Jade’s hand.

A month had passed, and her first rent was due in a few days.

She had the money, but had she used it to pay for her rent she wouldn’t have the money for anything else.

And she would have either been forced to go back in Gabriel’s house or starve.

Either solutions seemed quite horrid in her mind.

She had learned through her whole experience, meanwhile she was in search for a job, that she was as proud as her mother had been back then, begging her father to bring them with him to London, to have a nicer life than the one they had in Birmingham.

But Madge’s father had always been a sentimental man and he had grown in Small Heath, although he had wanted his children to move as far away as possible, wanting them to reach out for success, something which he had ensured, through expensive tutors and even more importantly his own suggestions, he had raised them in the same city he had been born.

He kept on repeating that to them after he had come back from the war, in an horrible way that seemed more a taunting that a true suggestion and now, with each day closer to her demise, she found herself hearing his voice again in an horrid lullaby that left her eyes open each night.

At first, she had refused any jobs as a maid or as a normal cleaner, since she had quite the ‘important’ skills, but the truth was that she had never raised an arm for any cleaning.

Although she knew the theory of it, she was afraid of not being of much help as a maid.

But now, when she was thoroughly desperate, she had tried reaching out to any job that was legal, just to hear ‘we aren’t interested’ or ‘we don’t need anyone like you’, which sounded almost as insult and she was growing damnably frustrated.

Before the war she had been studying to become a teacher, but she had never been able to go to a private school to get her own license or such, so she couldn’t even try to send some kind of applications to private ladies schools, something that would have implied her finally moving away from Small Heath.

And as her father had been a stubborn emotional bull, she knew that this city held the last memory of them.

Gabriel had suggested that she came with him to London, although he had also insisted that she’d have to have her own means to survive since his relative wouldn’t help and provide for them both, and she had denied, maybe postponing to when she got a few pounds saved for the occasion…

… but the truth was that no matter how grimey the entire place was she thoroughly was part of this.

And she couldn’t deny it.

Jobs seemed as scarce as the food she could grab for herself.

There were other means to gain money, which weren’t properly legal, something that she had always been prohibited to herself, before.

But now she didn’t have much choice.

She had watched the newspaper and heard rumors about horse races.

Betting seemed the only way she would have gotten some money.

But it’d have meant selling her own last founds for something that might turn out to be a true failure, and meanwhile she did all of this, Jade had caught alongside her thoughts.

She had grown close enough to the tall nurse, although she doubted that anything would have changed from the stranger status they both had started this journey in, since Madge had her own reason not to want a deeper relationship with her, and Jade seemed a mystery that didn’t have any solution.

She didn’t speak a lot and most of the time she wasn’t at home, since she had long turns at the ambulatory, but Madge had also noticed that she also had some kind of secondary job, mostly at night, which made her come home with a bloodied uniform and money that reeked of dirt.

But as she had learned to satisfy herself with jobs that she had always though as ‘lower’, she knew not to ask Jade questions she didn’t want to hear the answer to.

Had she had a chance she would have done the same.

She could have started selling her body, it would have made her gain a steady income, but not only she would have been under somebody’s control, but the sole thought of the act in itself filled her body with a terrible feeling, not for the fact that she had always been taught how horrible and desperate such an act was, but the act itself, it just… it just made her feel violated.

But horse races were equally dangerous.

Her father had warned about them, telling her that the only people who won were the ones behind it, not the one who did the bets.

Poor people could only become poorer.

And yet, she wasn’t solely poor, but she was truly desperate.

When Jade had seen and probably noticed her decision about this, she had talked through it with her, something that she had to admit the nurse had handled quite well, since had it been everyone apart from her, it would have made Madge reply annoyedly, because she might have perceived it as an invasion of her own privacy.

She had definitely inherited the stubbornness from her father and the proudness from her mother.

Which made a lethal mix.

‘Are you considering betting something at the horse races in the Shelby’s shop?’ she had seemed completely disinterested about it all, as if she had just asked about the weather outside, meanwhile she ate a small toast she had filled with butter and marmalade, something that had made Madge’s mouth water immediately.

She didn’t remember the last time she had eaten marmalade.

And although she knew that she only needed to ask for Jade for one for herself, since the nurse had many times offered her some food, she felt like not only it would have meant stepping on some kind of unwritten boundary, but she was also damnably too proud to beg others for food.

She swore pride would be her downfall.

‘.. maybe’ she had bitten on her own mouth to calm her hunger.

To keep it inside.

‘… it is a quick way to make money’.

Her words tasted of foolishness and she knew it.

Even more under Jade’s emotionless stare.

She was barely a few years older than her, but her eyes spoke of being much older.

An old soul, Madge would have dubbed her this way, for sure.

Some kind of ancient poet, she loved reading about, and yet nothing about Jade was poetic, she was analytical and logical and although her roommate knew that she was able to random acts of kindness, Madge wouldn’t have been sure about her having truly a soul.

She just seemed so at lack of taste for life.

‘If you need a job, I might ask out for you’ her proposal was dangerously lined with interest ‘… I saw that you had a few books about ‘teaching’ and ‘children’, maybe I could ask around to the clients at the ambulatory if they have a need of a maid for their children…’.

Which would have been downright impossible, since in hard times the last thing people thought about was for sure the education of their children.

‘… I am not picky with jobs’ Madge said calmly ‘… still I have to admit that I wouldn’t make a proper nurse…’.

A calm smile appeared on Jade’s face, almost as if she was having her own fun.

‘… not many that work with me are proper nurses’ there was almost bitterness to her tone, mixed with sarcasm ‘… but I do imagine that you don’t like working with blood’.

Madge nodded vigorously.

She had seen too much blood, in the latest years.

‘If it doesn’t bother you…’ muttered softly Madge, not knowing truly what it might have brought her in, but Jade nodded her head as if Madge hadn’t just pushed her last hopes on her,

As if she had simply asked her a favor.

As if they were friends.

The war had taken many of her fellow friends and many didn’t associate with her anymore after her family’s downfall, leaving her alone when she needed it the most and still now she felt like it was the greatest of betrayals.

But at the same time, it hadn’t been all their fault.

She had been too damnably stubborn to ask out for their help.

So, it tasted bittersweet to rely on Jade.

The woman shot a quick look at her wrist-watch a small thing in leather that she always checked, as if it rhythmically marched her day down to the ‘t’.

‘… I’ll go, now, gotta open the ambulatory today’ she commented, as she stuffed the rest of the toast in her mouth, leaving one that was buttered and full of marmalade in her plate, something which was the only kindness that Jade did to the prideful Madge that she accepted.

She left behind her a toast she knew she wouldn’t eat, so that Madge would eat something that was more than tea for breakfast, as a secret agreement between each other, because Jade had soon learned that any word might offend Madge’s frail pride.

So, she would always cook a toast that she wouldn’t eat and leave it to her roommate.

Madge ate it in a few bites, as if it helped lessen the shame she felt for that charity.

When Jade had told her that she had found her a job as a tutor for a private household, she had rejoiced.

But now faced with the Shelby’s shops backside entry, she couldn’t help but feel nauseous at the thought of what Jade might have found for her, even scared about what ‘job’ might be hiding under the pretense of tutoring.

Had Jade seriously thought that she was truly that desperate?

And how the heck had Jade managed to find her a job at the Shelby’s betting shop?

Although it now made sense why Jade would come back at such terrible hours with blood on her hands.

If she worked on the side for the Shelby’s when she didn’t have turns at the ambulatory, she undoubtedly gained quite the money, doing something that was unbearably dangerous and for a moment Madge was terribly worried of getting involved in their own’s business.

She didn’t know them personally, and neither she had ever had the occasion to.

Her father’s business trades mostly involved London, hence they didn’t ask him his monthly fee for protection and her mother had made sure to put both her and her brother through private tutoring to avoid them mingling with the ‘wrong crowd’ in public school.

But she knew what they did.

They were some kind of gangsters.

After they had returned from war, they had set up their own true mission and now they were escalating powers through the various gangs of Birmingham, certainly having quite the control over Small Heath.

But to them poor and invisible people like Madge, didn’t matter.

And she had done her good amount of work to avoid being noticed.

And now she was walking straight through in the lion’s den.

And before she could rethink all of this, the door was opened, probably since she had been noticed through the window, standing in front of the house like a complete idiot, and then a beautiful woman came face to face with her.

She must have had the same age of her mother, but whereas her mother showed her age gracefully, in the body of this woman there was no time for aging, in an elegant assemble of clothes that made her appear younger, but not in any way vulgar.

Her clothes were classical, maybe a bit old-fashioned but in no way outdated, giving the woman an immediate aura of control and leadership, even before she ushered in Madge, with a quick look and a gesture of her hand.

And then uttered:

‘Oh, sweet girl, don’t stand outside of the door! Come inside! Come on!”.

Well, at least these criminals had manners.

‘You must be Mary’ commented the woman and Madge almost felt an horrible feeling at correcting her with a quick “It’s actually Madge” ‘… oh please do excuse me, lovely, you just had the face of a Mary’.

Everybody would have looked crazed saying that, but the woman said it with such a self-assurance that made her almost stand on her feet, as the woman quickly dragged Madge inside, and she kept her head low, almost something to use as an excuse if she ever was questioned about not seeing something.

‘I am Polly’ the woman said, as Madge’s eyes sent her an immediate confused look, which she deciphered quickly ‘… no need for any Mrs. or such, Madge, or you’ll make me feel old’.

That was the last thing Madge wanted, for sure.

They came to a halt to a room that might have looked like any common dining room she might have ever been in.

The flowery wallpaper looked old, in some part coming undone, as if also the most-well known gangsters of Small Heath had their own financial problems, something that made Madge smirk lightly as she sat down next to the woman, after she had been invited to.

‘Might I offer you a cup of tea, little one…’ she looked almost as if she was trying to busy herself, feeling too active to sat herself down, something which she looked quite used to, making Madge smirk at the memory of her own mother, being a little fretting beastie ‘… or you might prefer whiskey?’.

‘Just water would be perfect’ she didn’t want to sound needy or even talking out of place, but her tongue stuck painfully to the upper part of her palate, something that made her talk numbly.

‘You aren’t one for expensive tastes’ commented the woman, a serious smirk over her face, although it kept itself to a sarcastic amusement, that made Madge gulp loudly once she turned to bring her a glass of water, pouring herself one of an amber liquid she didn’t question ‘… or maybe you are too afraid to speak up’.

The last part cut her deep and she raised her face with cheeks burning of rage, but she held her tongue, knowing that she wasn’t risking solely a nice job, but also her life.

Thankfully, the woman moved quickly to push herself away from that topic, almost as if she hadn’t said it.

‘… the job is easy: my nephew, the youngest, Finn has been slacking off more and more at school, something that I won’t allow, because as much as his brothers were allowed to leave school early for war, he isn’t and I’d like to see one my boys with an instruction at least’.

She adjusted elegantly her dress, since the quick words she had spit out had somehow compromised the way she looked, although she seemed as collected as she had been before.

She had been through a cyclone and she had come back from it, winning.

Hadn’t Madge feared her already, she would have admired her, truly.

‘… you’ll be required to help him through math, literature, geometry and any other subjects that might be difficult for him’ explained the woman, as she knocked back in a sole gulp the whole glass of amber liquid, as the glass water laid untouched in front of Madge ‘… Jade told me that you were studying to become a teacher so it’ll be easy for you, although I do have to warn you…’.

And before she could finish the phrase, which had been almost a bad omen in itself, a fury of black and as tall as her (which meant pretty short) appeared in the room, another man in his tail, his elegant suit, identifying him as another of the Blinders and again Madge’s eyes were pasted to the table and the full glass of water.

But soon all her attention was caught by the little child that had walked in, decked in a full suit with a Blinder’s hat, making her half smirk at the irony of the situation, meanwhile the child looked at you with annoyed eyes, definitely not looking forward to her being his teacher.

‘… my nephew can be quite… active’ commented annoyedly the woman, as she moved to deck the boy in the back of his head, sending another to the other male that had accompanied him, making him yelp and Madge, caught by that anguished sound, raised her eyes for the first time, meeting the ones of the man.

They were small and yet so open that she found herself completely immersed in them, of a light grey tinted with green, in a way that made them shadowed and yet offering themselves to Madge, making her shiver as they answered her gaze, before they fell down.

Almost shy.

She wouldn’t have ever thought that a Peaky Blinders would have been shy of a woman.

But she had been told that although her eyes were common they reeked of something powerful and old and many times her younger brother would call her Athena, since she resembled her and one time she had even played her in a family play.

‘Arthur don’t you have some business to run?!’ Polly looked definitely looking forward to have him away and Madge couldn’t help but agree, as much as he had been intimidated by her staring competition, she certainly didn’t feel at ease with the knowledge of having a killer like that near her.

His hands were as dirty as the mud under her shoes.

But hadn’t she also killed?

Although it had been a merciful act…

… but did it seriously matter?

‘Yeah yeah, Pol’ he commented, but Madge felt him push last a gaze onto her as he left the room, and she had to will herself to avoid looking at those beautiful and slightly hooded eyes, pushing her nails in her palms almost as a punishment ‘… Finn, fucking behave’.

Another slap was heard and Madge wasn’t able to stop herself from smirking lightly.

‘… Finn this is Miss Lionkel, your teacher’ commented softly the woman, trying to usher the child closer, although he looked like he had planted his soles on the ground and she couldn’t help but smirk softly ‘… I do hope that you’ll get along and learn something from her’.

‘I don’t fucking want to’.

She had to admit that in that family they were all used to curse.

And as soon as he had uttered those words, Pol pushed a small slap on the boy’s face, who much to his courage didn’t flinch but looked like he could relatively cry at any time and Madge couldn’t help but remember a similar scene.

Her own brother had never liked in the slightest learning and her mother had always had to plead desperately with him.

‘… Finn, right?’ she called out to him, only gaining a disdainful reply ‘… well, we aren’t going to learn nothing today, but we’ll count money…’.

And she slowly grabbed her small pouch with he few money she needed for a her daily errands around the city, Pol looking at her carefully, almost as Finn did, ready to be tricked, but as she started naming the numbers, making willing mistakes, the child exasperatedly, took them away from her, starting to count them on his own.

She softly corrected him each time he chose a wrong number, but quickly Finn seemed to have relaxed himself something that was quite helpful for when she moved onto teaching him some new math, under Pol’s attentive glance, the woman eventually leaving to start what looked like dinner, but Madge felt her eyes glued to her.

Eventually Finn didn’t seem that annoyed with her anymore and although he certainly lacked some basilar knowledges, he was smart and fast and she didn’t have to anger herself much more, knowing quite the trick to make the boy learn.

At the end of the turn, before it could become truly dark outside, Polly stopped their lesson and moved to accompany her outside, keeping the same route, which meant that she wanted t keep this separate from ‘the business’ she had talked with Arthut, and at the door, before Madge could mumble a ‘hello’, Pol cornered quickly.

‘… I do think that you know what goes on in this house’ it seemed almost a threat in itself ’… Jade trusts you and she is the one that recommended you so I do trust her, and you haven’t given me any chance to think otherwise. You are smart and you do seem to make Finn study, but in this house, we don’t appreciate people sticking their noses where it isn’t proper, do remember this’.

This was instead a straight up threat.

‘… I won’t’ Madge commented, wondering what the heck she had put herself in.

When she was finally back at home, Jade joined her a few minutes after, and she could tell that she had just been back from the ambulatory.

Whenever she came back from the ambulatory there was always some kind of tension in her shoulder, a cold anger in her eyes, and Madge had soon learned to recognize it and strangely she was mirroring her stance that night.

She hadn’t been able to calm herself since she had come back from the Shelby’s shop, and she had been going up and down in the small dining area the apartment had.

The money Pol had given her were enough to cover the rent and some more but they hang heavily in her pockets, burning an hole in them.

And she hadn’t taken them out.

For a moment, when she had been on the road she had thought of turning back and give them back to Pol, assuring that she’d never visit the house and wouldn’t say anything in the whole world of what she had seen.

But then some kind of survival instinct had gotten to her and she had thought that she deserved those money for simply having moved herself in that house.

Her mother would have frowned upon it.

But she was poor.

And she didn’t have a mother, anymore.

But still her words were bitter towards Jade, when they came face to face.

“… what is your business with the Shelby?” her voice was inevitably screeching “… they are damnably dangerous!”.

And much to her advantage, Jade didn’t appear surprised in the slightest by Madge’s insulting affirmation as if Madge had just asked the weather outside, again.

And Madge honestly thought that nothing could surprise the trained nurse.

“… they aren’t anymore dangerous than some men that wear uniforms, believe me” and she pushed down her bag onto the small coat hanger Madge had brought, where her scratched and patched up coat was set up already.

She might have bought another one with the money in her pockets.

“… but I am sorry if the job wasn’t what you expected” Jade’s voice was like the calm water that dug a hole in a rock “… feel free to reject it, Pol won’t say anything to the brothers, don’t worry, there won’t be any repercussions”.

That’s all Madge had been thinking since she had come back.

Give back the money, refuse the job and try another.

It would have been the way she would have gone before the war.

But now the loss she had suffered hanged heavily on her had and made her greedy and desperate.

“I just…” ‘I just don’t want people to think I am some kind of horrible woman’ “… don’t want my fucking brains to be blown off”.

And strangely both she and Jade found themselves laughing at that affirmation, an evident smirk on both their faces, as they took each other’s faces in.

But she knew that there was much more behind their laughs.

Their destinies were now intertwined.

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Also my cats with short hair or eye color would be safe.Another cause of concern is getting tiring.The good old spray bottle with about 3% of hydrogen peroxide breaks down the middle of the reproductive organs are very smart and help keep your furniture to sleep at the cat's natural behavior but it probably came from behind my chair and darted upstairs.Especially for men, the thought of using the litter box.Their digestive tract and kidneys and lungs.

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