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And Steve was right
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tw: child abuse, alcohol. homophobia
Indiana is a wasteland and so is Billy. Neil's teaching him lessons, more than usual and Billy has nowhere to go. He can't afford college, not when Neil takes whatever Billy's got.
Neil calls him faggot and loser and he’s right and Billy has every word carved into him. Fear is with him every day, because Neil watches him constantly. It's like his room gets smaller and smaller.
Billy needs distraction, so he drinks, smokes and gets into fights. If there's only pain, it's drowning out whatever’s going on in his head, he's forgetting that all Neil says it true, that a future is something he can only dream of.
He's halfway through a bottle of whiskey and he's hurting, his left cheek throbbing.
The world is already blurred. Billy prefers it that way. He doesn’t want to see it.
"Jesus, Hargrove, are you alright?"
He has to blink, one, two, three times.
Harrington wears his stupid flawless designer shirt, hair on point and brown eyes big and so fucking beautiful.
"Get lost," Billy spits, because Harrington can't stay here. He's stopping Billy from drowning.
"It's Sunday morning," Harrington says. He sounds worried and Billy's stomach twists. He tries to remember the last time anybody worried about him that way.
He can't think that, because there's a hole inside him the size of his mother. It's his fault she's gone, he's sure. She left without a word, but luckily Neil has lots of words to call his son.
"Amen." Billy just takes another big gulp.
There's a hand on his, touching him lightly where he holds the bottle. Billy flinches, lets go of the whiskey.
He hears glass shattering, but he doesn't look. He's staring in Steve's eyes and he's so fucking scared. He isn't even sure why.
"I can bring you home," Steve offers. "You shouldn't drive, it's too dangerous."
Billy laughs. Home is thousands of miles away.
He stops when Steve's hand, still unbearably warm against his own, squeezes his. Neil is calling him a faggot in his head, the word echoing in his skull.
"Then we're going to mine," Steve decides, an unreadable expression on his pretty face. The whiskey blurs that too. What a shame.
Billy follows Steve. The world around him is blurred. Steve is the only thing Billy can see.
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I know he would be the most distrustful in relationships. Pookie.
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the question was why did billy hate lucas so much. IM SO FUCKING GLAD HE ANSWERED THIS. ALSO I LOVE HOW HE TALKED ABOUT NEILS HOMOPHOBIA TOO. GOOD FOR HIM.
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Neil Hargrove being a man that was raised in the heavy gender role dichotomy and era of "the American housewife" that when his wife leaves and Neil has to take on roles that had been hers things go downhill.
Both his clothes and Billy's might get washed, but rarely on time, and things are full of wrinkles. He tried to iron exactly one time abd burned a hole through his work shirt. So wrinkles will stay. Neil gave up completely trying to figure out how to run delicates or how much starch to add. It all just goes in and if something gets ruined in the process then fuck it. If their clothing falls into disarray, Neil just tells Billy to continue wearing the item because he has no concept of how to sew or mend like Billy's mother, but Neil isn't about to trash and spring for a new set of denim jeans or socks.
Food is available but not in good or large quantities. Meals are had when Neil says it is and that's final. Breakfast is almost always a bowl of bran and milk. And dinner is always some manner of TV pre-heatable dinner or if Billy's very lucky... It might be a one ingredient mix-in like Manwich sloppy joes. Fresh produce is a rarity. Maybe an apple because those are the cheapest.
Keeping their living space clean and livable is at best at after thought. Neil tends to just shift piles of things around to make room to put his feet up or to sleep. Stacks of mail and magazines are all over the place. He sweeps once in a while, but never vacuums. Dishes and trash are about the only true thing that get done in a timely fashion. But even then those can at times be scattered around their living space until trash pick up day is nearing or until Billy can no longer stand it and Neil berates him for being "fussy".
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Am I the only one in the Billy fandom who thinks Neil is the type of abuser who takes advantage and uses every single one of Billy’s own genuine shortcomings as wiggle room to mistreat him. It’s probably the most common opportunity for Neil to “justify” his abuse towards Billy. Neil gives me goosebumps. Billy probably has no idea how to even cope with his own issues cuz he doesn’t want to give his abuser an inch. While at the same time feeling he’s to blame for his abuse because of each misstep he’s made. I know I’m not the only one. And everyone time i see this scenario in a billy centric fic it guts me. It’s tooo good.
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One of the things that really gets me about Billy’s story the more I think about it is the idea that he looks older than he is.
And obviously this isn’t a stroke of genius on the Duffer’s part, all the older teens look older than they are because they’re all in their twenties. But there’s this pervasive theme in the narrative that because he “looks older” he deserves what happens to him.
Billy looked older than seventeen so obviously he’s old enough to be physically abused by his father
Billy looked older than seventeen so obviously he’s fair play for Karen Wheeler
Billy looked older than eighteen so obviously he was old enough to die so that an entire town could live
Idk, it’s just something I picked up when I thought about the story of Stranger Things again and I wonder if Dacre intentionally threaded those narratives in through the way he played Billy. We know he’s introspective enough about his characters to do that.
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'IT'LL ALL WORK OUT'
Disclaimer: I'm honestly not a fan of Susan, but I thought this fic idea was cute!
Paring: Harringrove.
When Neil married Susan, he was against Susan adopting Billy, claiming the boy's real mother couldn't bother to be tasked with raising him, so no one should ever burden themselves with such a thing.
Susan, surprisingly, was firm in wanting to pick up the slack Billy's mother left in her wake, eventually Neil relented, and the adoption process was underway.
It's been four years, and a move to Hawkins, Indiana since Billy legally became Susan's child, something Max was displeased with initially, quickly became a comfort to her when she discovered what Neil did to his son. It had shaken her to her core, and when she relayed the information to her mother, the woman simply pulled her into a hug and murmured, "I know, baby. It'll all work out."
Max didn't know what that meant, or if she should trust her mom. But, she silently nodded, she had no real options here. She had to wait for the future.
The future as it turns out, was just three months later; Neil had laid into Billy with more fervor than usual, and when Susan made to step in, her husband struck her.
It hadn't detoured the red-haired woman, she continued her self-appointed task of checking on Billy, who was staring up at her with a look she's never seen on his face, a look no seventeen should ever wear.
She gave him a small, comforting smile, just as Neil got a fist full of otherwise pristine hair; his freehand raising to strike once more.
The action worked quickly in pulling Billy from his Susan induced trance with a start, his body moving faster than his brain as he lunged at his father, swiftly knocking the man to the ground.
For years, Neil's abuse had only ever been turned towards his son, and in truth he was grateful; because Billy doesn't know what he would do if it was ever Max on the receiving end. She was a child, she was his shitty little sister. Max, who brought him the stupidest (best) hoodies he owns, the fabric softer than any he had previously. Max, who despite hating Billy in the beginning, now comes to his room when she has a nightmare or generally needs comforting from someone other than her mother. She's the only person to hug him since the day his mom took off.
His sister who despite everything, tries so hard to show Billy someone loves him. She loves him.
Susan had tried to comfort him, but Billy always brushed her off. She never seemed to take it personally for some reason. Maybe because she knew he was afraid of what would happen if Neil even suspected Billy felt safe in their home.
The knowledge that Neil could hurt Susan was always present in Billy's mind, but he often wrote off his concern with a scoff. She knew what she married, she knew what he was like. It was her problem, not his.
However, seeing Neil actually hit Susan had set something off in Billy, because while she may have never defended or stood up for him as she had today; she still made sure he was properly tended to after encounters with his father.
If Neil sent him to bed sans dinner, locking him in his bedroom for however long, she would have Max sneak him a sandwich, Max was always more than happy to take said food.
The times when Neil kicked Billy out intent on making the boy sleep in his car, Susan always snuck a bag of snacks, blankets, and whatever else, into the bushes by their house for him to grab. Despite always going to Steve's and sleeping in the boy's guestroom on those nights, it still showed she was trying.
If Billy was bed ridden after his father caved his chest in, a few too many times, she would come into his room, soothe his pain with hushed words and gentle touches. Billy was usually too tired and in too much pain to reject her warm hands and kind fingers working through his curls after she'd patched him up.
Seeing Susan cradle her cheek, seeing Max sob at the display, finally gave Billy the nerve to stand up to Neil.
He doesn't really remember much after straddling his father, his fists flying rapidly, their intended destination Neil's face, but he does remember Susan scrambling to call 911. Remembers her soft words of assurance that Neil was down.
He remembers Max's look of relief as their eyes met.
He still feels the phantom hold as Susan tugs him from his place over his dad's limp frame. Can vaguely recall the frightening seconds he thought he killed his father before the man was gasping awake, his eyes widened with fear as they landed on Billy. He was actually afraid of Billy.
Everything beyond that was a blur, Billy doesn't really know what was said, or done. He just knows Neil was in police custody, something that would've left Billy parentless, if not for Susan having adopted him all those years ago.
Especially since his own mother had taken off when he was barely five, and relinquished her rights as a parent in the same breath she'd divorced his father.
He always wondered why he wasn't enough. For his mother or Neil.
When Hopper came by to ask if they wanted to press charges, both Billy and Susan agreed easily. It was the most gratifying decision Billy has ever made in regards to his father and the abuse he's endured at his hands for years.
Billy and Steve started officially seeing each other a few weeks after Neil's trial ended. Hopper saw to it that his father was hit with the max sentence for child abuse, and domestic violence. Both Max and Billy would be well into adulthood when Neil gets released, something that made the decision to be with Steve all that sweeter.
He hadn't wanted to come out to Susan, the lingering fear that she would object to her newly seventeen year old son being with a guy was too prevalent.
Though, technically, he didn't come out to her, she came to him one morning with her hand on her hip and a warm smile on her lips demanding he "bring his 'Pretty Boy' to dinner."
Billy wanted to be upset that she'd found out, but he was far too humiliated that it was his own fault she'd figured it out. Apparently calling Steve 'Pretty Boy' like it was going out of style, was a dead giveaway for the woman.
Much to Billy and Max's (dis)pleasure, Susan and Steve got along easily.
On Billy's eighteenth birthday, Max had barged into his bedroom, shrieking in horror when she was met with an eyeful of her brother and Steve in a slight state of undress, Billy had thrown a pillow in her direction, his voice rough with embarrassment as he shouted,
"Mom, tell Maxine to fucking knock!"
Both siblings froze at that, Max had a wide smile on her face, while Billy looked slightly mortified, his words echoing in his ears.
The look morphed into one of pain when Susan slipped into his room, her smile rivaling Max's with how big it was, "That's the first time you've ever called me mom…"
Billy swallowed thickly and nodded his head, though he refused to make eye contact with the woman, even when she was throwing her arms around his bare shoulders in an iron grip hug, "okay, okay, I get it! Can we maybe talk about this shit later, you know, when I'm not trying to get laid on my birthday?"
Billy wasn't actually going to have sex with Steve with both Max and Susan home, but their presence in the house definitely wasn't going to prevent Steve from watching Billy fall apart beneath him, especially not if the brunet had any say in the matter.
This had Susan reaching out to lightly slap his shoulder, a faux look of exasperation on her features,"maybe next time you or Pretty Boy over there will remember to lock the door, hm?"
With one last smile at Billy, accompanied by a wink, she then ushered Max out the room, Steve almost immediately leaping up to lock the door behind them; his face beet red when their eyes finally met.
"I'm fuckin' moving out." His tone was embarrassed, but there was no heat behind, no real threat to his words.
He wouldn't leave his sister and his mother for any reason short of them wanting him gone.
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Max hates makeup. Okay, hate is a strong word, but she's young and her stepfather (she'll be damned if she ever calls him Dad) has it in his head that every girl loves that gooey shit.
She puts on a fake smile as she opens up her Christmas present; another makeup kit. Her mother won't let her throw the growing mound of kits in her closet away for some reason. Marrying Neil changed her. Max can't quite put a finger on it, but Susan is different.
Speaking of acting different...
She feels the burn of her step-brother's intense glare searing holes into the back of her head, and whips her head around to glare right back.
It's then when she realizes that while she's still halfway through unwrapping gifts, there isn't a single one with Billy's name on it.
He huffs, pushing back his chair. "This has all been fun. Can I go now?"
Neil moves like lightning, grabbing Billy by the wrist and squeezing until he sits back down. "You will sit until your sister is done opening her gifts."
Susan looks away, eying Max as though she should do the same.
Billy mutters something under his breath.
Neil narrows his eyes in suspicion. "What was that?"
"She's not my sister." The way Billy says it holds none of the heat Max is used to. He sounds... resigned. Almost afraid.
One thing she could always count on was Billy not being scared of anything. To hear a slight tremble in his voice only makes Max grip her new skateboard tighter.
Neil slaps Billy in the face, and he just sits there, stock still.
Max suddenly wants to grip the asshole's neck until he chokes.
"Neil..." Susan starts.
Good. Mom'll speak up, right?
"It's Christmas."
Neil slaps Billy again, harder.
Billy's eyes never leave the meaty finger in his face, his bulky form shrinking before Max's eyes. He's never looked so small. So helpless.
"Did you hear your mother? You're ruining Christmas morning. Can't go one day without a screw up, isn't that right, Billy?"
Max's breath catches in her throat, her stomach lurching. Neil's words are eerily similar to what she's yelled at Billy before.
I'm gonna be sick.
Billy stares blankly at him.
Neil slams his fists on the table, spilling the orange juice all over the breakfast Billy woke up at the crack of dawn to fix.
Come to think of it, Max wasn't sure he got a wink of sleep. Yesterday he had been sent to take Max so they could pick out a tree. Susan and Neil went along for once, but they let Billy carry the tree to the car. When Max offered to help, Neil shot her down, saying it was "a boy's job".
Billy never got to voice his opinion on the tree.
"ISN'T THAT RIGHT!" Neil bellows in his face.
Susan jumps, otherwise making no movements to diffuse the situation. She refuses to look at Billy, who's sad, dead blue eyes seem to be screaming "look at me! help me!"
"Yes, sir," he replies solemnly.
Neil nods, satisfied, and starts humming "American Pie" as he turns his back on his son.
Max's dad never hit her. Did Neil hit Susan, too?
"Aren't you going to unwrap the rest of your presents, Maxine?"
Max grits her teeth into another phony smile and nods, practically vibrating with rage. She rips the holiday themed paper off each item, pretending she's ripping off Neil's flesh instead.
The sooner she finishes, the sooner Billy can go to his room, and she'll be able to breathe normally again.
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She doesn't talk to him at all throughout the rest of the day. For once, she actually wants to talk to him. But what should she say? What does anyone say?
He avoids her like the plague, and she can't blame him.
Max can't even look at Susan when she passes her on the way to her bedroom after brushing her teeth.
Why didn't you do anything?
How long has it been going on?
How could I have missed this?
She prided herself on noticing everything. They live in the same house for fuck's sake!
She pops her head in his room, and she sees something odd; Billy's puckering his lips, putting on... cherry red lipstick. Eyelash curlers are on his vanity, too, right by his hairbrush.
He wheels around and he drops it as though burned. "Dont you fucking say anything, Maxine, I swear to God-"
"I won't, I promise," she says quietly, closing the door a little. "Do you... like makeup?"
He turns white with fear. "Fuck off, Shitbird." He points a warning finger in her direction, but she isn't scared.
Now she knows two secrets about her brother. He's not so bad. Nothing like his father.
"Good night, Billy." She doesn't have the heart to curse back at him. She does, however, skip the rest of the way to her room, grinning as an idea comes to mind.
*****
Billy knocks on her door, and she looks up from her comic book. Her smile falters when she sees the ruffled collar and purple bruise on his cheek.
"They left for dinner a few minutes ago. If you want to slip out, just... make sure to come back before midnight," he says hoarsely.
"I'm not gonna go anywhere, doofus."
Does he hit you when I sneak off?
"Whatever."
Max waits until he closes the door so she can put her plan into motion. She opens her closet, and the make up kits come tumbling out.
"You okay?"
"I'm good!" she hollers back.
Shes not sure what Billy's favorite colors are, or anything really. Hopefully this will change that.
She wraps a kit including eyelash curlers in red wrapping paper as well as black, pink and blue nail polish to match the eyeshadow. Taking the four presents in her arms, she goes to Billys door, and taps twice.
"You want something to eat?" he asks gruffly.
"Yes- I mean- no." This isn't the Billy she knows. A stranger is in her house, and it's painfully awkward.
"Make up your mind, then."
"These are for you." She holds out the packages, and he blinks at her. "For fucks sake, they're not bombs!"
"Wouldnt put it past you," he grumbles.
"I... don't hate you. Merry Christmas."
He blinks again, then he breaks out of his stupor, snorting. "Did you get me coal?"
"Nope." She taps her foot impatiently, biting her lip.
"Jeez, would you quit that?" He starts gently tearing the paper off, and his mouth forms a small O.
"You wear a lot of blue, and I noticed your curlers looked shitty, so-"
Billy sniffles, furiously wiping his nose with his sleeve, eyes cartoonishly wide as they take in the gifts with childish wonder.
Max nods, and closes the door on her way out, so he can have some privacy.
She'll tell him when they come back. He's looked after her in his strange way, and now it's her turn.
He knocks on her door two minutes later mumbling something about pizza and a movie, his version of thank you. Max finds she doesn't mind that much.
Tomorrow, she'll be carrying out plan B: tell Hopper what really goes on in the Hargrove Mayfield house.
For now, she's going to take advantage of watching Die Hard and eating pizza on the couch. The company isn't so bad, either.
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The Animal Doesn’t Fall Far From the Tree (an original poem)
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Eddie: I want Billy’s dad and Nancy’s mom to die but make it look like an accident
Henry: Say less, darling
*later*
Jim: It looks like the killer snapped all the victims’ bones, crushed their eyes, and then placed a banana peel by their feet
#creelson#idk how to explain it jim that was an accident#henry creel#eddie munson#jim hopper#incorrect creelson quotes#henry x eddie#henry creel x eddie munson#harringroveera#eddie x henry#metalkiller#incorrect henry creel quotes#incorrect eddie munson#tw neil hargrove#tw karen wheeler#creelson textpost
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Harringrove x Life is Strange AU with Steve having time traveling abilities—he travels back to alternative realities upon devolving into a dreamscape nightmare.
He reunites with Billy at his trailer home, where they confront the possibility that he brought the storm into existence due to his powers by saving Billy from being shot by his father earlier a week ago.
Steve has to make a choice: rewind time and sacrifice Billy’s life to save Hawkins, or stay in the timeline and spare Billy but sacrifices the city.
#stranger things#billy hargrove#steve harrington#harringrove#life is strange au#tw neil hargrove#harringrove prompts#hellcheercaine#mine
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Imagine having beef with him he’s just a little guy. He likes fluffy curls and lying about where his sister could be so they don’t get in trouble! He should have been at the club!
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Max: So, when you and Steve eventually get married-
Billy: We're not even dating?
Max: *sigh*
Max: SO, when the two of you get married, how likely do you think it is for you to change your last name to Harrington?
Billy: Even Steve doesn't like to use Harington name. Why would I?
Max: *prolonged sigh*
Max: Yes, but have you considered how much it will annoy Neil?
Billy:
Billy: Go on...
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Everything I learned about Neil Hargrove in one scene:
He doesn't respect the boundaries of others but expects others to respect and uphold his boundaries.
The example: he yells at Billy to open his bedroom door, as opposed to Susan who just prior had knocked. Both want to talk to him, but only one respects that Billy shut his bedroom door for privacy. Example 2: He walks straight into Billy's room uninvited while Susan stays in the hall. Example 3: while speaking with Billy, Neil becomes surprised and quickly angered that Billy raised his voice. One could argue that this is a matter of manners, how one raises children etc about not raising your voice to your parents. However the main point is that thus far Neil has ignored at least three separate boundaries of Billy's and the moment Billy treads on a single boundary that Neil has... He becomes angry.
Another example Neil was late to return home, but when Billy points that out, it is considered crossing a line. Billy is the one that is flawed. But he is not allowed to point out flaws in Neil.
Neil has a sense of entitlement.
Again with the example of not feeling the need to knock at Billy's door and instead yelling and demanding he open it. So what if Neil believes I paid for the house I own it, I own the door, etc etc. Neil operates with a belief system that if he yells at Billy, Billy will open the door. If he tells Billy to "watch his sister" he'll do it. And so on. And when these high and mighty expectations aren't met. Neil takes them like a personal affront. That Billy's hurting him, making him angry, or possibly disobeying him on purpose.
Neil believes that Billy owes him his loyalty, and that as a son he should be dutiful and ask no questions. Neil believes that he is owed a lot from Billy... He demands that Billy apologize even though Susan says it's unnecessary. The apology truly isn't for her it's for Neil and what he believes he's owed.
Neil uses coercive language.
When Neil has Billy pinned to the wall he uses "we" statements. "What did we talked about?" As if to suggest that this topic is something that was mutually agreed upon rather than just told and yet again expected of Billy.
He then uses more pressured coercive language with an unspoken threat attached. That Billy will sacrifice his date night because he's instead going to prove what a good loving brother he is, "isn't that right Billy?"
Neil uses multiple forms of intimidation.
He mainly uses physical intimidation, entering Billy's room immediately. Using closed off or standoffish body language. He already doesn't believe what Billy is going to say no matter what it is. When Billy eventually does something that Neil finds worthy of biting onto and becoming fully aggressive with he then relies on full eye contact. It's like he hardly blinks compared to Billy and that he's trying to burn holes into him.
When Neil pulls away and it seems like the threat is dwindling Neil turns back and again leans into direct eye contact. He also becomes more tense locking his jaw.
Lastly, it seems that Neil's both promissory and ending notes of intimidation are yelling or otherwise raising his voice. He seems like he quite literally wants to be the one to have the last word. He wants to start scenarios with "or else" and end them with it too. The worst gut churning mic drop of all.
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Steve hadn’t even said anything to trigger it. Billy was just fragile right now.
He’d broken down into tears and just, sobbed. Rocked a little, picked at his skin a little, and just cried.
The reason why he’s in that state doesn’t click immediately, not until Steve looks at the calendar.
It’s a week to the day. That is, the day his father died last year.
As much as they both hated the man, it was hard for Billy to accept. Complicated mixes of love and longing for a real father, versus the bitterness and the fear from having been treated the way he was.
If it was up to Steve, he’d totally write the whole thing off, but it isn’t, and he understands that this is more complicated than he could begin to grasp.
So he’s there for Billy. He holds him, and kisses him, and strokes his hair and wipes his tears.
It isn’t often that he breaks down. Billy is tough, really he forces himself to be tougher than he actually is. He keeps to himself when he can. Big feelings are hard.
Every time he makes progress to peel that fear away a little more, to reveal the tender and fragile nature underneath, Steve can tell it’s healing for him.
Working him up to accepting that boys can cry, and with his partner there to support him, that sentiment includes him. Billy is more than just allowed to show his feelings, he’s encouraged to.
Maybe he doesn’t say anything verbally, but he is getting better at coming to Steve when he needs to, laying on the couch in his arms, resting his head on his shoulder while they cook together, joining him in the bath and crying into his damp chest.
Every single time, Steve will be there with his arms wide open.
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And with that, we’ve reached the end of @harringrovemovember! Thank you all for reading along, posting, or even just stopping to think of men’s mental health this month!!
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