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Hello! This is hopefully the final time I talk, and from this entire post I will do my best to be clear and out of my cheerful and friendly persona. This is, quite frankly, an itemized list of grievances in my time here that I wish to be sort out. This is not "beef". This is not "drama". I hate it when people describe problems as such when the post is about resolving issues. These are list of broken boundaries I wish would be sorted out. I am not fighting anyone. I am only stating that I wish to be treated better as an okayish writer/artist. Do not fucking attack anyone based on assumptions. I repeat: I am NOT fighting anyone. Get yourself out of that violent and unnecessary impulse and please just listen to what I have to say.
At this point I might just be on my Post-Timeskip Dimitri Arc. But anyways. I will be swearing. I don't want ANYONE giving advice. I just need you to listen and understand.
Let's start.
First point: Requests.
There's a TikTok-ification of Tumblr, it seems. And I'm not even using Tiktok to know what it is. Requests of part 2s in particular, irks me the most. But first off: I do not wish for a witch hunt. I swear to fucking lord if you do that I will block you.
This is why you'd rarely see part 2s in my masterlist. Because every time I do it, the requester does not comment. It is frustrating since if you've seen my works and not just interacting for the sillies because you think it's fun to be unhinged (Lord give me strength.), you might notice I take ample time to research, open wikis, and add lore to the story. Some writers' strength is to write poetically and make even a scene about brushing teeth feel so compelling, whereas I think my only decent skill is to come up with weird ideas and connect them. And it takes time, that's why I write oneshots with a complete plot. Fuck, it takes so much fucking time. Especially since I insist on doing things my way and drawing the headers too. So when there's radio silence, it's absolutely insulting.
But I think what insulted me the most was the time I stayed up till 5 AM to finish a request and made even the header moveable and all I get is "thanks, not what I wanted" I just. I. You didn't even pay me to do this, all I ask is idk, more words than that? I wrote 6k words and even did a colored drawing and that's it??? But I don't tell people I am insulted. I don't tell people that shit feels fucking vile. I wasn't raised to cuss people out. I grew up believing in a higher existence.
But now I'm convinced I'm not kindhearted.
I'm WEAK hearted. And I fucking hate myself.
And don't you dare tell me I'm not because when someone sent an anon ask telling me to kill myself you know how I replied??? I told them that we should talk because I'm worried that this sort of behavior will harm them one day.
Here's an old screenshot since tumblr's search system is a bit wack.
WHY THE HELL WOULD ANYONE REPLY LIKE THAT. THATS LIKE GETTING STABBED AND SAYING "DO YOU WANT THE KNIFE BACK?"
WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH ME?
WHY DO I ALWAYS LET BLATANT DISRESPECT HAPPEN TO ME WHILE I SMILE???
DO YOU UNDERSTAND NOW?
HOW MUCH OF A PUSHOVER I AM? HOW MUCH I DON'T PRIORITIZE MY OWN WELL-BEING?
THAT I NEVER TELL ANYONE WHENEVER I'M HURT BECAUSE I'M AFRAID OF HURTING THEM INSTEAD?
I don't want to be mean. I just don't. But I'm doing my best to be mean in this post because civil dialogue has not worked on my case for a while now.
I'm sorry if this hurts you.
But this is one of my many problems I've been losing sleep over so I just want to solve this one and be done with it.
Second point: complete disregard for boundaries.
I don't. Fucking know why. People send me horny shit in my ask box and I don't even answer it I just delete them immediately. I don't wanna hear about how you would tie up someone and do things to them. Maybe I'd get it as a joke and post the ones I'm almost positive are jokes but I can't read some as one. I can't. I don't even wanna explain more since I'm not sure if I'm a sex-repulsed ace just yet. I remember back then during the OCMC era of this blog I repeated like thrice that I'm ace in thirst anon asks but I still get em anyways. I do not understand this. What part of my personality makes that seem fine??? I don't get it. I don't get it at all. I'm not a rizzler. I am nothing like that.
Third point: "before you send asks, do you actually read my writings?"
This problem reached its height before that I made @faceless-ayato (now @dain-speaks) so I can categorize interactions and fics. Some people during might remember that idol au era. Or maybe not. Who knows.
It is not funny how many times close friends have told me my asks sound like people talking more about themselves and their lore and not any of my stories. Like. 80%. I'm not sure if that's Tumblr culture. Just correct me if I'm wrong.
Just something examples:
Just. Be real with me. Do not vote just to make me feel better.
Because why do I get nonsense stuff. Why the hell did I get an ask saying if I'd hold their hands while pooping? What is this? Tf is that about? Why did I get an ask about crazy room rubber duck? Am i too fucking old? I got several copy pastas of some twitter shitpost even way before the diluc theme and i don't even use twitter. I don't have a Twitter.
I think what broke me is when Navi told me whenever they look at my posts they wonder how I'm not in my villain arc yet. I thought it was just my two close irl friends who felt that way. I thought they were just a bit overprotective and over thinking thinks.
But I think it's clear I'm not actually being respected by some anons.
Most are just looking for enablers. When I open up about my own struggles, my fucking grief for losing the only person that understood me and having to hold their corpse one last time, my announcement that some of the new fics won't be dark and will have compliant readers because of my mental state. What do I get? Ansy, could've been darker.
That's the fucking reason why I made a theme poll. Because if I can't be treated like a person, I'll just give some other character the clown mask. I'm so sorry I can't fuck around anymore. Now you're finding out why.
I just doubt it so bad. It hurts how much I'm doubting that readers actually read. I feel like such a clown. What if all this time I'm proud to be a writer but people just see me as some caricature all along??? I legit can feel my heart grow heavy. I'm not okay with this. You can tell when I get an ask compliment I draw something as thanks too. That's how much I am grateful for that random drop of water. It hurts so bad. I wish I can word this better, I'm a writer damn it but it hurts. I'm fucking crying. Did people even properly read the times I neatly laid out the reasons why I'm not okay before? Do I have to be so emotional for people to understand? I laid it down on several occasions nicely, organized and definitely more professional than this.
You know my situation is fucked when only mutuals and fellow content creators are the ones who read my posts. I think this is because as a generation, this is no longer writer-reader relationships but a cold creator-consumer one.
Who am I to the rest of you grandkids? The Wendy's twitter account? Is that still a thing? What the fuck is happening. Why aren't I treated with human decency as other yandere writers? Where did I fuck up? Is it because I treat you guys as friends? Fucking tell me. Don't give me advice. Tell me where I went wrong and just that.
I will tell you my biggest fucking insecurity since childhood that I don't bring up often: I don't think I'm a "complete" human. Not some fucked up scifi unbelievable bullshit but I feel like there's always something MISSING— like it's harder for me to understand social cues than other people— like it's harder for me to process my own emotions. I won't go into details, maybe it's something undiagnosed- but that's why since day 1 I call myself a gremlin. I don't even tell you guys much about this because I want this blog to be a creative writing space where I can feel safe. But where did that led me.
So to be treated like some haha funni machine even when I'm being genuine hurts so much. It hurts. And the worst part is this is 100% my fault. And now I have to open up about this to get it to people's head.
Alright
That's all.
Here's your cup of ansy-tea.
I promise you won't hear from me more than you have to. I'll do my best to guarantee the rest of the posts are Diluc and writings.
I hope you all have a wonderful day!!! If you read this till the end, thank you. I appreciate you a ton! It means a lot to me. And genuinely please don't give me some advice. I already received plenty and finally listened to years of persuasion to just have this "villain arc". If you gave me one, I'll just assume you skimmed through everything and it'll make me feel even worse. Thanks!
Seriously. Tumblr isn't my only life. This is just one of my many problems (though it's mostly money lol). Don't make it seem like it is.
#Important#tina's cursed palace#important#if i catch a single anon#youre done.#ill find ur entire family tree
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y'all...... NOT WITCHCRAFTTTT LIKE WHO DO U EXPECT TO MEET THERE 😔😔
Koi No Yokan
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Ch-1....
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⋘ 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑎... ⋙
NAME: Y/N L/N
AGE: 15
GENDER: FEMALE
VISION: ANEMO
"Alright. This is your profile, right?" The lady at the reception asked you, her glasses glinting in the light. The office she was in was pristine. Too pristine for a school, you would say. Everything was organized and clean, hell, even the dustbin didn't feel like a dustbin. It was too clean to be a dustbin.
Miniature plants and decorations were littered around her desk. You could hear her typing away at the computer. Her fingers moved elegantly, as she pulled up some more details about you. "And... You're transferring here from [School Name], correct?" You nodded, sitting upright.
"Great." She muttered. She looked at the calendar and clicked her tongue. "Since the summer break is going on currently, we don't accept students. But... We can make an exception for you. You'll be free to attend the extra classes during summer break, to catch up on the course... " She rummaged through some documents, pulling out a neat piece of paper. "You'll be given your timetable soon. Welcome to Teyvat Academy. " She smiled, although it was devoid of any emotion.
"Thank you, I appreciate it." You smiled back awkwardly, your fingers fiddling with your vision, hanging loosely around your thigh.
"Ah, I almost forgot. You must be aware, I assume. I'll inform you, though. Teyvat academy offers 5 subjects which are compulsory, regardless of your vision. " She opened a booklet, pushing it towards you over the desk.
You grabbed the booklet, looking through it. The 5 subjects were those you have heard of. Combat training, maths, science, linguistics and of course, history. All students had to study these, regardless of whatever their vision is. But the 6th subject offers option to students. You have alchemy, sword-fighting, archery, flying (for Anemo students only), and last but not but least, witchcraft. Alright, witchcraft sounds evil.
But now, the question is, what will you, dear reader, choose? Choose carefully, now. Your choice will pave your path to... many odd individuals.
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Koi No Yokan
Special 2K event...
Ch-1....
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⋘ 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑎... ⋙
NAME: Y/N L/N
AGE: 15
GENDER: FEMALE
VISION: ANEMO
"Alright. This is your profile, right?" The lady at the reception asked you, her glasses glinting in the light. The office she was in was pristine. Too pristine for a school, you would say. Everything was organized and clean, hell, even the dustbin didn't feel like a dustbin. It was too clean to be a dustbin.
Miniature plants and decorations were littered around her desk. You could hear her typing away at the computer. Her fingers moved elegantly, as she pulled up some more details about you. "And... You're transferring here from [School Name], correct?" You nodded, sitting upright.
"Great." She muttered. She looked at the calendar and clicked her tongue. "Since the summer break is going on currently, we don't accept students. But... We can make an exception for you. You'll be free to attend the extra classes during summer break, to catch up on the course... " She rummaged through some documents, pulling out a neat piece of paper. "You'll be given your timetable soon. Welcome to Teyvat Academy. " She smiled, although it was devoid of any emotion.
"Thank you, I appreciate it." You smiled back awkwardly, your fingers fiddling with your vision, hanging loosely around your thigh.
"Ah, I almost forgot. You must be aware, I assume. I'll inform you, though. Teyvat academy offers 5 subjects which are compulsory, regardless of your vision. " She opened a booklet, pushing it towards you over the desk.
You grabbed the booklet, looking through it. The 5 subjects were those you have heard of. Combat training, maths, science, linguistics and of course, history. All students had to study these, regardless of whatever their vision is. But the 6th subject offers option to students. You have alchemy, sword-fighting, archery, flying (for Anemo students only), and last but not but least, witchcraft. Alright, witchcraft sounds evil.
But now, the question is, what will you, dear reader, choose? Choose carefully, now. Your choice will pave your path to... many odd individuals.
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SAGAU but the the reader is the ACTUAL creator
Thorny love: part 5
Previous part: part 4
a/n: am I back from the dead? I dunno, but yesterday night I felt like writing and wrote another part. so, I decided to publish it here also!
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"Yo-Your Grace... You are finally here.." Ei spoke, her eyes wide and her legs shaking a bit. It almost looked like she was gonna cry. However, her face hardened up as soon as more people started gathering around you and her. Perhaps, you were the only one to catch a glimpse of her expression. She is an Archon, she too has a reputation to uphold in Inazuma, after all. "Hello, Ei. How have you been?" You smiled at her, hand going up to ruffle her hair. Revelyn still hadn't let go of your robe, her hold on it tightened a bit.
Ei's breath hitched as soon as your hand messed with her hair. "I'm..." She tried to find the right words to express her feelings, but she couldn't. How can she explain that she felt as if a part of her had been torn from her when you left her? It felt as if...she had been plunged into never-ending despair and loneliness. She missed you, very dearly. The place where her heart should have been, felt strangely empty without your embrace, your smile, your eyes, you.
Your hand retreated soon enough, "You don't have to answer, Ei." You gently told her, sensing her inner turmoil. It hurt you to leave your creations suffering and in agony, it truly did so. But some actions are sadly enough, necessary.
Ei smiled and nodded, hand coming to hold yours when she saw another hand grasping your robe. Immediately, she looked at the culprit only to see the face of the impostor. How dare she even show her face here after all she did? The thought made her scoff. She not only deceived the Archons but even you. The nerve of some people.. And now she acts all angelic and needy when you show up? But of course, Ei won't say anything. Not in front of you.
"And who might be the coward behind you, Your Grace?" Ei gestured towards Revelyn behind you. You smiled beamingly, gently prying Revelyn from behind you. "Oh, come now, Ei, you don't remember her?" You asked her innocently, quickly realizing the jab she was throwing towards Revelyn, but brushing it off. You don't wish for an argument to start over here, of all places.
Ei stared at Revelyn for a moment, taking your hint to not taunt her. "I do, Your Grace. How could I not?"
"I'm glad to know so, " You put your hands on Revelyn's shoulder, your touch sending an electrifying shock of pleasure through her body. "Everyone misunderstood Revelyn. She's a very sweet and angelic girl. I'm sure she will fit right back in, hm?"
Revelyn stood awkwardly, clearly wanting to be anywhere but here. She decided to keep up her act of cowardice until you left. "Um.. Hi," Her meek voice spoke up, a slight tremble to it. She batted her eyelashes at Ei, smiling softly. "I'm Revelyn.. Revelyn Aniela. "
The surname struck some nostalgic feeling inside you. You had a brief feeling that perhaps you had heard this somewhere before, that perhaps someone dear to you held the same surname. Someone close to your heart, your mind, your soul- but who? Who was that? You can't recall. Aniela. Aniela. Aniela. So familiar, yet so distinct. Maybe it was simply the name of a friend long gone, you would love to give yourself this benefit of doubt, but you're not the kind of person to do that. You're the Creator for fuck's sake, if you're remembering something, then that must be because it's important! It was of significance, you wouldn't just remember a random surname, right? Right...?
You shook your head, deciding you're indeed giving yourself the benefit of the doubt because you're too old to deal with this detective stuff. Frankly enough, if you think about it more, you'll probably just get a headache. Best to leave it be, now. You'll just ask Seraphina to play detective, like always. You cleared your throat. "So, what are we waiting for? Shall we go?"
Ei nodded right away, grabbing your hand and Intertwining your fingers. "As you wish, Your Grace. "
Revelyn was left behind to catch up.
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A few days passed in Inazuma without much commotion. You spent most of the time with Ei, Revelyn of course stuck around so long as you were there. Personally, you were tired of both of them. They need to stop clinging to you like you're their mother. Ei, you understood why she clinged to you, considering she didn't see you for months on end, but Revelyn, who lived with you for like... the past month, it wasn't very understandable. Lile be for real, Revelyn. You not tired yet? Like. Girl. Stop embarrassing yourself and get some self respect and go where you're actually wanted.
So, for both your sanity and their's (Lie), you decided to leave both of them together to socialize and become the best of best friends. (Lie. You just wanted time to yourself and wanted to meet Yae Miko.) Of course, you were, for the first time, surprised to see both Ei and Revelyn unite together. Merely for the purpose of notetting you leave but hey, progress! They atleast united for a common goal, no matter how troublesome that may be for you.
Their combined forces weren't enough to deter you, in the end, you won and they were forced to talk to each other or sulk together, or maybe, a rare possibility, but have a heated make-out session. Who knows. Whatever works, works. They're on their own now and you're on your own, to meet Yae Miko and have a heated make-out session with her perhaps. It won't happen, maybe, but the thought is entertaining though. You're like, 93% certain Miko would agree if you asked. It's not like she hasn't suggested that before. Ah, enough thoughts. You're here.
"Good grace, it's such a heavy task to climb these hills to just be graced by your presence, Miko, " You let out a whine, leaning against one of thr shrine. "You should know my old bones can't hold for long-" A book was placed against your lips and a fluffy, really fluffy and soft, tail caressed your thigh sneakily. "My my, Your Divinity, you ought to know, I don't fancy you saying those words. You look very beautiful, and ravishing, might I add. " Yae Miko said, leaning in close to you with a smirk on her face.
You placed a hand on her wrist, gently removing the book. "I'm happy you think so, but might I say, you look even more delightful, " You replied back with a grin. This flirty playful banter was always your favorite thing to do in Inazuma, apart from watching Revelyn and Ei be at their throats, of course. "Oh please, Your Divinity, you flatter me. But we both know, you're the most beautiful-" You placed a finger on her lips. "Ahhh, shhh. Nothing more to speak of this topic. You can't argue with me on this, you're, of course, the most stunning woman in Inazuma, "
Miko let out an offended gasp, "Inazuma only? Is that my beauty's worth to you, Your Divinity? I'm offended, " She pouted, clearly putting up an act just for you.
"No no, my dear. I meant in whole Teyvat. It would be a crime for me to think your beauty isn't other worldly, "
And this playful banter continued on.
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On the other side, Revelyn and Ei were indeed having a heated make-out session. Not the kind you're thinking of.
"Oh, so as soon as my graceful creator leaves, you suddenly drop the act of cowardice?" Ei stared at Revelyn, a cold and unrelenting aura around her.
"Your creator...? Psssh," Revelyn let out a mocking laugh, "Please. Your words are blatantly false!" She glared at Ei, her fists clenching at her sides.
"Shut up, you witch, you casted a spell of sorts on my graceful creator, didn't you? That's why she is completely and utterly fooled by you!"
"Oh? I'll cast a spell on you too and turn you into a monkey if you don't shut up!"
You walked in with a smile. "Guys. I just had a make-out session with Miko-"
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Palestinians are not "animals."
They are not "children of darkness."
Little kids are rescuing cats and trying to comfort them when they themselves are terrified.
A doctor broke down when his father and brother came into the trauma unit.
And several of his colleagues hugged and gathered to comfort him.
Journalists are playing with babies.
Doctors are refusing to evacuate hospitals because their patients can't and refuse to leave them.
There's a little boy who gives tea to the journalists and thanks them for spreading their stories.
He's displaced at the hospital, his home is gone.
A kid was asked what he wants to be when he grows up and he said kids in Gaza don't grow up.
Kids are writing their names on their arms so they can be identified.
Momin Kireka is a Palestinian journalist who was disabled by an Israeli attack in 2008.
And despite the difficulty in moving around, he vows to continue to show the world the truth.
Awni, a young Palestinian boy has a gaming YouTube channel he loved so much.
He was killed in the bombing.
Mohammed Sami was an artist who's dream was to open an art gallery.
He was playing with the kids to raise their spirits. And the next day he was killed.
They are victims.
They are going through unimaginable horrors and still find it in their hearts to be kind.
They have hopes and dreams just like you and I.
They are people.
And they deserve to be remembered as such.
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This child in gaza is screaming:
"I wish it was a dream. Oh, mom and dad. I wish it was a dream and my mom and dad are still alive" after being rescued from underneath the rubble to find his parents killed by Israel.
Share this, we are not numbers. Let our voices be heard in hopes that this stops.
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I know tumblr will take down this sooner or later, but this is happening now in gaza now. These pictures caught by Belal Khaled, are the most haunting. Kids in gaza don't feel safe, whether at home, in a hospital, in their parent's lap, or beneath the rubble.
We are not numbers.
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Idk how fucked you have to be to say "But IsRaeL is only bombing Palestinians because they wanna target Hamas" um yes by that logic we should bomb the entire fucking school (or better yet, the entire country) everytime there's a schoolshooter.
Like you see how the cops work to get the schoolshooter and doesn't kill every other student/teacher/human in the process??????
"BuT sNow you're being uNrEASonAble. There's no way Israel can just target Hamas without killing almost all Palestinians" um stfu because yes they can.
Remember Osama Bin Laden???? Yeah, they didn't bomb the entire country of Pakistan before catching him. Did it take longer to catch him? Yes. Was it harder? YES BUT THATS WHY THEY SEND SPECIAL FORCES TO PROTECT CIVILIANS AND KILL THE TERRORIST OMG I CANT BELIEVE YALL ARE SO STUPID THAT I HAVE TO FUCKING EXPLAIN THIS
ISRAEL IS LITERALLY BOMBING HOSPITALS RN. THEY HAVE CUT OFF FUEL, INTERNET, WATER, FOOD, EVERYTHING!!!!
This is not "bomb Palestine = end Hamas", this is "bomb Palestine = because I hate Palestinians and now it's time for some ethnic cleansing because white superamacy"
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This was a long and nice journey. I met amazing people and I'm glad for that, but sometimes things have to end for the good. It was very fun and joyous while it lasted. I created this blog on a whim to make my own AU of KNY, because there wasn't enough content of them to satisfy me. I never would've imagined so many people would read my writings and enjoy them. It's also drastic how much my life has changed from back then to now. It's been 2 years I think. This was such a warm journey, I liked it. I'm sorry about all those requests I haven't completed ( and I definitely won't be doing them now either :(': )
Thank you soo much for supporting me up till now. This is goodbye; the end of this chapter. help I feel like a protagonist of some indie novel bye this is so goofy ANYWAYS BYE BYE!!!! maybe one day, I, the almighty bigfoot, shall return. But from what I know, the day is not today.
#i feel a bit sad#BUT MAN#THIS SCHOOL YEAR IS SO IMP#it decides my career 😭😭#bye bye#GOODBYE#for now#LMAOOO it'd be so funny when i would be 20 or smth and look back at this blog and think back to this goofy goodbye post#like girl aint no one gonna read allat ❗❗#but if someone does read#then wow#you couldve done smth better#but no.#ok.#bye.#byebhye
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How do you say your username?
Tin and a bin
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I just realized
you just lost the game
what game
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rant post about JJK because I've been keeping this in for too long. I don't think people realize how DEEPLY satosugu wounds me like God their realriinshoo is so sad and so heart wrenching how can Gege write something so sad and damp like I feel as if my own heart is being crushed whenever I see posts of them. I'm even scared to open Pinterest because my feed is filled with small details about them and wow it's so sad I feel like crying this isn't fair they deserved so much more like. It's so fucking sad and it's just not those two, what about Shoko? She was there all the time. With them. She deserves so much more and all of them do.
THIS IS SO SAD DONT DO THIS TO ME ILL CRY MY HEART ACTYALLY FEELS SAD HOW CAN GEGE WRITE SOMETHING LIKE THIS SOMETHING SO SAD TJEY DESERVE A HAPPY ENDING!!!
Sobbing bye I can't do this anymore im deeply wounded
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