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Food, Money, and Old People: unclefather cashier: I'm sorry it's going to be a 5 minute wait for your food old people: let me speak to your manager. This never would have happened in my day. And yet you all want the minimum wage raised. I'm going to kill you cashier: I'm sorry it's going to be a 5 minute wait for your food millennials: okay, my apologies. I apologize for the inconvenience. I'm sorry I'm here sapphic-pink-kryptonite me, walking into a store: are you guys busy? i can come back later. please don't push yourselves on my account. things happen heatherleigh02 Had a baby boomer in front of me at the Dairy Queen. She INSISTED she was a Blizzard EXPERT and there was simply NOT ENOUGH chocolate pieces in her blizzard and she wanted to complain to "whoever is in charge". She's going on and on with this teenager. The teenager is calmly explaining they make them all the same etc etc procedure etc etc. But this woman is now yelling at the teen So I walk past the woman and put money in teen's tip jar. Haven't even gotten ice cream yet. Woman looks at me. Turns back and yells some more with the teen. I put more money in the tip jar. The teen smiles at me. The woman can't think of what to say to me and stops yelling, because I'm looking at her dead in the eye like "atm is over there, I can go all night. The more you yell at her, the more money she makes." aplatonicjacuzzi Aggressive generosity to combat boomer selfishness is so punk
Food, Money, and Old People: unclefather
 cashier: I'm sorry it's going to be a 5 minute wait for your food
 old people: let me speak to your manager. This never would have
 happened in my day. And yet you all want the minimum wage raised.
 I'm going to kill you
 cashier: I'm sorry it's going to be a 5 minute wait for your food
 millennials: okay, my apologies. I apologize for the inconvenience.
 I'm sorry I'm here
 sapphic-pink-kryptonite
 me, walking into a store: are you guys busy? i can come back later.
 please don't push yourselves on my account. things happen
 heatherleigh02
 Had a baby boomer in front of me at the Dairy Queen. She
 INSISTED she was a Blizzard EXPERT and there was simply NOT
 ENOUGH chocolate pieces in her blizzard and she wanted to
 complain to "whoever is in charge". She's going on and on with this
 teenager. The teenager is calmly explaining they make them all the
 same etc etc procedure etc etc. But this woman is now yelling at the
 teen
 So I walk past the woman and put money in teen's tip jar. Haven't
 even gotten ice cream yet.
 Woman looks at me. Turns back and yells some more with the teen. I
 put more money in the tip jar.
 The teen smiles at me. The woman can't think of what to say to me
 and stops yelling, because I'm looking at her dead in the eye like
 "atm is over there, I can go all night. The more you yell at her, the
 more money she makes."
 aplatonicjacuzzi
Aggressive generosity to combat boomer selfishness is so punk

Aggressive generosity to combat boomer selfishness is so punk

Food, Money, and Old People: unclefather cashier: I'm sorry it's going to be a 5 minute wait for your food old people: let me speak to your manager. This never would have happened in my day. And yet you all want the minimum wage raised. I'm going to kill you cashier: I'm sorry it's going to be a 5 minute wait for your food millennials: okay, my apologies. I apologize for the inconvenience. I'm sorry I'm here sapphic-pink-kryptonite me, walking into a store: are you guys busy? i can come back later. please don't push yourselves on my account. things happen heatherleigh02 Had a baby boomer in front of me at the Dairy Queen. She INSISTED she was a Blizzard EXPERT and there was simply NOT ENOUGH chocolate pieces in her blizzard and she wanted to complain to "whoever is in charge". She's going on and on with this teenager. The teenager is calmly explaining they make them all the same etc etc procedure etc etc. But this woman is now yelling at the teen So I walk past the woman and put money in teen's tip jar. Haven't even gotten ice cream yet. Woman looks at me. Turns back and yells some more with the teen. I put more money in the tip jar. The teen smiles at me. The woman can't think of what to say to me and stops yelling, because I'm looking at her dead in the eye like "atm is over there, I can go all night. The more you yell at her, the more money she makes." aplatonicjacuzzi Aggressive generosity to combat boomer selfishness is so punk
Food, Money, and Old People: unclefather
 cashier: I'm sorry it's going to be a 5 minute wait for your food
 old people: let me speak to your manager. This never would have
 happened in my day. And yet you all want the minimum wage raised.
 I'm going to kill you
 cashier: I'm sorry it's going to be a 5 minute wait for your food
 millennials: okay, my apologies. I apologize for the inconvenience.
 I'm sorry I'm here
 sapphic-pink-kryptonite
 me, walking into a store: are you guys busy? i can come back later.
 please don't push yourselves on my account. things happen
 heatherleigh02
 Had a baby boomer in front of me at the Dairy Queen. She
 INSISTED she was a Blizzard EXPERT and there was simply NOT
 ENOUGH chocolate pieces in her blizzard and she wanted to
 complain to "whoever is in charge". She's going on and on with this
 teenager. The teenager is calmly explaining they make them all the
 same etc etc procedure etc etc. But this woman is now yelling at the
 teen
 So I walk past the woman and put money in teen's tip jar. Haven't
 even gotten ice cream yet.
 Woman looks at me. Turns back and yells some more with the teen. I
 put more money in the tip jar.
 The teen smiles at me. The woman can't think of what to say to me
 and stops yelling, because I'm looking at her dead in the eye like
 "atm is over there, I can go all night. The more you yell at her, the
 more money she makes."
 aplatonicjacuzzi
Aggressive generosity to combat boomer selfishness is so punk

Aggressive generosity to combat boomer selfishness is so punk

Being Alone, Crying, and Dude: thejorie: xilast-zurvifferman: thejorie: jackbecq: thejorie: 19leahjade96: thejorie: madamekagamine: thejorie: gccgrimm: thejorie: gucciballs: thejorie: peble: thejorie: My three girlfriends.And yes, they smoke weed. do they smoke weed? Yes, actually. you mean she isnt just smoking a cigarette? but a weed cigarette? It’s called a bunt…. Not weed cigarette… And yes, it is a weed bunt. They all smoke weed bunts before we kiss. (They are my girlfriends,) They don’t look like they smoke weed. Fuck You.Fuck You.Fuck You.Fuck You.Fuck You.Fuck You.Fuck You.Fuck You.Fuck You.Fuck You.Fuck You.Fuck You.I’m so angry you are so lucky my three weed smorking girlfriends are rubbing my shoulders to calm me down I’m so mad. Your “weed smoking girlfriend” has a Hello Kitty tattoo on her belly. The one in the middle. I printed out a photo of your avatar and taped it to my punching bag that I punch and I mutter your URL with every strong punch I punch you twerp…. Don’t ever Talk about Blaiz or the wicked Tat(tattoo) I drew on her ever again I Don’t wanna see you standing outside my home at 3 am holding your weird dripping brown bags ever again ok leave us alone this is the FINAL FUCKING WARNING  Well that escalated quickly…… What, was that? Hmm? Come again. *Blaiz grabs my shoulder* Come on Jory, they aren’t worth it, please. * I jerk my shoulder shaking her hand off* NO! NOOOOO!!! *starts to just pummel you with my big fucking fists. With each blow I let out a furious yell. The blows come quicker and harder and the yells get louder. I’m yelling so loud and now I’m crying. BREAKING POINT. The week was hard and I can’t take anymore. I’m opening sobbing at this point while you blood gurgle. All three of my girlfriends struggle to pull me off and they finally succeed and lead me away from the goo pile that is now your body* haha oh my god who even is this dude? someone needs some anger management classes. love how he keeps reminding us that “I HAVE THREE GIRLFRIENDS”, “THEY ALL KISS ME”, and “THEY SMOKE WEED HURRP DURR”. and let’s not forget the “Blaiz” and her “wicked tat”, or that he doesn’t “wanna see you standing outside [his] home at 3 am holding your weird dripping brown bags ever again”, and that this is “the FINAL FUCKING WARNING”. “the goo pile that is now your body” i’m dying over here, jesus please, Jory, come challenge me to a bout of internet witticsisms; i promise, it’ll be fun. *shoots you dead* Heh, idiot…*leaves with my three weed smorking girlfriends to go hold hands and kiss.* this dude playin omg  Come again? *The bar falls silent. No one dares to make a sound, as you have just said a very poor choice of words at a very dangerous time. I remain slumped over the bar, not looking back to you. One hand limply holding an almost empty bottle, the other hand cradling my head. I repeat the question, this time louder.* Come again?! *You can hear me slur the words, the sentence sounds like a real struggle for me to get out. I’m clearly intoxicated. A bead of sweat rolls down your face as you realize you might have just fucked up in a very major way. Everyone else in the bar is pretending to not notice what is going on. The bartender idly washes a mug with a cloth. His eyes are closed and he’s muttering something to himself. A handful of people hurriedly leave. One person looks back at you, a look of sorrow on their face. They almost say something, but shake their head and cast their eyes down to the floor, and leave. But not you. You stand, petrified. A quick look at me reveals I’m still  at the bar. You look to the exit, there’s still time. But there’s not, there’s not, there’s not. Your fate was sealed the moment you opened your mouth.* Mother fuck.. what did you say?! *I slowly rise from my stool and being to lumber over to you.  I look a mess. My hair is unkempt, I haven’t shaved in what looks like months, there are dark heavy bags under my eyes, my shirt is stained and has holes in it, and I’m missing a shoe. But the main thing you notice is the gun tucked into my jeans, and my massive muscle arms that look like they were made for punching. You know that song about the boots that were made for walking? Yeah, it’s like that only instead of boots it’s my muscles and instead of walking it’s punching. As I drunkenly sway over to you, you think of your family… Will they mourn you, or will they try and forget this blotch of stupidity, that their child insulted the Jory publicly, ever happened to their family? Your thoughts are cut short as I now stand face to face with you. I grab your face and pull you even closer.* Playin?! There was nothing playing… no playing you fuck. No playing… it was real.. the realest thing I’ve ever know.. felt… Love. I loved them… Blaiz…. Chas-Chas… Funk… I loved all three of em… but they…*My face is wet with tears and I’m blinking constantly in vain to hold them back.* They left me… left… *Almost instantly the sadness leaves my face and is replaced with pure anger.* Playin? Playin?! *My hand leaves your face and starts to head to what you think is the gun. You close your eyes and see God looking at you, shrugging. ‘Pft, you brought this upon yourself dude.’ He says as he waves his hands at you dismissively. But instead of the gun, my hands grab yours. Your eyes jolt open and the anger is gone from my face. There is only sadness.* Left me… * I fall to the floor and sob.*Wow, grow up. *You say before you leave the bar but are hit almost immediately from a car and are killed upon impact.*
Being Alone, Crying, and Dude: thejorie:

xilast-zurvifferman:

thejorie:

jackbecq:

thejorie:

19leahjade96:

thejorie:

madamekagamine:

thejorie:

gccgrimm:

thejorie:

gucciballs:

thejorie:

peble:

thejorie:

My three girlfriends.And yes, they smoke weed.

do they smoke weed?

Yes, actually.

you mean she isnt just smoking a cigarette? but a weed cigarette? 

It’s called a bunt…. Not weed cigarette… And yes, it is a weed bunt. They all smoke weed bunts before we kiss. (They are my girlfriends,)

They don’t look like they smoke weed.

Fuck You.Fuck You.Fuck You.Fuck You.Fuck You.Fuck You.Fuck You.Fuck You.Fuck You.Fuck You.Fuck You.Fuck You.I’m so angry you are so lucky my three weed smorking girlfriends are rubbing my shoulders to calm me down I’m so mad.

Your “weed smoking girlfriend” has a Hello Kitty tattoo on her belly. The one in the middle.

I printed out a photo of your avatar and taped it to my punching bag that I punch and I mutter your URL with every strong punch I punch you twerp…. Don’t ever Talk about Blaiz or the wicked Tat(tattoo) I drew on her ever again I Don’t wanna see you standing outside my home at 3 am holding your weird dripping brown bags ever again ok leave us alone this is the FINAL FUCKING WARNING 

Well that escalated quickly……

What, was that? Hmm? Come again. *Blaiz grabs my shoulder* Come on Jory, they aren’t worth it, please. * I jerk my shoulder shaking her hand off* NO! NOOOOO!!! *starts to just pummel you with my big fucking fists. With each blow I let out a furious yell. The blows come quicker and harder and the yells get louder. I’m yelling so loud and now I’m crying. BREAKING POINT. The week was hard and I can’t take anymore. I’m opening sobbing at this point while you blood gurgle. All three of my girlfriends struggle to pull me off and they finally succeed and lead me away from the goo pile that is now your body*

haha oh my god

who even is this dude? someone needs some anger management classes.

love how he keeps reminding us that “I HAVE THREE GIRLFRIENDS”, “THEY ALL KISS ME”, and “THEY SMOKE WEED HURRP DURR”.

and let’s not forget the “Blaiz” and her “wicked tat”, or that he doesn’t “wanna see you standing outside [his] home at 3 am holding your weird dripping brown bags ever again”, and that this is “the FINAL FUCKING WARNING”.

“the goo pile that is now your body”

i’m dying over here, jesus

please, Jory, come challenge me to a bout of internet witticsisms; i promise, it’ll be fun.

*shoots you dead* Heh, idiot…*leaves with my three weed smorking girlfriends to go hold hands and kiss.*

this dude playin omg 

Come again? *The bar falls silent. No one dares to make a sound, as you have just said a very poor choice of words at a very dangerous time. I remain slumped over the bar, not looking back to you. One hand limply holding an almost empty bottle, the other hand cradling my head. I repeat the question, this time louder.* Come again?! *You can hear me slur the words, the sentence sounds like a real struggle for me to get out. I’m clearly intoxicated. A bead of sweat rolls down your face as you realize you might have just fucked up in a very major way. Everyone else in the bar is pretending to not notice what is going on. The bartender idly washes a mug with a cloth. His eyes are closed and he’s muttering something to himself. A handful of people hurriedly leave. One person looks back at you, a look of sorrow on their face. They almost say something, but shake their head and cast their eyes down to the floor, and leave. But not you. You stand, petrified. A quick look at me reveals I’m still  at the bar. You look to the exit, there’s still time. But there’s not, there’s not, there’s not. Your fate was sealed the moment you opened your mouth.* Mother fuck.. what did you say?! *I slowly rise from my stool and being to lumber over to you.  I look a mess. My hair is unkempt, I haven’t shaved in what looks like months, there are dark heavy bags under my eyes, my shirt is stained and has holes in it, and I’m missing a shoe. But the main thing you notice is the gun tucked into my jeans, and my massive muscle arms that look like they were made for punching. You know that song about the boots that were made for walking? Yeah, it’s like that only instead of boots it’s my muscles and instead of walking it’s punching. As I drunkenly sway over to you, you think of your family… Will they mourn you, or will they try and forget this blotch of stupidity, that their child insulted the Jory publicly, ever happened to their family? Your thoughts are cut short as I now stand face to face with you. I grab your face and pull you even closer.* Playin?! There was nothing playing… no playing you fuck. No playing… it was real.. the realest thing I’ve ever know.. felt… Love. I loved them… Blaiz…. Chas-Chas… Funk… I loved all three of em… but they…*My face is wet with tears and I’m blinking constantly in vain to hold them back.* They left me… left… *Almost instantly the sadness leaves my face and is replaced with pure anger.* Playin? Playin?! *My hand leaves your face and starts to head to what you think is the gun. You close your eyes and see God looking at you, shrugging. ‘Pft, you brought this upon yourself dude.’ He says as he waves his hands at you dismissively. But instead of the gun, my hands grab yours. Your eyes jolt open and the anger is gone from my face. There is only sadness.* Left me… * I fall to the floor and sob.*Wow, grow up. *You say before you leave the bar but are hit almost immediately from a car and are killed upon impact.*

thejorie: xilast-zurvifferman: thejorie: jackbecq: thejorie: 19leahjade96: thejorie: madamekagamine: thejorie: gccgrimm: thejorie:...

Fire, Life, and Rey: FPS Players: This HUD sucks. It blocks my view. MMO Players: Group 3 Lasttegame eurrs Trial of the Crusader Peariswallow M6pd Presgnce Concentrationura Devotion Aura Ebon Champion Fel Intelligence V Fire Resistance VI Fire Resistance Aura V Herofc nce Lender of the Pae n prng Vill Moonin Aura Retribution Aura Vi Stonestn Strength of Earth VII Totem ofrath Tree of Life Windfury Totem Wrath of Air Totem Gift of the Wild IV lask of Lndiless Rage 56:33 Prayer of Spint Ill Prayer of fortitude IV 55:4S Well F Greate ther Portal CD Greate Infernal Eruptidn CD aresali 80 20 39977/39977 100% 85/100 as 18.0M/20.2M 89 % 4258/4258 25791/25791 100 % 00% 29% Bos 28/130 28 Demon ADility is not readly yet. Ability is rioteady yet. Abjlity is not ready ye Apackanu 80 rey 899 FO53 30791/30791 100 % 63 63/100 (Killing Machine) Frost Presence ready!] 898 919 27157/27157 100 % 26/100 58:05 26 55 44 Peariswauow 46.0 Jemantng I:50 Zi Chtir ef Pet 208 creates a Nether Potal 23650/23650 100% The Apocaleir T:16 19824/24786 79 % Lord Jaraxxus Legion Flame CD 10.7 4Z0306biterate) 2721 (4dor fretit02 resisted) 4617(Frost Strike) (379 resiste 2730(Frost Strike) resisted)ook t985lawTh Ret 498 174(Clancing) Pet 4433 Pet 484 Miss (292) n3 bi9:31 508 SO26784/26784 100% 1/100 Mky Cham r he Dead Gheula atsMinlne e of tre Nap anuse Co Biiu 31 Graup 4 Graup 5 DayeooX SaaditlusX 171.6k [100 %] 5715 Lroo A738 100% 00 100 o0s atrpt aly [78 % ) 1[75 % ) 12U.170 % 118.4k [68 % 109.7k [63%] 56.5k 132 %] Slayerckmy Antema v Corvan Omue kyu 7 00% o0% Auroralaity Lanierzlok 7Ftost. (2 100% 100 ou, 2 5560 Zhulllan Bravex ha ne T00 100% 100% 100% 100% Apackanuts 3606 MorionaX Redingle Fx. 2524 Anthlimas Rithum Lod llostthegame Viale Zor Frost) (I resisted) 89 100 OOR o0% o0 Kraydos 8hetanxstthouettes T00% for 306 Edas DPS Kdeptüla 1.Apackanuts 00% 1op% o0% op To0 laraxxus 89 Tor 216 Physical. 02 Army of the Dead Ghoul's melee swing hits Lord Jaraxxus for 208 Physical. 10881.1 TO0% 100 18033791/20220250] 125791/257911 2 Brayex 7256.2 424258 3. Mkyu 7051.2 4. Corvan 6853.1 Lord Jaraxxus 2 Demon Paladin Comba Boss 10 6131.8 5. Vlaie 19:01 Kdeptula:80] says: interrupt used 19:02 <Lord Jaraxxus Legion Flame on Omile 19:02] <Lord Jaraxxus Nether Power on Jaraxxus! Dispel Now! 19:021 Shoxane hes Incinerate Flesh! Heal her! 119:02| Lard Jaraxxus yells: FLESH FROM BONE! 19:02 Kdeptula:80] says: interrupt used 19:02 Lord Jaraxxus creates a Nether Portal! 19:02 Lard Jaraxxus yells: Come forth, sister! Your master calls! 19:02 Kdeptula:80] says: interrupt used 6. Sihouettes 7. Ulostthegame 5919.2 57S7.0 8. Slayerckm 5569.2 Pearlswallow 100% 9. Aurorafaith 5069.2 10. Davcook 4621.8 Deathweave Bag (F9) sno Soulbound 12 Slot Bag ItemLevel: 35 pulli OGM MOA TRIF... 4 56 MOunt (8) I miss Dead Space
Fire, Life, and Rey: FPS Players: This HUD sucks. It blocks my view.
 MMO Players:
 Group 3
 Lasttegame
 eurrs
 Trial of the Crusader
 Peariswallow
 M6pd Presgnce
 Concentrationura
 Devotion Aura
 Ebon Champion
 Fel Intelligence V
 Fire Resistance VI
 Fire Resistance Aura V
 Herofc nce
 Lender of the Pae
 n prng Vill
 Moonin Aura
 Retribution Aura Vi
 Stonestn
 Strength of Earth VII
 Totem ofrath
 Tree of Life
 Windfury Totem
 Wrath of Air Totem
 Gift of the Wild IV
 lask of Lndiless Rage 56:33
 Prayer of Spint Ill
 Prayer of fortitude IV 55:4S
 Well F
 Greate ther Portal CD
 Greate Infernal Eruptidn CD
 aresali
 80
 20 39977/39977 100%
 85/100 as
 18.0M/20.2M 89 %
 4258/4258
 25791/25791 100 %
 00%
 29%
 Bos
 28/130
 28
 Demon
 ADility is not readly yet.
 Ability is rioteady yet.
 Abjlity is not ready ye
 Apackanu
 80
 rey
 899
 FO53
 30791/30791 100 %
 63
 63/100
 (Killing Machine)
 Frost Presence ready!]
 898
 919
 27157/27157 100 %
 26/100
 58:05
 26
 55 44
 Peariswauow
 46.0
 Jemantng
 I:50
 Zi Chtir ef
 Pet 208
 creates a Nether Potal
 23650/23650 100%
 The Apocaleir
 T:16
 19824/24786 79 %
 Lord Jaraxxus
 Legion Flame CD
 10.7
 4Z0306biterate)
 2721 (4dor fretit02 resisted)
 4617(Frost Strike) (379 resiste
 2730(Frost Strike) resisted)ook
 t985lawTh
 Ret 498 174(Clancing)
 Pet 4433
 Pet 484
 Miss (292) n3
 bi9:31
 508
 SO26784/26784 100%
 1/100
 Mky Cham
 r he Dead Gheula
 atsMinlne
 e of tre Nap anuse
 Co Biiu
 31
 Graup 4
 Graup 5
 DayeooX
 SaaditlusX
 171.6k [100 %]
 5715
 Lroo
 A738
 100%
 00
 100
 o0s
 atrpt
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 [78 % )
 1[75 % )
 12U.170 %
 118.4k [68 %
 109.7k [63%]
 56.5k 132 %]
 Slayerckmy
 Antema v
 Corvan
 Omue
 kyu
 7
 00% o0%
 Auroralaity Lanierzlok 7Ftost. (2
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 100
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 5560
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 Bravex
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 T00 100%
 100%
 100%
 100%
 Apackanuts
 3606
 MorionaX Redingle
 Fx.
 2524
 Anthlimas
 Rithum Lod
 llostthegame
 Viale
 Zor Frost) (I resisted)
 89 100 OOR o0% o0
 Kraydos 8hetanxstthouettes
 T00%
 for 306
 Edas
 DPS
 Kdeptüla
 1.Apackanuts
 00% 1op% o0% op To0 laraxxus 89
 Tor 216 Physical.
 02 Army of the Dead Ghoul's melee swing hits Lord Jaraxxus
 for 208 Physical.
 10881.1
 TO0%
 100
 18033791/20220250] 125791/257911
 2 Brayex
 7256.2
 424258
 3. Mkyu
 7051.2
 4. Corvan
 6853.1
 Lord Jaraxxus
 2 Demon Paladin Comba Boss
 10
 6131.8
 5. Vlaie
 19:01 Kdeptula:80] says: interrupt used
 19:02 <Lord Jaraxxus Legion Flame on Omile
 19:02] <Lord Jaraxxus Nether Power on Jaraxxus! Dispel Now!
 19:021 Shoxane hes Incinerate Flesh! Heal her!
 119:02| Lard Jaraxxus yells: FLESH FROM BONE!
 19:02 Kdeptula:80] says: interrupt used
 19:02 Lord Jaraxxus creates a Nether Portal!
 19:02 Lard Jaraxxus yells: Come forth, sister! Your master calls!
 19:02 Kdeptula:80] says: interrupt used
 6. Sihouettes
 7. Ulostthegame
 5919.2
 57S7.0
 8. Slayerckm
 5569.2
 Pearlswallow
 100%
 9. Aurorafaith
 5069.2
 10. Davcook
 4621.8
 Deathweave Bag (F9)
 sno
 Soulbound
 12 Slot Bag
 ItemLevel: 35
 pulli OGM MOA TRIF...
 4
 56
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 (8)
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