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aabbccdd Registered: Jul '05	Date Posted: 2/21/07 4:29pm Subject: RE: What the Heart Hides. Drama. Obi-Ani., Siriwan. Ch5 posted 022107 Falling into Asajj's hand
	whoo... great chapter. loved the descriptions and obi's slow realization of where he and alpha are being kept. can't wait to read what's coming next.
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Noelie Registered: Jul '05	Date Posted: 2/21/07 5:08pm Subject: RE: What the Heart Hides. Drama. Obi-Ani., Siriwan. Ch5 posted 022107 Falling into Asajj's hand
	That was an amazing entry Valairy. It was so full of despair and bitter truth. To say "poor" Obi-Wan is to minimize, or not even state the fullness of emotion you started with and then had us go right up and end with. He is in Hell. He hears the torture of other souls. Truly Chilling. Great job -----signature----- The relationship that has been created in this unique universe is so memorable, and so beautiful. It makes the heart ache. As far as I'm concerned, it's canon.~Ratna on the Noelaverse Proud member of the UPR
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dianethx Registered: Mar '02	Date Posted: 2/21/07 5:11pm Subject: RE: What the Heart Hides. Drama. Obi-Ani., Siriwan. Ch5 posted 022107 Falling into Asajj's hand
	I had to read it a couple of time, just to savor the language. Then I read it again for the plotline. It's a beautiful thing when you can take something so horrible for Obi-Wan and turn it into something I want to read again and again. Loved this Pain…despair…depravity…the air breathed of his predecessors in that place. The place stank and his blood slowed within his veins, thick with frost and chunks of ice formed by old and unseen horrors, haunted by tormented ghosts of the past. A chill hung in the air, and it was more than the chill of cool temperatures. It was the chill of living death, of suffering without hope, of knowledge that the only peace a prisoner would find would be in the quickness of one’s death. Gorgeous language for something so terrible. Brilliant. Loved it. -----signature----- Betrayal - http://boards.theforce.net/s/b1/10935143 updated 11/2/09 jedidas3's Master Merlin - Diplomatic Immunity - http://boards.theforce.net/nswff/b10808/30459852
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Jaded_Rose Registered: Nov '06	Date Posted: 2/21/07 8:36pm Subject: RE: What the Heart Hides. Drama. Obi-Ani., Siriwan. Ch5 posted 022107 Falling into Asajj's hand
	Oh, my god, Obi-Wan! I fear for you, even though you are just words on my computer screen. I honestly am terrified of what Ventress will do to you and Alpha. Please, get back to Siri in once piece! J_Ro -----signature----- The pen is mightier than the sword, if it has been sharpened to a fine point, dipped in deadly poison and thrown from ten feet away. But really, you're better off with a sword. -America, The Book
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Luna_Nightshade Registered: Jan '06	Date Posted: 2/22/07 10:09am Subject: RE: What the Heart Hides. Drama. Obi-Ani., Siriwan. Ch5 posted 022107 Falling into Asajj's hand - Date Edited: 2/22/07 10:11am (1 edits total) Edited By: Luna_Nightshade
	Oh dear... shivers Such incredible darkness and beautiful language to describe it. I love how you made us feel as confused as Obi-Wan is by making his thoughts disconnected and shaky. And poor Alpha, too... Wonderful as always, VS--very much like the idea of shadows on the wall. You know what's going on, you're terrified, but you're not looking directly at it. Very great way to treat this. Perfectly chilling. Loved it as always! -----signature----- It’s dark now and I am very tired. I love you, always. Time is nothing.
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Ascal_Elessar Registered: Feb '04	Date Posted: 2/22/07 11:29am Subject: RE: What the Heart Hides. Drama. Obi-Ani., Siriwan. Ch5 posted 022107 Falling into Asajj's hand
	Awesome piece of writing, can't wait for the next update. Thanks for the PM. -----signature----- "HELLO THERE!" Member of the Obi-Wan Kenobi Fan Club "He's like fire and ice and rage. He's like the night and the storm and the heart of the sun. He's ancient and forever, he burns at the centre of time and he can see the turn of the universe."
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erikawr05 Registered: Jul '06	Date Posted: 2/24/07 12:46pm Subject: RE: What the Heart Hides. Drama. Obi-Ani., Siriwan. Ch5 posted 022107 Falling into Asajj's hand
	I just found this story and i absolutley love it, , keep up the good job.
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Hananiah Registered: Jan '03	Date Posted: 2/26/07 5:55am Subject: RE: What the Heart Hides. Drama. Obi-Ani., Siriwan. Ch5 posted 022107 Falling into Asajj's hand
	Oh no Obi torture, at least he isn't on his own, he has alpha. Can't wait for next post -----signature----- Buffy:"Laura Ashley is definitely back" Willow: "You think?" Buffy:"She's back and this time it's personal.You see they mated her with the home depo guy and that's how we got Martha Stewart" BTVS unaired pilot
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Valairy_Scot Registered: Sep '05	Date Posted: 2/28/07 1:00am Subject: RE: What the Heart Hides. Drama. Obi-Ani., Siriwan. Ch5 posted 022107 Falling into Asajj's hand
	Fifilla: I'm glad that Obi-Wan is still able to joke about the situation! – Always! The whole chapter was incredible good - the descriptions, the emotions... just WOW!!! – Thanks, I was all over the place on this – cutting 2 or 3 chapters apart and pasting together – I struggled to get what I wanted without jumping ahead to where I’m going. This is just the beginning…yes, it’ll get a bit more graphic but it’ll be written much like this chapter was. obsessedwithSW: What was the kissing about? Details more details! – the goodbye kiss he gave Siri in chapter 1. He’s really confused and his timeline and details are fuzzy. Earlybird-Obi-Wan: Wow they are sure in hell this time. – it’ll get a lot worse. Ventress hasn’t sunk her claws into either one yet. Just a taste of it on the ship. Veloz: You’re on the PM list. General_Kenobi_66: Wow, I just discovered this fic, and I have to be PMed! This is stunningly amazing! So in character and just like the two of them. It's amazing Thank you. JediMasterJessica: Yeah, poor Obi-Wan and Alpha, too. VaderLVR64: But I loved the post. I'm cruel that way. – Then you’ll be really pleased with later chapters. Alley_Skywalker: I do have a fave line...its probbly obvious which one it is. – uh, no, not actually unless it’s Obi-Wan asking Anakin for help. Aabbccdd: obi's slow realization of where he and alpha are being kept. can't wait to read what's coming next. – He’ll get to experience it shortly. Noelie: To say "poor" Obi-Wan is to minimize, or not even state the fullness of emotion you started with and then had us go right up and end with. He is in Hell. He -hears the torture of other souls. – I tried to remember the atmosphere in Dachau when I visited it. Anyone who has ever visited such a place will know that the very air breathes of the past. Dianethx: It's a beautiful thing when you can take something so horrible for Obi-Wan and turn it into something I want to read again and again. – That is a true compliment – thank you. J_Ro: Oh, my god, Obi-Wan! I fear for you, even though you are just words on my computer screen. I honestly am terrified of what Ventress will do to you and Alpha. – ah, you’re like me. Characters on a page/screen ARE real and you suffer right along with them. Luna: Such incredible darkness and beautiful language to describe it. I love how you made us feel as confused as Obi-Wan is by making his thoughts disconnected and shaky. And poor Alpha, too... Funny thing is, he really hasn't been put through much yet. He got a little worked over by Asajj, but she won't get her fangs into him yet - well, except for the cliffie ending of this chapter. Ascal_Elessar: Awesome piece of writing, can't wait for the next update Here you are. Erikawr05: Aw, glad you love it. Hananiah: yes, Obi-torture lies ahead. Several chapters worth unless I can make myself cut them down. Siri and Anakin will have their parts to play, but less so in these middle chapters. Note: Aidus is another character from the Dark Horse comic; he is not mine. Chapter Six. Take My Point, Kenobi? Hell, his general had told him. Alpha found it hard to reconcile the common notion of Hell with this cell, but then clones didn’t have much imagination. Compared to Jabiim, it was a dry haven with no water pouring from above, which was a pleasant change. Food was irregular, but meals were erratic during battle, too, and the slop they were given was little different other than in texture from field rations. Jabiim, though, offered cots and warm blankets to ward off the damp chill, while here there was nothing but stone floors to sit or lay on, nothing to warm their bones or cushion their heads. Hell, Alpha decided, must be what the Jedi sensed was ahead for them, for this was certainly not Hell, and no souls of the damned or tormented kept them company as far as he was aware. For now, only the clone trooper and Jedi kept company. Why they had been all but ignored, considering the trouble Asajj had gone to capture them and her delight in capturing Kenobi, eluded Alpha. She had certainly not hesitated to gloat over her captives and rough up the Jedi on the way to wherever this was. Once here and unceremoniously dumped, they had been left alone. Each time food was brought, the door would swing open and let in a shaft of light that spread out like the finger of light cast by a rising moon across a vast sea. A rough tray would be placed on the floor with a bowl of water; a foot sending the tray careening towards the captives without concern if the chained captives could even reach it. The last time, Obi-Wan’s tray had looked untouched. Either the Jedi had not been able to reach it, or had ignored it. “My apologies, Alpha. I’m afraid I’m not of much use to either of us right now.” Obi-Wan’s calm voice broke the quiet that had settled between them. He sighed and there was a rustling as if he shifted position. Alpha’s eyes focused on the sound. “I’ve tried to access the Force, to meditate, but I am having trouble; the Force is eluding me. I believe one of those pieces of metal that got me was either contaminated with something from the mud you splashed us into or perhaps it was mere happenstance that one of the wounds got infected. I alternate between sweating and feeling chilled, my head pounds – in short, I’m running a fever and seem unable to bring it down, and it is interfering with my ability to access the Force to try to free us. I must apologize, Alpha.” The words were clipped and a bit breathless, an attempt to camouflage weakness, Apha understood. He narrowed his eyes in an attempt to pierce the dim light. The Jedi was leaning against a wall for support and his eyes seemed to be closed. Each of them were bound legs together, hands together behind their backs with a length of chain constraining their movement so that all they could do was sit or stand. Neither could approach the other close enough to touch, in fact they were rather a fair distance apart so it was hard to make out the other’s face or position. Alpha looked at his own chained limbs and shook his head in wonder. “Do you expect yourself to be some kind of miracle worker, general? You human Jedi are, after all, human.” ‘Ah, our secret is revealed.” The Jedi paused, when he resumed speaking, his voice was rough as if he no longer tried to hide his weakness. “No, nor are we infallible, I’m afraid, but I should not be in such a state so early in our captivity. Were I well enough, I would hope to have the strength to find our escape and prevent us from feeling as I do now – or even worse. I do not see gentle treatment ahead for us.” “Then your padawan shall just have to arrive soon.” “Anakin. Yes. Yes, you are right. He will be on our tail and gloating over another daring rescue of his poor master, whose reputation has not yet been shattered to shreds by the number of his predicaments requiring rescue.” “Who puts you in those predicaments, sir? I believe he does, just so he can notch another rescue on his belt.” “Indeed.” A chuckle spilled into the air, before silence again fell. In the months they had served together, Alpha had developed a respect for the Jedi general he felt for few others. Kenobi was no fool. He could act quickly when required by circumstance but he never acted rashly or without thought of the consequences. He did not hesitate to order a squad or platoon onto a suicidal mission while calmly taking advantage of the diversion to wrest victory, yet all the while grieving those whose deaths lay heavy on his conscience. It was not mere safeguarding of his troops, Alpha had discovered, it was genuine regret for the waste of life. His men, clones or not, were not mere pawns to him, pieces to be sacrificed without thought for the goal of securing victory. Kenobi valued life, and mourned whenever it was lost or sacrificed. Yet, unlike some commanders, rarely was his general to be found anywhere but in the thick of battle, a whirling blur of motion that wasted no movement and allowed no quarter. The Jedi was a deadly foe to those who opposed him in battle, yet a fallen combatant was no longer his foe once disarmed. Jedi and their inconvenient ideals had gotten in the way of reducing enemy ranks several times; Alpha still remembered the Jedi’s shocked response to one comment of his: Not an enemy, Alpha, it is difficult to make one who is your enemy a friend. It is possible to do so with an opponent. No sentient is my enemy and if I ever forget that, may I die in combat that very minute. You would not grant yourself forgiveness, though you grant it to others readily? Point – considered. Then… perhaps I should leave my fate to the Force, even as I do now…. Then, at battle’s end, while weary troops rested and ate, General Kenobi always made his rounds, visiting the wounded and weary before his meal, sometimes nursing a wound or two of his own before seeing to his own rest and comfort. Ill, injured, captive, even now, the Jedi’s concern was for his companion. ** Anakin Skywalker was deeply troubled. Part of him wanted to cry, let great tears of pain and anger slid down his cheeks in rhythm with the fall of sheeting rain the other side of the tent, and to let his unleashed tears pool in the hands supporting his face as the rain pooled in depressions outside. Part of him wanted to scream in frustration and anger. I know you need me, Master. I want to come after you, but I cannot. I – cannot. Part of him wanted just to be numb. To forget everything and to no longer feel anything, so he would know peace. Other than allowing him to contact the Council with the news of Obi-Wan’s death – he still refused to acknowledge it as such, at least to himself – he had been commanded to stay in the med tent for “observation.” They all thought the pain of his supposedly severed bond had affected his mind, made him deny his master’s death, to clutch upon his delusions despite any evidence to the contrary. Granted only the freedom of the medical unit, Anakin had done as he had observed Obi-Wan do, for now the task fell to him: console the wounded. From one bedside to the other he moved, laying a hand on a shoulder or exchanging the occasional pleasantry. “Where’s the general, sir?” one clone asked, half sitting up one elbow. He was swathed in bandages, looking much like the patients in the beds nearby. The only way to distinguish one clone from another was by the wounds or bandages. When armored, standing tall and straight as they marched in or out of transports, the identical ranks had not bothered Anakin. They were troops. Here, lying in beds, craggy faces only varying by scars and relative ages, they seemed individuals – identical individuals, and it was no longer so easy to dismiss them as “just clones.” “He’s coming,” Anakin answered, spying General Norcuna coming through the doorway. The clone looked that direction and back at Anakin. “No, sir. I mean ‘the’ general.” “The general is - oh.” Anakin found that he was stammering. Obi-Wan – the clone meant Obi-Wan. He wished he knew just where he was; he would be on the way there. “He’s – General Kenobi is – he’s unable to be here now.” “Finally collapsed from overwork and too little sleep and sent you in his stead? When you see him next, sir, tell him we appreciate what he’s doing, but he’s more valuable to us awake than dead with exhaustion, so we expect him to rest once in a while, let some of you other commanders take some of the burden off his shoulders.” “I agree,” the clone in the next bed added. “We’re replaceable, but the general isn’t. His duty is to help win this war by winning battles, not by worrying about how many clones he is losing.” Uncertainty and fear for his master made the young padawan close his eyes to hide his anguish. He had no idea what to say to these wounded or how to console his own wounds. Master – hang on. They need you almost as much as I do. Hang on until I find you. ** With a groan of protest as if it, too, admitted its dislike of its environment, the cell door opened to admit Ventress and her second in command, Aidus. Physically, Aidus looked the more dangerous of the two, taller and broader than the woman following, but Aidus was merely a battle-hardened man, of average intelligence and brute power. Ventress was more imposing because of her attitude: casual and cruel. Hatred oozed from her pores and blazed from her eyes, even to such a practical figure as the clone trooper eying them both. Bald, curvaceous enough not to be mistaken for a man with full red lips, she would have been a striking woman minus the malevolent air she exuded. Without ceremony, Aidus dropped a flaming torch into a wall bracket and stood with arms crossed over his beefy chest as Asajj boldly strode in, eyes alight with anticipation. Her eyes suddenly narrowed at the sight before her; growled deep within her throat. Light and shadow mingled, flickering in and out of corners. In its light, Alpha could see his general more clearly now, covered in a faint sheen of sweat, lying half huddled in a corner and blinking as if a bright light was shining directly into his eyes. His hair wetly clung to his face; his tunics were stained, and Alpha’s concern spiked. Asajj stopped short; a boot tip prodded the prone man. A soft laugh of derision escaped her as he failed to react. “General, we’ve got company.” Alpha hoped the words reached Obi-Wan, but the Jedi merely muttered something unintelligible. “Well, already had more than you can stand, Obi-Wan? You are weak, Kenobi, as I’ve argued all along.” Ventress stood over him, open scorn in her voice. “Weak, the Jedi are weak, as you are proving, Obi-Wan.” “He’s not well,” Alpha spoke up in defense of the man. His muscles bunched with his need to stand protectively before his general, but the only defense he could offer was words. Words were not his weapon, though; they were the weapons of a man in no shape to form them. “What ails him, clone?” “Ask a healer, but I believe one of his wounds is infected and causing a fever. I take lives, I heal none. I would take yours if I could and not bat an eye.” Ventress turned from her contemplation of the Jedi to take her measure of the clone. After a moment, she nodded, pleased. “I understand men such as you. You are strong and I shall take pleasure in extricating information from you. Jedi, especially this one – they’re soft. They regret taking lives. They weep in their hearts for the dead. What he who I wish to become my master sees in him – I do not understand his fascination with Kenobi, but it will end here.” She whirled and dropped to a knee beside the shivering Jedi and lightly touched his head, pointed fingernails scratching along his sweat-dampened skin. She rolled him over with an indelicate prod of her foot and crouched beside him, running her hands over his body, stopping when a low moan interrupted her scrutiny. “I see,” she murmured to herself. “Cheat me, you will not, Kenobi. I will have my pleasure with you.” “Pull him upright,” she commanded Aidus, and the man hauled the unresisting Obi-Wan to his feet in one smooth jerk, one hand clenched on the Jedi’s shoulder as he swayed in Aidus’ grip with a slow blink of his eyes the only reaction. “I want him to suffer at my hands, not the whims of fate. He is no good to me sick.” With a wicked grin of anticipation on her face, Ventress moved behind the Jedi and threw a look at Aidus that brought an answering grin in return. “I shall enjoy this. Take this as a token of my regard, Obi-Wan.” Alpha tensed as a gurgled scream broke the air. Ventress stepped back with a triumphant smile and a knife held aloft, dripping. The Jedi’s body hit the ground with a sickening thud. -----signature----- http://boards.theforce.net/fan_fiction_resource/b10304/25405090/p3/?52 Prolific Author thread: list & links there. Muse fueled by coffee. Often AWOL despite frequent sipping. Writes on inspiration, not a schedule. 2007-2008 the quality years
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Gkilkenny Registered: Mar '04	Date Posted: 2/28/07 1:51am Subject: RE: What the Heart Hides. Drama. Obi-Ani., Siriwan. Ch6posted 022807 Bad times are a'coming
	“Pull him upright,” she commanded Aidus, and the man hauled the unresisting Obi-Wan to his feet in one smooth jerk, one hand clenched on the Jedi’s shoulder as he swayed in Aidus’ grip with a slow blink of his eyes the only reaction. “I want him to suffer at my hands, not the whims of fate. He is no good to me sick.” Oh no what is she going to do!!! With a wicked grin of anticipation on her face, Ventress moved behind the Jedi and threw a look at Aidus that brought an answering grin in return. “I shall enjoy this. Take this as a token of my regard, Obi-Wan.” Alpha tensed as a gurgled scream broke the air. Ventress stepped back with a triumphant smile and a knife held aloft, dripping. Oh she's stabbed him The Jedi’s body hit the ground with a sickening thud. Ventress your dead meat if I catch you!! Oh now I cannot wait until I find out what she did Please dont kill him I just love Cliffies -----signature----- Proud Padawan to p_stotts Peace over anger - honour over hate - Strength over fear. Links to Stories in my Bio. Obi-Wan forever.
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dianethx Registered: Mar '02	Date Posted: 2/28/07 4:09am Subject: RE: What the Heart Hides. Drama. Obi-Ani., Siriwan. Ch6posted 022807 Bad times are a'coming
	Loved that you did that scene from Alpha's POV. It gave us insight into Obi-Wan's time as a general and allowed us some distance to what he would have to go through. Loved this. In the months they had served together, Alpha had developed a respect for the Jedi general he felt for few others. Kenobi was no fool. He could act quickly when required by circumstance but he never acted rashly or without thought of the consequences. He did not hesitate to order a squad or platoon onto a suicidal mission while calmly taking advantage of the diversion to wrest victory, yet all the while grieving those whose deaths lay heavy on his conscience. It was not mere safeguarding of his troops, Alpha had discovered, it was genuine regret for the waste of life. His men, clones or not, were not mere pawns to him, pieces to be sacrificed without thought for the goal of securing victory. Kenobi valued life, and mourned whenever it was lost or sacrificed. So like Obi-Wan! Great job. I can see that it's not an AU so I believe he will survive. But at what cost? We shall see. Looking forward to more. -----signature----- Betrayal - http://boards.theforce.net/s/b1/10935143 updated 11/2/09 jedidas3's Master Merlin - Diplomatic Immunity - http://boards.theforce.net/nswff/b10808/30459852
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VaderLVR64 Title: Manager Emeritus Registered: Feb '04	Date Posted: 2/28/07 6:44am Subject: RE: What the Heart Hides. Drama. Obi-Ani., Siriwan. Ch6posted 022807 Bad times are a'coming
	Anakin Skywalker was deeply troubled. Part of him wanted to cry, let great tears of pain and anger slid down his cheeks in rhythm with the fall of sheeting rain the other side of the tent, and to let his unleashed tears pool in the hands supporting his face as the rain pooled in depressions outside. Part of him wanted to scream in frustration and anger. I know you need me, Master. I want to come after you, but I cannot. I – cannot. Part of him wanted just to be numb. To forget everything and to no longer feel anything, so he would know peace. And I must say that now you've got me REALLY worried! I have a feeling that the trouble has only started. But a great story! -----signature----- R.I.P John, Alex, Jason, and Christian Never forgotten Soldiers' Angels http://soldiersangels.org/ 2114 soldiers waiting for someone to care
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Veloz Registered: Aug '04	Date Posted: 2/28/07 8:26am Subject: RE: What the Heart Hides. Drama. Obi-Ani., Siriwan. Ch6posted 022807 Bad times are a'coming
	Oh no! ... Assaj is just evil Poor Obi Wan will suffer a heck of a lot more before someone can get to him, i'm afraid Fantastic story though, i'm totally hooked Tnx a lot for the pm -----signature----- "Hello there!" "Remember the Force will be with you..always" - Obi Wan Kenobi, ANH "Who's the more foolish...the fool or the fool who follows him?"- Obi Wan Kenobi, ANH
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earlybird-obi-wan Registered: Aug '06	Date Posted: 2/28/07 9:43am Subject: RE: What the Heart Hides. Drama. Obi-Ani., Siriwan. Ch6posted 022807 Bad times are a'coming
	What a great update. What did she do to him with that knife? -----signature----- writer and Star Wars fan FANART [link=http://boards.theforce.net/fan_art/b10020/25793899]fanart[/link] stories in my bio
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Ascal_Elessar Registered: Feb '04	Date Posted: 2/28/07 11:43am Subject: RE: What the Heart Hides. Drama. Obi-Ani., Siriwan. Ch6posted 022807 Bad times are a'coming
	Gah! Evil cliffhanger! Great update, looking forward to more. -----signature----- "HELLO THERE!" Member of the Obi-Wan Kenobi Fan Club "He's like fire and ice and rage. He's like the night and the storm and the heart of the sun. He's ancient and forever, he burns at the centre of time and he can see the turn of the universe."
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