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Living and Dying in 5/4 Time


 In A Dangerous Mood
 



    Those of you who've read much of my blog pretty much know some of my posts are long on erotic. I love to explore the magic of sexuality on many different levels and I love to blend elements of reality and fantasy into stories I write.
    During the almost two years I've been navigating the Stream I've discovered parts of me I'd almost forgotten exist. And I found some fond memories that had layed dormant in the back of my mind for a very long time.
    Now here it is, my favorite time of day, (late in the night for those of you who live a day schedule.) My work at the foundry ends somewhere around the midnight hour or a little before, depending on the day and I'm mostly unwound and feeling mellow by early morning. It's that magical time of day when I can just let my thoughts and dreams and hopes and desires run free. It's a time when I can let my memories flow like warm, sweet syrup and capture some of them in words that sometimes become the posts I make.
    With a lot of support and encouragement from my beloved Mrs. Morgan I've become more comfortable sharing some of the me inside of me with my Streamer friends. Sometimes what we perceive of those we encounter on the Stream's different than how we are in real time.
    Some bloggers prefer to remain somewhat anonymous or at least create something of a virtual version of themselves. I love how it all works and I'm often fascinated by how the process comes together. That said, I've chosen to do it a little differently. I spent a good part of my life protecting the me inside of me. I valued my privacy and I was sometimes perceived as being a bit cold and distant. I had many acquaintances, but not a lot of good friends.
    Over time I decided to unwind the layers that protected the inner me from the world I inhabit and unleash the inner me. It's been a fascinating and intriguing experience. Sometimes I find myself wishing those I meet along the way would do the same, but I do understand that everyone has their own comfort zone. Some like to venture out of it, some prefer not to and I respect that choice.
    For those adventurous souls that want to go exploring with me, here are some questions that pique my curiousity from time to time. I'll include my own answers and if you'd like to add to the conversation, please do!

1> You meet someone new. The chemistry between you is incredible. Do you act on your impulses and get intimate immediately, or wait and get to know them better?

    Despite the fact that I have an extremely passionate temperment I prefer to wait. It's not that I'm overly shy, I just prefer to know my lover before I make love. I want to have a sense of what brings her pleasure and what her temperment is. I am far more interested in pleasing my lover than being pleased.

2> What physically attracts you to another?

    For me it's these in this order: Eyes, mouth, legs.

3> When in a physical relationship do you prefer being dominant or submissive?

    Actually I like being both, but not necessarily at the same time. Mixing dominance and submissiveness , allowing each of us to explore the pleasure of being one and then the other depending on our moods at the moment is ideal for me.

4> Do you prefer lots of foreplay or do you find endless foreplay just too damn frustrating to handle?

    If there is such a thing as too much foreplay I haven't discovered it yet.

5> Which is a bigger turn-on for you, what you see or what you hear?

    Good gawd! This is nearly impossible for me to answer. The visual aspects of intimacy are really important to me. Mirrors on the ceiling definitely turn my crank! But then what I hear is also incredibly delightful as well. Actually all my senses function equally when I'm being intimate and it's extremely difficult to choose a favorite.

6> Do you fantasize when you're making love?

    I do to a point, but only if what I'm fantasizing about involves my lover.

7> Do you like to do some role playing when you're making love?

    For me role playing doesn't work at all. I'm all about being spontaneous and prefer to let the mood dictate how I interact with my lover.

8> Does sexy attire add to the moment for you, or do you prefer to just get nude and get it on?

    Sexy attire definitely gets me in the mood and quickly, but it depends on the attire. Frilly lingerie's more of a turn-off than a turn-on for me, but a thong or bikini briefs drive me crazy. (And yes, Mrs Morgan's explained in vivid detail just how uncomfortable a thong can be to wear.) The good news is, whatever she's wearing rarely stays on long!

    Okay, that's enough sexual exploration for tonight. I've got some real-time exploration planned for just about now. Yes, I did say I was in a dangerous mood and Mrs Morgan's giving me one of her delightfully wicked smiles.
Posted by Captain Morgan at 5:39 AM - 12 Comments   Add a Comment  
 

 Brain Patterns
 

Your Brain's Pattern
Your mind is a firestorm - full of intensity and drama.
Your thoughts may seem scattered to you most of the time...
But they often seem strong and passionate to those around you.
You are a natural influencer. The thoughts you share are very powerful and persuading.
What Pattern Is Your Brain?
Scattered thoughts indeed! There ain't no breakman on the train runnin' through my head. My thoughts are sort've like a bag of marbles with a hole in the bottom. I never know what's gonna fall out and it's usually different marbles every time. It's not a bad thing though, 'cause every day's a new adventure. So how 'bout you? What pattern's YOUR brain??
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 A Different Way Of Think'n
 

Your Dominant Thinking Style: Exploring
You thrive on the unknown and unpredictable. Novelty is your middle name.
You are a challenger. You tend to challenge common assumptions and beliefs.

An expert inventor and problem solver, you approach everything from new angles.
You show people how to question their models of the world.
What's Your Thinking Style?

Seems to me that the way each of us thinks is like our personalities. No one's quite like another and it's the same with our thinking styles. I'm perpetually fascinated by how those I meet think and what they discover when they do. There's no right way and wrong way, just legitimate differences that we all learn from. And so I ask: What's your thinking style?
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 A Special Kind Of Karma
 



    “Jeez girl! You’re gonna pace a hole in the god damn floor if you keep goin’!” Bridgette grinned at Shilo. “You’re start’n to make me nervous!”
    Shilo grinned wickedly. “I’m not nervous, just ready. REAL ready.”
    The sounds of the raucous crowd penetrated the dressing room walls as the evening’s show got underway. Several bouts occurred in rapid succession. Unable to remain in the dressing room, Bridgette and Shilo slipped into the hallway and watched the last of the prelimary matches conclude. Cammie and Christi battled from one side of the ring to the other and the crowd was on their feet, cheering their favorites. Christi smiled proudly as her hand was raised in victory. The house lights brightened, signalling the start of intermission and lines began to form at the concession stands. Shilo and Bridgette returned to their dressing room, anxiously awaiting their turn in the ring.The evening passed rapidly and at last they heard a familiar voice at the door. “You’re up ladies!”
    Music blasted through the arena as Shilo and Bridgette made their way through the crowd of fans clamoring for autographs. They slowly ascended the stairs, waving to the crowd as they entered the ring. Katrina and Velvet stood in their corner staring intently at their opponents. The prematch interaction between contestants was an important part of the show, intended to ratchet up the level of excitement and it was working perfectly. The ring announcer entered the ring holding a microphone and made the introductions. Fans from all across the arena shouted and applauded as their favorite wrestlers were presented. With the referee’s instructions completed, the bell sounded and the bout got underway.
     Shilo warily circled her adversary and with a swift and sudden lunge, threw Velvet to the canvas. She stepped back, a taunting grin on her face. Velvet sprang to her feet and lunged at Shilo. With a deft move, Shilo trapped Velvet in a headlock and dragged her to the corner where Bridgette anxiously awaited. A tag brought Bridgette into the ring. Shilo slammed Velvet with a blistering knee lift that sent her crashing to the mat. Bridgette pounced on her and took conrol with a painful arm hold. Bridgette shifted her weight and as Velvet tried to roll free, found herself trapped in a hammerlock. Bridgette added to Velvet’s discomfort by pulling her hair, drawing a warning from the referee. Both women leaped to their feet and lunged at each again. Velvet grabbed Bridgette’s arm and threw her into the corner, followed by a flying mare that landed Bridgette on the mat with a resounding thud. The match see-sawed from one side of the ring to the other before Velvet finally tagged Katrina. Bridgette caught Katrina in a standing headlock and dragged her to the corner where she tagged Shilo, continuing to hold Katrina by the hair. Katrina gasped as Shilo caught her in an arm bar and forced her to her knees. She struggled and finally managed to escape, scrambling to her feet
    The fans screamed encouragement as the bout raged on. At one point all four women were in the ring at once and it was nearly impossible for the referee to restore order. Velvet grudgingly returned to her corner and Bridgette ducked under the ropes.
    The heat of the ring lights and the extreme exertion left all four combatants dripping with sweat. Shilo managed to trap Velvet in a crushing scissor hold and it appeared her victim would have no choice but to submit. Velvet managed to get one foot on the ring rope and Shilo was forced to break the hold. She rolled to her feet and tagged her partner. Bridgette leaped into the ring and took up where Shilo left off. She used every hold she knew to weaken Velvet even more, eventually clamping her securely in a combination of body scissors and chin lock. Katrina screamed words of encouragement to her partner, but it was no use. Velvet was finished and waved her arms in submission. The arena reverberated with the sounds of the crowd as they cheered and applauded.
    After a brief rest period, Bridgette returned to the ring, stalkng Katrina like a jungle cat after it’s prey. Katrina was ready for Bridgette’s attack and seized control as she punished Bridgette with a painful series of holds. Unable to defend herself from Katrina’s merciless attack, Bridgette found herself caught in a surfboard hold, her head bent back and her arms trapped. Escape proved impossible and she screamed in submission. Katrina leaped to her feet and grinned wickedly at Shilo. “You’re next!”
    Another brief rest period followed and the bell sounded, signalling the start of the final fall. Shilo’s face mirrored her intensity as she charged at her opponent. Katrina met the charge and the women locked themselves in a test of strength, muscles straining as each stuggled to gain the upper hand. Using a perfectly executed leg trip take down, Katrina sent Shilo sprawling to the mat. She leaped on her opponent and Shilo found herself trapped in a painful position. Katrina repeatedly urged her to submit and Shilo’s response was immediate. “No! No! Never!”
    She shook her head emphatically as she struggled to free herself. Minutes passed and it seemed Shilo wouldn’t be able to withstand the incredible punishment she was enduring, but much to Katrina’s surprise she managed to work herself free. The women locked arms once again and fought their way across the ring. Shilo found herself trapped in Katrina’s grasp once again. Landing hard on the canvas, Shilo pushed Katrina’s head back within range of her legs and clamped on a withering headscissor. It was an extremely effective hold that Shilo had used to finish many opponents and it appeared Katrina would meet the same fate. She thrashed and struggled, but to no avail. Shilo followed her every move, increasing the pressure on her hold mercilessly. Katrina’s body began to go limp and Shilo knew she was finished. Close to unconscious, Katrina waved her hand in submission and Shilo rolled to her knees, too exhausted to stand.
    The crowd erupted in a roar of approval as she slowly staggered to her feet and reached down to give Katrina a hand up. The women hugged each other and exchanged congratulations as the referee raised Shilo’s arm in victory.
    The arena was empty when Shilo and Bridgette appeared in the hallway, exhaustion showing in their eyes. Katrina and Velvet met them and they walked out into the night air together, Shilo drawing in a deep breath. “That was one hell of a match! You two did damn good. I think I lost count of how many times you had me close to submitting.”
    Katrina grinned. “Well, you covered it real well girl! I was running out of holds to use and when you caught me in that scissor hold I KNEW I was in trouble!”
    Dillon and Andy walked out the door and joined them. “That was damn fine wrestling! You guys were beyond fantastic!” Dillon smiled proudly. “C’mon. Let’s go on down to the Cellar. Drinks are on me!”
    The Cellar Bar was crowded and the band was playing loudly enough to be heard out in the street. Dillon, Shilo and their entourage entered and filled several tables. Within minutes they were laughing and joking, celebrating another successful show. Katrina glanced at Velvet and smiled mysteriously. “Shall we tell them?”
    Velvet nodded. “This’d prob’ly be as good a time as any. Go ahead and give ‘em the news.”
    A quizzical expression appeared on Dillon’s face as he glanced at Shilo. “You know anything about this?”
    Shilo shook her head. “Not me! I’m as curious as you are. So what’s up?”
    Katrina smiled. “Velvet’n me are gonna headline some shows in Vegas next month. That is, we are if Dillon doesn’t mind cutting us loose from our contracts.”
    “Congratulations! You two deserve a shot at Vegas. All I ask is just remember us here at the NAWWA and promise you’ll come back for more shows later on.”
    A voice from behind Dillon interjected. “I’d like to think I had a little something to do with all this good fortune.”
    Dillon turned to see Andrew standing behind his chair grinning from ear to ear. “I might’ve known! C’mon! Sit on down and join us!”
    Andrew pulled up a chair and squeezed in next to Bridgette. “Congratulations on an excellent show, by the way. You all were amazing.” Though he was speaking to the entire group, Andrew’s eyes were fixed on Bridgette. She smiled coyly as she wriggled slightly in her chair.
    “Aw jeez, you two! Am I gonna have to buy you a motel room?”
    Andrew smiled. “That’s not necessary, but I do appreciate the offer. We’re just happy to see each other again.”
    “Uh huh! I know horny when I see it!”
    Shilo giggled. “Really? Well, then let’s go home.I want to test your perception!”
    Andrew glanced across the table. “Oh! There is something I should warn you two about before you go home.”
    “And that is . . . .?” Dillon’s question hung in the air.
    “There’s something of a surprise waiting for you.”
    Shilo grinned. “Good! I love surprises.”
    “This is, shall we say . . . uh . . . . a rather unusual surprise.”
    Dillon squinted. “Unusual? Just HOW unusual?”
    “I’ll leave that for you to judge, but I assume it will be quite pleasurable for you both.”
    “H’mmm. I’m all atwitter with excitement!” Dillon smiled wryly.
    “I’m sure you will be. Quite sure, actually.”
    Shilo smiled. “I just love a mystery. Let’s go find out what our surprise is!”
    Dillon and Shilo spent the time driving home discussing Andrew’s surprise. He had a delightfully mysterious way about him and they had no idea what to expect. As they walked into their apartment they saw a woman sitting in the darkness, sipping coffee as she sat on the couch by the window. Much to their surprise it was Brandy. Dillon looked around the apartment, expecting to see Vincent. “Wow! This is a surprise!” Shilo exclaimed. “Where’s Vincent?”
    Brandy smiled. “Vincent had some pressing business to take care of, so I came alone. I hope you don’t mind?”
    Dillon shook his head. “Not at all. We’re glad to see ya!”
    They sat talking, Dillon and Shilo sharing the events of the evening’s show with Brandy. Nearly an hour passed and Brandy stood up. “If you’ll excuse me for a minute I’ll be right back.” She disappeared into the bathroom, reappearing moments later wearing nothing but a thong and a deep tan.
    Dillon’s  eyes widened. “Wow! You do know how to get our attention!”
    Brandy smiled wickedly. “Actually I’d like to get a lot more than just your attention. That is, if you approve Shilo?”
    “I, uh, well . . . this does rate as a definite surprise, that’s for sure. We’ve never had a threesome with a spirit before, but yes! Let’s do!”
    They hurried to the bedroom, a trail of clothing left behind. Dillon stopped short as he reached the bed. “I assume Vincent knows about this?”
    Brandy smiled reassuringly. “He does. He was hoping to be here.”
    Dillon sat on the bed smiling at the identical looking women standing in front of him. “I’m starting to feel REAL inadequate. It’s all I can do to keep up with Shilo. Now TWO of you? Sheesh!”
    Brandy grinned. “A little nervous, are you?”
    “Well . . .yes! A little. Or a lot! Damn!”
    Shilo pushed him onto his back and scrambled on top of him grinning wickedly. “We’ll be careful not to damage your ego!” She leaned forward, dangling her luscious breasts in his face. Dillon’s eager mouth captured her nipples, nibbling and sucking first one and then the other. He could feel Brandy’s hands caressing his inner thighs as she slowly worked her way up to his pulsing erection. Her fingers closed around his cock and she slowly stroked, watching as his hips began to undulate.
    Shilo slid slowly forward, positioning herself with her moist, clean-shaven muff near his face. Dillon reached up and gripped Shilo’s tits, one in each hand, roughly massaging them. Brandy leaned down and captured his pulsing cock in her mouth, letting her tongue dance up and down the length of his throbbing shaft. Shilo pressed her steamy snatch on his face, feeling the fire of Dillon’s tongue penetrating her. She wrapped her fingers in his hair and pulled his mouth tighter to her.
    Brandy continued, slowly working her way to the head of Dillon’s cock, teasing him with her tongue, listening to his muffled gasps and groans. His hips were pumping wildly as she continued to torture and tease him, watching as Shilo moaned with pleasure. She could feel Dillon nearing release and wrapped her fingers around the base of his cock, choking the flow of love juice. Brandy slowly worked her way into position and lowered her steamy snatch on to his cock, her pussy swallowing the entire length of him. Dillon could feel the muscles in the walls of her love canal squeezing his fiery cock and he writhed and thrashed uncontrollably, thrusting himself deeper into her. Brandy gasped and shrieked as pleasurable sensations shot through her body.
    Dillon’s lips and tongue continued to tantalize Shilo’s pussy and she squealed loudly as she erupted in a burst of hot love liquid and passion, her hips quivering as a powerful orgasm swept her to an amazing sexual high. Brandy continued at a frenzied pace, feeling Dillon explode deep into her. “Oh! Oh God! Don’t stop!” She shrieked.
    Shilo rolled over and pulled free a double-headed sex toy from under the mattress. She pushed Brandy onto her back and straddled her torso, teasing Brandy’s pussy lips with the head of the toy. Dillon sat up and moved closer, pulling the toy out of Shilo’s hands and driving it deeper into Brandy’s quivering snatch. Shilo slid over and grabbed Brandy by the hair, pulling her face up between her steamy thighs. Dillon pumped with a faster rhythm, driving Brandy insane with arousal. Brandy tried to roll over, but Shilo held her tight.             Dillon continued to pound Brandy’s pussy with the dildo while Shilo pulled Brandy’s head tighter, feeling her tongue exploring her dripping muff. Shilo gasped for breath as Brandy’s tongue swirled across her swollen clit. Brandy thrashed wildly on the bed as Dillon drove the toy deeper, then slowly pulled it back. Her body quivered as a powerful orgasm ripped through her and Brandy’s legs pushed against Dillon with enough force to send him careening off the bed onto the floor.
    Dillon struggled to his feet, breathing heavily as he watched Shilo shrieking with pleasure, Brandy’s tongue and lips coaxing another powerful orgasm from her. Shilo felt Brandy’s hands grasp her tits and suddenly she  found herself pushed backward onto the bed. Brandy rolled on top of Shilo, grinning wickedly at Dillon as she straddled Shilo’s face with her thighs, pressing her steamy snatch onto Shilo’s eager mouth. Brandy gasped for breath as Shilo’s hot tongue drove into her love canal, gently nibbling and sucking Brandy’s pouting pussy lips. Brandy’s contorted face mirrored the intense pleasure she was feeling. Anxious to join the exquisite love session, Dillon dove between Shilo’s thighs and buried his face in her muff, his tongue and lips eagerly licking and nibbling Shilo’s clit and pussy lips. Shilo’s thighs scissored Dillon’s head, quivering uncontrollably as she felt herself erupt in a fiery orgasm. Dillon continued at a frantic pace, anxious to coax every last drop of love liquid from her.
    Brandy hips thrust back and forth at a torrid pace as she felt herself reach orgasm with a fiery burst, followed by another powerful burst of pleasure. Shilo was like a wildcat thrashing on the bed, held firmly in Brandy’s powerful grasp. Brandy lunged forward and grabbed Dillon’s pulsing erection, capturing his manhood in her mouth, licking and sucking at a feverish pace. Dillon writhed with pleasure as Brandy worked her magic on him. His guttural growls of sheer pleasure blended with Shilo’s muffled gasps. Brandy continued the torture, tasting the droplets of cum that gauranteed Dillon’s orgasm was close behind. With a powerful lunge, Dillon’s love liquid exploded in Brandy’s mouth and his body shuddered with esctacy as he felt intense pleasure wash over his body.
    Dillon rolled over, breathing heavily as he watched Brandy dive between Shilo’s thighs and the women eagerly explored new heights of pleasure. They were like wildcats locked in an erotic embrace, each intent on extracting every last drop of pleasure the other had to offer. Shilo frantically clawed at Brandy’s ass cheeks, muffled shrieks of ecstacy filling the night air. Brandy pulled her head free of Shilo’s sweat-soaked thighs and sat straddling her lover’s face, slowly massaging Shilo’s breasts one at a time. Shilo moaned and gasped, struggling to escape Brandy’s grasp. “Oh! God! I can’t take any more. I’ve had enough!”
    Brandy’s response was a sadistic grin as she peered intently at Shilo trapped beneath her. “Not yet! I’m not through with you yet!”
    Dillon was mesmerized by the sight of the two women, identical in every way, dripping with sweat and panting heavily. Shilo reached up with both hands and grabbed Brandy’s breasts, twisting and pulling her nipples. Brandy smiled wickedly and rolled Shilo onto her side. Looking squarely at Dillon, Brandy reached over and retrieved the sex toy lying next to him on the bed. “Now you know why Vincent calls me his torture queen!”
    With that she pushed Shilo’s sweaty thighs apart and slowly teased her swollen pussy lips, letting the head of the toy tease Shilo’s clit. Working with slow, irregular strokes, Brandy continued her erotic torure session. Shilo’s hot breath splashed onto Brandy’s steamy snatch and her thigh muscles quivered as pleasurable sensations surged through her body. Shilo was barely able to resist as Brandy continued to pump the latex cock into her with an increasingly rapid rhythm. Muffled screams of ecstacy filled the air as Shilo thrashed and struggled, begging for mercy one minute and begging for more the next.
    Unable to restrain himself any longer, Dillon reached out and pulled Brandy onto her side, his lips and tongue teasing first one and then the other of Brandy’s rock-hard nipples. Brandy grabbed Dillon by the hair, guiding him from one breast to the other and back again. Shilo wriggled free and scrambled on top of Brandy, rolling her onto her back. Shilo grinned as she worked her way into position, tightening her sweaty thighs around Brandy’s head. “Now it’s my turn! We’ll see if you can take as much as you can dish out!”
    Brandy gripped Shilo’s ass cheeks with both hands, her muffled response cutting through the heated air. “Oh yea! Pour it on baby! I can take it! I can take it!”
    Shilo rolled Brandy onto her side, her thighs tightening as she held Brandy’s  eager mouth just out of range of her quivering pussy. Dillon worked his way between Brandy’s gorgeous legs, holding the double-headed sex toy with both hands, working one end into Brandy’s hungry pussy and the other into her back door. Brandy’s muffled squeals of delight filled the air as Dillon pounded the dildo into Brandy without a hint of mercy. Shilo held Brandy tightly with her thighs as she pulled and twisted her tits with both hands. Brandy thrashed and struggled, but it was an exercise in futility. Now it was Shilo who was in control, grinning wickedly as she watched the erotic torture drive Brandy from one fiery orgasm to another. Gradually Brandy’s movements slowed and Shilo could feel her body growing limp. She released Brandy’s head and grinned down at her with a sadistic smile. “Now I think you’ve had enough!”
    Gasping for breath, Brandy smiled weakly. “That’s for sure!”
    Dillon smiled. “I think we’re ALL used up!” Shilo nodded in agreement, too exhausted to speak.The three lovers lay together basking in an indescrible afterglow. Slowly they drifted off to sleep.
    In the distance was the sound of a long, lonesome train whistle and they found themselves in a familiar place, standing on a worn wood boarding platform with an abandoned train station next to them. Into view came that magical mystical conveyance known as the Hitchcock Railway. The sleek black locomotive came to a stop near the platform, seven railcars stretching out behind it. A familiar looking man stepped down from the first railcar wearing a conductor’s uniform. It wasn’t who Shilo and Dillon had expected. It wasn’t their old friend, Jensen. Their eyes widened in amazement as he approached.
    “Brad? Is that really you?”
    Much to their surprise, a familiar voice could be heard. It was Vincent. “Say hello to your old acquaintance. Brad will be riding the Hitchcock Railway for some time to come.”

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 Passionate or Compassionate . . . Which Are You??
 

You Are 74% Passionate, 26% Compassionate
You are very passionate, especially when it comes to love.
In fact, it's sometimes difficult for you to tell between love and lust.
You jump in head first, and figure things out later... usually when it's all over!
Is Your Love Style Passionate or Compassionate?

There's a special reason for this quiz my Streamer friends. If you rank high in passion then you're gonna just LOVE tomorrow's post, which is the final chapter of the Obsession story I've been posting one chapter at a time. The final chapter comes with some interesting (at least I HOPE interesting) events and it is surely plenty erotic in a special kind of way. This is a threesome with a fascinating twist that I hope you'll enjoy. If you're more compassionate than passionate? I think you'll still like the ending. At least I hope so. And so I leave you with a simple question: Passionate or Compassionate, which are you?
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