Date: Sat, 9 Jan 2016 05:05:56 +0000
From: tpickles <tpickles2@gmail.com>
Subject: Thai Pan - Chapter 4

THAI PAN : A JUNGLE TALE

My latest story for Nifty takes a quite different approach to my previous
stories (for a list of which, please see the end of this chapter). This is
a more timeless tale. You could regard it as more of a sexual fable or myth
– with its roots deep in our collective history, culture and traditions as
gay men and male tribes. The tale involves teenage boys and their
discoveries with each other, and with a few men as mentors or guides. It is
set deep in a jungle forest amidst myths, rituals, rites, taboos,
initiation and elderhood.

....................... The ending of Chapter 3 ...........................

I could see that Win had plenty of questions but that he realised this
conversation was intended for me. "No. I understand what you are asking."

"Good. You have done well, Pan. PeeJay and I will return this evening, just
as it is getting dark. We will meet you both in the clearing. If Win still
wishes to stay here with you, you will undertake the Ritual of the Seed
with him. If he completes the Ritual and shares his Seed, you can allow him
to stay. Just like you, he will have questions, but the true leader is one
who shows by example rather than telling someone the answers. I hope you
understand me."

Again, I nodded. "Then it is time for me to go. You have much to do today.
You can expect us again this evening. Thank you for your hospitality this
morning."

And with that, Zee stood up, bowed, and walked away from the compound. I
could see that Win was full of questions, but he already had the insight to
know not to ask too much at this stage. He was already trusting me.

"Come on then," I smiled, "It seems we have lots to do today. Let's get
ready."

CHAPTER 4

As Win and I moved back into the hut to get ready and collect the tools and
materials that we might need to carry out Zen's instructions for preparing
the clearing, I reminded him: "There is something I must do first - and I
have to do it on my own. Can you just wait five minutes before following me
down towards the river?" I could see that Win was desperate to know more
and wanted to ask me lots of questions, so I added: "I'm sorry, Win, but I
don't think I should tell you more until tonight. When Muni summoned me
from my village, he didn't tell me what was going to happen. Please, trust
me. Nothing bad will happen to you. In fact, just the opposite. But it's
like a secret that can't be shared until the right moment - until the
ritual itself takes place. Then it is real and powerful and affects you
deeply." He nodded slowly. "OK, I do trust you. And I just want to know
what this is all about! I'm very happy to be here with you, so I guess I
can wait until tonight to find out more."

I asked Win to collect some tools - hoes, spades and a saw - whilst I went
over to my bag beside the bed and took out the metal goblet with its lid
still tightly in place, that contained the Seed from Muni and me. I
unwrapped it from the cloth that had kept it safe. As I looked at the
goblet now, in the daylight, I could see it was a beautiful object. The
thin metal stem opened into an intricately carved vessel depicting scrolls,
designs and what looked liked carvings of men and boys. The conical-shaped
lid was screwed onto the top of the vessel and it too was carved with
designs and texts.

I carried the goblet carefully in both hands down the path towards the
river. When I reached the clearing I stopped and looked around seeking the
best place to pour the Seed juice. My eyes kept being drawn to the
sun-dappled area of grass where I had danced naked and enjoyed the pleasure
of my body a couple of days before when I'd first been aroused here. As I
walked to the spot, it felt increasingly right. I knelt on the ground and
used a small knife to cut away the grass and dig a small hole in the sandy
earth beneath. I closed my eyes and remembered the shared ritual with Muni
- of how we'd both produced our Seed and collected it in this vessel; and
then of how we'd both drunk some of each other's Seed. Both Muni and Zee
had said that the Seed was the source of our shared wisdom. I opened my
eyes and carefully unscrewed the lid of the vessel. Inside, the Seed had
turned to a thin pale liquid. I held the vessel over the prepared hole and
then slowly poured our Seed into the earth. Putting the empty vessel aside,
I replaced the earth and covered it with the grass until the spot was
invisible. At that moment, I decided that the platform we'd been asked to
prepare should be located over this spot.

As I stood up, I heard Win's footsteps coming down the path carrying the
tools. I gave him a big smile as he approached. I told him of my decision
about the location for the platform. Then we looked around for the best
site for the firepit. There was a natural depression in the clearing about
ten metres away, with some larger stones nearby and we agreed this would be
a good place: it would minimise the amount of digging we needed to do, and
the stones could be used to mark the edge of the firepit. I suggested we
dig the firepit first as some of the earth and stones could then be re-used
to create the platform.

It took us about an hour to remove the grass and to dig down a little into
the soil. From the dark colour of the earth, it looked as though this same
spot had been used for fires previously. We arranged a circle of stones
around the cleared area. As I was looking at the finished pit, Win walked
off towards the trees scouting for logs and branches. When he'd found some
fallen trees, he called me over and told me to bring the saw. It was
exceedingly hot work to cut the branches into manageable lengths. The
larger sections of trunk were beyond us. We carried what we could and
dragged the heavier trunk pieces. It toook the rest of the morning to build
a sizeable pile of timber for burning. We were both exhausted and collapsed
in the shade.

"You've worked really hard this morning," I said to Win, "How about if I go
back to the compound and bring some food and drink back for us for lunch,
and then we cool off in the river? I think we could give ourselves a break
of a couple of hours whilst the sun is hottest before we start on the
platform." He agreed, and I walked slowly back to the huts to gather some
food, fruit and fresh water.

When I got back, there was no sign of Win in the clearing. As I walked on,
I found his clothes piled on the riverbank, and he was swimming out in the
deep waters of the pool, just underneath one of the cascades which poured
water over his head and body. I stood and watched for a few moments
voyeuristically. This time, he was swimming nude and his slim brown body
glistened with the sun falling on the water-covered skin. I recalled how
I'd watched this same cute boy pleasure himself against the tree only
yesterday. He caught side of me and waved as he pushed himself out of the
water - his belly, cock and balls becoming momentarily visible.

I pulled off my shirt and dropped my shorts until I too was standing nude
on the gravel beach. As I walked into the water, I noticed Win staring at
my body before he swam towards me. The water was refreshingly cool after
the exertions of the morning. We swam and dived and splashed, inventing
little games and tests for each other. We swam across to the waterfalls and
played around letting the water cascade over our bodies. There was plenty
of opportunity to observe each other's bodies. Win seemed a natural swimmer
with a lythe body that moved easily through the water. My eye was
constantly drawn to the join of his thighs and the beautiful rounded shape
of his youthful boy's buttocks. Although there was plenty of physical
contact between us, it was all innocent; nothing sexual happened; and the
coolness of the water meant that our genitals tended to contract rather
than expand!

Eventually, we were so hungry that we climbed out of the river. Win dried
his body with his shirt and then stepped back into his shorts. I was
disappointed for the moment - before realising that if he was to
participate in the Ritual that evening I would be seeing a whole lot more
of his body, and in a more aroused and shared state. I stepped back into my
own clothes and we sat on boulders in the shade to enjoy our lunch.

It took us the rest of the afternoon to build the platform over the spot
where I had buried the Seed from the goblet. We collected as many carryable
rocks as we could manage from the river and arranged these as the solid
base. Then we used buckets to carry earth from the firepit, sand and gravel
from the river to fill all the gaps between the rocks and to level the
surface of the platform. Finally, we found the wooden planks that Zee had
mentioned and laid these across the top of the platform. It took quite of
lot of infilling to ensure the planks were level and stable. Win found some
nails amongst the tools in the village and we used these to fix a couple of
wooden batons across either end of the planks; this helped to make it more
rigid. We tested the platform by standing on it. It was raised maybe 25-30
cms from the ground and was easily large enough for four or five people to
stand on it together. After all our exertions, we took another swim in the
river before heading back to the hut for some food and much needed drinks.

Win started asking me questions about what I thought the platform would be
used for, and what I thought would happen in the evening, and what the
rituals were all about. He was clearly very eager to know more. I had to
keep reminding him to trust me, and that all would become clear very
shortly. When he persisted, I said that the ritual would not be the same if
he knew what to expect in advance. Secretly, I thought he would be up for
it, since he seemed keen to be with me, but I remembered my own shock at
being instructed in the ritual by Muni. I hoped that Win would participate
- but I couldn't be certain. And if he chose not to, Zee had made clear
that he would not be able to stay in the village.

It was in the atmosphere of uncertainty that we ate some food and fruit.
Afterwards, I suggested that we both take a shower as a sign of respect for
the ritual. We put our tunic-shirts and shorts back on and I remembered to
collect the goblet from where I had placed it for safekeeping.

As dusk descended, we walked to the clearning together. As we approached,
we could see a bright orange and red flame coming from the firepit. PeeJay
and Zee were waiting for us. I greeted them warmly and they complimented us
on all the work we had done to prepare the clearing during the day. I
noticed that both young men were dressed only in a white cloth that passed
around their waist and between thir legs, just had Muni had been when he
performed the ritual with me.

Zee asked us to stand around the fire together. "Pan," he began, "You are
destined to be a leader of the lost boys - boys like your friend Win here -
and of all other boys that find their way through the forest to this place.
This is a place where boys can become men; where they can grow - in
strength, in maturity, in wisdom, and in preparation to return to the
outside world as elders, healers and guides. Your role is an important one.
As the leader of this boys, you must set the example of what is expected.
You will be called upon to exercise judgement and wise counsel. You will
have decisions to make - decisions that will affect the lives of the boys
living here." I looked at him and the uncertainty and nervousness must have
shown on my face. "Do not fear any of this, Pan. Muni chose you because he
knew you could fulfil this role. Indeed he has known and watched over you
for many years, waiting until the right moment to send you on this journey
with your new name and calling. When you are in doubt, be still and listen
to your own inner counsel. Come to this clearing when you need to seek
guidance. The wisdom will grow and flourish within you. Remember that the
Seed is the source of all creation. This clearing in the forest is the
place where all the Rituals of the Seed take place. You will lead a new
generation of boys in these rituals, but know that previous generations of
ancestors have also used this same place for their Rituals. This place," -
and he swept his hand around the glade - "Is deeply blessed by countless
generations of Seed."

He stopped and looked at me, perhaps checking that I understood the import
of what he was saying. I was aware of Win at my side, looking from Zee to
me, comprehending just a fraction of what was being said but somehow
recognising the depth and significance of the words.

Zee continued after a few moment. "Pan, you have already experienced the
first ritual - the Ritual of the Seed - with Muni before you left your
village. This is only the first ritual. There are others, and you will be
introduced to them when you are ready. Now, tonight, you will repeat this
first Ritual here in this special place, on the platform you have built.
This is the place where all Rituals take place. The space, this clearing,
should be used for no other purpose. Do you understand?"  I nodded, aware
that both Win and I had already spilled our seed in this same clearing.
"What is different tonight, Pan, is that you will lead the Ritual. You will
both demonstrate it and give instructions. As the leader of the lost boys,
one of your responsibilities will always be to guard and hold the Rituals.
You should prepare yourself and let the words and actions come from deep
within you, trusting in your own authority."

He paused and looked around the circle at PeeJay, Win and me, holding
eye-contact with each of us in turn. Then he stepped towards Win and
touched him lightly on the shoulder. "Win - you should know that you are
very welcome here. You have found your way through the jungle to this
place. That is no accident. Even though you did not realise it at the time,
you were drawn here. For the moment, you are indeed a 'lost boy'. You can
choose to stay here, under Pan's guidance and leadership, for as long as
you wish. Or you can choose to leave at any time. Whilst you stay, you will
grow and mature in all the ways I have described to Pan. But two things you
should understand before you make your decision. First, Pan's calling is to
be the leader: you will need to respect him, trust him, and support him in
all that he does. Second, this is a place where boys mature to become young
men and where they grow in wisdom. The sources of wisdom lie in your
experiences of what your life teaches you, in what you learn through
sharing from others, and through the processes of abundant creation. The
most potent source of creation is our Seed. Here, in this place, we share
that Seed. The Rituals of the Seed are the way in which we manifest that
creation and share it with each other. To remain here, all the boys must be
able to create their own Seed. And they must choose, willingly, to
participate in the Ritual of the Seed."

He stopped for breath and to let his words sink in. He squeezed Win's
shoulder with his hand in a gesture of friendship. I reached out my arm and
placed it over Zee's hand as well.

"Win - you must decide - now - whether you wish to stay here, understanding
all that I have said. In a moment, I will ask you for your answer. If you
decide 'no', then I will walk with you to your hut, collect your
belongings, and take you out beyond the village to continue your journey.
You will go with our blessing and our very best wishes. If your answer is
'yes', then Pan will lead you into the first Ritual of the Seed - the one
that all the lost boys yet to arrive will undertake. You will not be alone.
Pan will teach the Ritual through his own participation. And PeeJay too
will repeat the Ritual with you, even though he has done it several times
before. I will be assisting."

He turned to me. "Please pass me the goblet, Pan. Tonight I will collect
the Seed. In future, this will be part of your role too." He paused and
there was silence around the firepit. He stepped back and looked at Win
expectantly.

Win glanced to me, clearly unsure what to do. Then his looked into the
flames. We all stood there holding the silence. Eventually, Win took a step
towards me and reached for my hand. He spoke in a very quiet voice. "I want
to stay with my friend Pan. I do trust him. I will stay and do the ritual."
And he looked up at me, into my face, and smiled.

I looked across the circle towards Zee. He was holding the goblet in front
of him, his face impassive. He made a clear nod towards me as if to say
'over to you'.

I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. I let my hand drop away from Win's
and went deep inside myself searching for that source of wisdom that Zee
and Muni had told me about.

When I opened my eyes again I looked at Win. "Win, we will do the Ritual of
the Seed together. Please now go and step onto the platform that we built
this afternoon." He turned away and walked the few steps across the
clearing, his body illuminated by the firelight. He stood on the platform
expectantly. I turned to PeeJay: "Please join him, PeeJay, and follow my
instructions to him." He too joined Win on the platform.

"Win, you are my friend. There is nothing to fear in what I am about to ask
you. Whatever I ask you to do, I will be doing myself also. This is a
ritual of boys and for men." I paused. He looked at me and nodded. "Win,
when you are ready, I want you to take off your clothes - all of them -
until you are standing naked on the platform, just as you were in the river
this afternoon." He looked at me, an expression of alarm on his face. "Zee
will collect your clothes as you remove them, and also PeeJay's". Win stood
still for several moments, whilst PeeyJay undid the fastening on his cloth,
let it drop from between his legs and then unwrapped it from around his
waist. He passed it to Zee and stood silently facing forward, his hands at
his side. I couldn't hep but notice his long flaccid cock which had a
distinct bend towards his left thigh, and the dark curly hair that lay
above it.  Win looked at PeeJay and began to slowly follow his example. He
pulled his shirt up over his head. His hands moved to his shorts and began
to undo the top fastening. Slowly he undid the remaining buttons and bent
forward to lower the shorts down his legs before stepping out of them. We
was wearing nothing beneath. Zee collected his shorts as Win stood up,
covering his genitals with his hands.

"This is the Ritual of the Seed," I spoke as clearly as I could. "Win, you
are old enough and mature enough to know how to give your body pleasure -
how to make your Gra-juu grow long and hard, how to excite it, and how to
make it shoot your juices up, through and out of the tip. This is the Seed.
Together we are going to produce that Seed - me, you and PeeJay. You can
enjoy yourself as you bring pleasure to yourself. You can watch as we do
the same. There is nothing to be ashamed of. All boys, all men, do this. It
is entirely natural. We have all done it before. Bring yourself to this
great climax in any way that feels good to you. And when you are ready,
when you are about to release and shoot your Seed, shout out in your
excitement. Zee will come to you quickly. You should direct your Seed into
the goblet that he holds. Do you understand what I ask?"

He nodded. In the silence that followed, I quickly removed my shirt and
shorts until I too stood naked. I walked the few steps towards the
platform, my cock swinging heavily from side to side in front of me. "Let
us begin. Make yourself grow hard in whatever way is good for you. Feel
yourself anywhere. Look at the others. Stroke yourself."

I noticed that PeeJay was already cupping his balls, and stroking his cock
which thickened and rose as I watched. His foreskin retracted to reveal a
dark crimson head as his length maintained its distinct curve to the left,
towards Win. I was holding my gra-juu with one hand and playing with my
nipples with the other. I remembered the way in which Muni had positioned
mirrors behind me. I started to walk around the platform. The two arses on
display were very different. PeeJay's was taught, firm and muscled; I could
see the contractions in his buttocks as he wanked himself and thrust his
hips forward. Win's ass was softer, smooth and very rounded, protuding from
the line between his back and his thighs. I was struck by the beauty of his
ass and my desire to touch it and stroke it. My cock rose quickly to full
height as I stared at him. When I completed the circuit and stood in front
of them again, Win was trying to coax his cock into action. He stared at my
erection, and then across at PeeJay's. This seemed to have the desired
affect. His young cock quickly rose, as it had that morning when he got out
of bed. He began jerking wildly as his head moved backwards and forwards. I
could feel the warmth of the fire on my backside as I faced the others. The
dancing flames cast shadows over their naked bodies. For several minutes
each of us was occupied in exciting our bodies and bringing on a climax.
Win kept checking us both out, wanting to see what we were doing, and
increasingly excited at witnessing such male arousals. The sight of two
such different males - one still quite adolescent, the other fully formed -
was turning me on; I closed my eyes to recall the sight of their asses; I
opened them again to watch their hands jerking their erections.

I felt my own Seed begin to stir. "Zee, I'm about to shoot my Seed," I
announced. He quickly brought the goblet towards me and held it in front.
As I looked down, I noticed the large tenting pushing out the front of his
cloth: he too was very much aroused. As I reached the point of no return, I
angled my gra-juu down towards the goblet and fired off several shots,
letting the final drops squeeze out onto the rim.

Next it was PeeJay's turn. He spoke quietly towards Zee who brought the
goblet and positioned it just below his gra-juu. I watched as PeeJay shot
four sticky globs of cum directly into the goblet where it mixed with mine.
He looked up with a sense of satisfaction on his face.

I turned to watch Win whose face was screwed up as his hand worked
vigorously on his cock. His other hand was slapping his buttock, urging
himself on. Loud grunts and hoarse cries came from his voice. I knew he'd
watched as both I and PeeJay had shot our loads. His fist almost blurred as
his foreskin rode up and down over his red glans. He was desperate to cum.
As his cries grew louder, his eyes screwed up tight, and Zee moved in
towards him holding the goblet close. With a shout, Win's knees bent and he
ejaculated a long string of cum. Without watching what he was doing, this
first shot fountained upwards and landed high on his smooth chest. A second
and third shot followed quickly, also up into the air. This time Zee was
able to position the goblet to catch his Seed as it downwards again.
Finally, a large globule of cum oozed from his cockhead and slid slowly
down his shaft and over his fist. Slowly, he eased up his hand,
straightened his knees and opened his eyes. Zee had stood back, but we were
all watching the ecstacy on his face and body. I stepped close towards him.
"Well done, Win," I whispered, "You did it; that was great." He was still
holding his stiff cock in his cum-covered fist. I lifted my arm towards
him, looked him in the face, and used the edge of my palm to run up the
skin of his chest and collect his cum as be ran slowly down. When I had a
handful, I summoned Zee and wiped my hand against the edge of the goblet.
Win followed my example, released his cock, and wiped the cum from his fist
into the goblet.

I took the goblet from Zee. "This is our Seed," I proclaimed, "The Seed
that we create and create again. We have shared it together as a bond
between us. By creating and sharing our maleness in this way, we are able
to live together in this place. This natural goodness makes us boys and
men. By sharing it with each other, we grow in each other's knowledge and
wisdom." I lifted the goblet in front of me before bringing it to my lips
and taking a sip of the mixed Seed. It tasted differently to the last time
- more potent, more milky. I passsed the goblet to PeeJay who similarly
lifted the goblet before taking a much larger swallow of the juices. In his
turn, he passed it to Win. Win held the goblet and looked at me. I nodded
to encourage him. Tentatively, he raised the goblet to his lips. He took
the tiniest of sips, paused, swallowed, and then returned for a second go,
letting the Seed stay in his mouth for a few moments before swallowing it.

Zee stepped forward again to take the goblet from Win. He too took a drink
from the vessel. He passed it back to me. "Congratulations Win. You have
done a great job of leading your first Ritual of the Seed - just as we knew
you would. The Seed that remains in the goblet is special because it was
created in Ritual. It cannot be removed from this clearing. When there is
Seed left, you can either drink it and share it with the other boys, or you
can pour it out onto the platform to strengthen this place." I held the
goblet, took one further drink, and then slowly poured the remaining Seed
along the front edge of the platform, remembering the original Seed that I
had buried there earlier.

Both PeeJay and Win stepped down and we all moved back to the firepit. It
was PeeJay's turn to speak up. "Now you have both performed the Ritual of
the Seed here, in this place, you are entitled to wear the white gra-juu
cloth." He reached into a bag on the ground and brought out two lengths of
white cotton between one and two metres long. He summonsed me forward. He
wrapped the cotton around my waist twice before threading the free end
through the waistband at the back. Then he pushed my legs apart and passed
the free end between my legs and up over my gra-juu before fastening it at
the front of the waistband. The overall result was to provide me with a
waistband belt and a narrow cotton covering to my ass, balls and cock. I
stepped back and Win moved forward for PeeJay to repeat the 'dressing'.
Then he re-dressed himself. "You will find these cloths very comfortable.
They don't impede movement; you can remove them easily; you can move the
cloth sideways when you need to perform any bodily needs; and they are easy
to keep clean. We will provide a supply of gra-juu cloths for you to use
and to give to other boys who complete this same Ritual."

"As I said before," added Zee, "You will be introduced to other Rituals
when you are ready. This white cloth is for those who have participated in
the first Ritual. You will be given cloths with different colours when you
have participated in each of the other Rituals." He paused, and smiled at
each of us in turn. "Now it is getting dark and late. PeeJay and I must
return to where we stay. You are welcome to stay here around the fire and
to return to your hut when you are ready. You have both done well today. We
will see you again before too long." And with that, they bade us farewell
and disappeared into the night.

We sat down at a comfortable distance from the fire, which was now glowing
with timber embers.

"Wow," said Win after several minutes, "I didn't expect that!" I encouraged
him to say more. "I was really scared - expecially when you asked me to
take all my clothes off. I've been naked before with other boys - in the
showers or the river - but this was different. There were men there. And
everyone was looking at me. And then you told me to get hard and make
myself cum. I've done that with another boy before, but never in public.
And then - when I got started - it was really exciting! I just watched you.
You were so big and strong and unafraid. It was like you wanted us to see
your cock. And then you shot off so much cum ... or should I say 'seed'.
Then I couldn's stop myself. It was like I was turned on by watching you
and PeeJay. It was just so exciting." He stopped for several moments,
before adding, "And then, at the end, you scooped my cum off my chest.
No-one's ever done anything like that to me before. It felt so good - like
you really cared for me. I wanted to hug you - but then you would have got
covered in my cum and maybe our cocks would have touched and I don't know
how I would have controlled myself."

We talked for a time - about what I'd felt when I first did the Ritual with
Muni, and about what it was like to lead the Ritual this time. I think we
were both coming down from the 'high' of the experience.

As the fire began to die down, I said to him: "Come on, let's go to the
river and get you cleaned up before it gets any cooler." We both jumped up
and ran across to the little beach. Win stopped and I could see his
hesitancy about whether to keep his cloth on in the water, or strip it off.
I quickly undid my cloth and let it fall to the ground. Then I waded into
the pool. Win followed a moment or two later. We swam and played in the
water for a couple of minutes. "Come and let me clean you up," I said. I
was standing waist-deep in the water. Win waded across to join me. I raised
handfuls of water and rubbed his chest where he'd shot his cum. He let me
do this several times. "Thank you," he responded quietly, "For looking
after me and for being my friend."

I pulled him towards me and gave him a hug. It was the embrace he'd talked
about as we'd sat around the fire, but not acted upon. Our bodies came
together in the water. He rested his head on my shoulder. I could feel our
genitals touching as I maintained the hug. It wasn't long before I felt the
swelling of his cock against me. He started to push away. "There's no need
to be embarrassed," I whispered, "I saw your erection this morning and
again this evening." I moved my hands to change the embrace, sliding them
down his back until I was holding both of his rounded buttocks that I'd
admired before. They felt wonderfully soft and plump. I squeezed his cheeks
as I pulled his groin more firmly into mine, knowing that he too would be
able to feel my own swelling. "I'm very happy that you're here with me," I
said into his ear.

It was getting cold in the water, so we stepped back to the bank. It took
several moments to re-fasten our cloths in the dark. We walked back across
the clearing, picking up our clothes and the goblet, and up the track to
the hut. Suddenly, I felt tired after all the activities and energies of
the day. We climbed into bed, our hands touching, and within just a few
minutes both of us were fast asleep.

.................... to be continued soon in Chapter 5 of 'THAI PAN'
..................

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