Date: Tue, 11 Sep 2001 19:36:34 -0700 (PDT)
From: Dominique Johnson <karamelkid2001@yahoo.com>
Subject: On the DL 2

	Jamar had been tormenting him for years because back
in jr. high school, Brian was seeing a girl that Jamar
was seeing at the same time.  When Jamar found out, he
wanted to fight Brian.  Brian chickened out and Jamar
had been tormenting him ever since.  Aaron had knew
about that and decided to use it against Jamar.  He
knew what he had to do.  He went to his cousin's house
to make a video copy of what he recorded last night.
By the time he finished and got to the school, the
coach had came into the lockerroom and called all of
them outside.  Aaron went into the lockerroom.  He
took a piece of paper and wrote a message on it:

LOOK AT THIS VIDEO.  I KNOW THAT YOU WILL LIKE

While his friends were at football practice, Tim was
going to see Keshaun in prison.  While in prison, a
guard was coming to get Keshaun.  The guard, Anthony,
was the guard in charge on all private visits.
Keshaun had been giving Anthony blowjobs to get more
screwing time with Tim.  Keshaun knew Tim was coming
so he informed Anthony so Anthony could come get his
dick sucked.  "Mr. Keshaun, the guards have requested
for you."  Keshaun started thinking about what he just
said as he left the cell.  Why would the guards
request him?  He was only sucking Anthony's dick.  The
guard took him to a different room that he had never
been in.  "They will see you now."  Keshaun went into
the room was shocked by what he saw.  There were eight
guards in the room, with the pants at their ankles.
Tim could be there any minute.  He knew he couldn't
suck all those dicks and still have time for Tim.
Keshaun went over and got on his knees and start
sucking.

	Soon, everybody had come back into the building,
including the coach. They were showering and getting
ready to go home.  Everybody was leaving.  Brian went
over to his gymbag to get his clothes when he noticed
the videotape.  He picked up the paper and read it.
While he was doing that, Jamar came by.  Trying to nag
him, he grabbed the tape out his gym bag.  "Look
everybody, Brian over here has a flick.  I guess since
he can't get any, he'll watch someone else get it."
Brian replied back, "I must be getting something since
I had your girl."  Jamar angrily threw the tape back
in Brian's gym bag and starting talking trash.  "Look
bitch, you didn't have my girl.  You had to get some
pussy to have her.  She gave it to me everyday, so you
didn't have my girl, you lump-head faggot."  Brian got
up and punched Jamar square in the face.  Jamar's lip
started to bleed.  He didn't do anything back.  "Damn
Brian, I didn't think you had the balls to hit me.
I'm proud.  Do that shit again and I'll kill you,
bitch."  Brian put his clothes on, grabbed the tape,
and went home.  Everybody else followed him.

	Back at the prison, Keshaun was on the seventh dick.
He was getting a little sick on his stomach.  He had
never had that much cum down his throat.  He had suck
six other dicks and he had one more after this one.
He was so glad that he was getting out in two weeks.
The warden decided to let him out on good behavior.
He didn't tell Anthony for fear of him lying on Tim
just to keep him in there.  Keshaun would have been
out but last time he was supposed to get out for good
behavior, he told Anthony and Anthony made up a lie so
he couldn't get out.  Keshaun was on his last dick by
now, and Tim had just gotten there.  One of the guards
went and escorted Tim to the private cabin inside the
prison walls.  Tim went in and waited for his man.

	Soon, the last guard came in Keshaun's mouth.
Keshaun was then escorted to the private cabin that
Tim was in.  Keshaun went in and was about to grab Tim
and kiss him when Tim smelled a familiar smell.  Tim
went on to kiss Keshaun, when he noticed that his
tongue tasted familiar, too.  "Keshaun, what did you
eat today?"  It was then that the taste came to him.
It was cum, and keshaun's mouth was covered.  Tim went
on and pushed Keshaun into the chair and he unbuckled
Keshaun's prison pants.  "You betta enjoy this,
Keshaun."  Tim went on to putting Keshaun's cock in
his mouth.  "Yeah, Tim.  Suck my big black aching
cock.  I need this mouth.  Oh yeah, you feel so good.
Suck it, nigga. Fuck it, suck this big mouthafucka."
Tim sucked and sucked.  Tim pumped Keshaun's dick even
harder because he knew this would be his last time.
"Oh yeah. Bitch, I'm cumming.  Swallow my fucking sum,
you cocksucking bitch."  Buckets of cum flew out of
Keshaun's cock.  Keshaun was so glad when Tim came by
every week.  He was so busy sucking everybodies dick
that he didn't have no one sucking him but Tim.  Tim
got up and headed for the door.  "Baby, where you
goin?  Can I have some azz?"  Tim was shocked he
asked.  He answered back, "Why don't you get some from
yo other man.  His cum is already in your mouth.  In
case you didn't know, there is dried-up cum on your
chin.  We are through.  Another thing, I have another
man waiting to replace you. Bye. This is the last time
you see me."  With that, Tim left and went home.

Brian had gotten home with the tape from the mystery
person and was about to watch it.  "This might be a
good movie.  I'm going to pop some popcorn.  He went
and popped the popcorn when his brother got home.
Rodney, the brother that had all the looks in the
family, was also in high school.  He was a senior.
Rodney was incredibly fine.  People wondered how
Rodney was so fine, but his brother, Brian, wasn't.
"What you doin, bro?"  "I'm about to watch this tape.
A strange thing happened.  We went outside for
football practice. When we came back into the gym,
this tape was laying in my gymbag with this note."
Brian then showed his brother the note that was laying
on the tape. "Well son, let's watch and see how it can
be used.  They both went upstairs to Rodney's room.
They popped in the tape and sat on the bed. "I'll
start it.  The remote is on my dresser."  Rodney got
the remote and started the tape.  They were both
shocked with what they saw.  They were a lost for
words.  Finally, Rodney said something.  "Ain't that
yo boy, Jamar, sucking on dat dick?"  "That ain't my
boy.  He still mad at me for seeing his girl years
ago. Let's see what else is on here."  Rodney was
thinking is his mind.  "I'm gon get Jamar for
tormenting my brother for all these years.  Threats
didn't work and fighting didn't work."  When Jamar
starting tormenting Brian, Rodney had threaten to jump
him.  Didn't work, so Rodney did jump him.  Still
didn't work.

"Brian, can you make copies of this?"  "Yeah, I need
another tape.  Do you have one?"  "Got you covered.  I
have a bunch on blank tapes."  Rodney gave his brother
two blank tapes and Brian got up.  "I need to go get
my VCR out my room."  Brian went and got the VCR, came
back and hooked them together and started copying the
tape.  Brian also had some plans for this tape.  He
was going to get a piece of Jamar's mouth.  He wanted
to fuck his tormentor in the mouth.

	Tyrone had gotten up from bed.  He was so horny.  He
needed to find Ronald, so he could get screwed. He
went by Ronald's house to see if he was still there.
He got there, but he wasn't there. No one was there,
but Greg.  Greg was up in his room, talking on the
phone with Jason. He didn't hear the knocks on the
door.  He wouldn't care if he heard them.  No one
interrupts his time with Jason.  Tyrone, then decided
to ride by Ronald's job to see if he saw the car.  He
couldn't go in and ask for Ronald. It might would draw
up suspicion. Ronald was a well-respected accountant.
He was even a partner at the firm.  He made a huge
lump sum of money in there.  Tyrone rode by, but
didn't see any cars at all.  He finally gave up on
looking for Ronald.  "He got to come home.  I'll call
over there later on."

Tyrone got home to find no one there but Damien.  He
was screwed also.  He couldn't be with Jamar no more,
for fear of someone finding out he was with Jamar.
Everybody knew he was bisexual, but if anybody found
out he was fucking Jamar, people would think he was
100% gay.  Damien knew that whoever threw the rock
through the window knew about them.  He had to know
who threw the rock.  Damien didn't have any enemies.
Everybody liked him.  He was the class clown.  Damien
heard Tyrone coming up the stairs.  "Sup, kid.  Where
you been.  I knew you didn't want to try out for
football.  I been here almost an hour."  "I went
riding around. It was boring here.  I plan to stay
over tomorrow with yall at the tryouts.  The coach
will let me stay.  We real cool."  "Cool."  Tyrone was
too horny to do anything.  He went in his room and
went to sleep.  He decided to take a little nap.
About two hours later, Damien came in and woke Tyrone
up.  "Tyrone, let's go out. I can't be with Jamar no
mo, so I need new recruits."  Tyrone got up and got
dressed.  "Let's go.  We can't stay out too long.  You
know how mom is about school nights."

	Greg had just gotten off the phone with Jason.  He
had been on the phone three long hours.  He deleted
the redial, so his dad wouldn't know he was calling.
Ronald didn't like Jason's parents.  Before Jason's
parents died, they were the snobbiest people on the
earth.  They went around bragging about their money
and if they saw you and know you didn't as much money
as they did, they would let you know.  Ronald didn't
like people that were snobs. He also didn't want his
son around them, either.  Even though Jason is nothing
like his parents, Ronald still didn't want Greg around
him, except in school. He was bored, so he decided to
go see Rodney.  He and Rodney were good friends.  They
were both on the baseball team last season.  Greg left
for Rodney's house.

	Brian had finished duplicating the tapes.  He gave
Rodney his copy, he put the original in the closet,
and he left the house with the other copy.  He was
going to Jamar's house to get exactly what he wanted.
He knew he had to do it soon.  He knew Rodney couldn't
keep this secret forever.  Brian knew his plan would
work.  Even if Jamar took the tape and destroyed it,
he had another copy.  He was going to get Jamar to
blow him before nightfall.  Brian arrived at Jamar's
house.  No one was home, but Jamar.  "Perfect!!"
Brain knocked on the door.  Jamar answered the door in
his boxers.  "What the hell are you doing at my door?"
 Brian quickly thought of something, "I came to
apologize about what happened in the lockerrrom
today."  "I knew yo bitch-ass would come crawling like
a little faggot.  Get yo ass in here."  Brian knew it
would work.  Brian went in the house, Jamar shut the
door, and they both went in the living room.  "Get on
your knees and apologize to me."  "No, bitch, you will
get on your knees if you know what's good for you."
"Who the hell you talking to?"  Brian went over the
VCR and put the tape in.  "This is why you will be on
your knees."  Brian started the tape and Jamar was
horrified with what was on the screen.  He couldn't
tell who's dick it was.  All you could see was his
face with a dick in his mouth.  "I have more copies of
this, which I will give out tomorrow if you don't
comply. Jamar slid to his knes.

	Greg had gotten over to Rodney's house.  Rodney had
saw him coming up the stairs.  "Now my revenge on
Jamar will begin.  Rodney went and opened the door.
"Greg, I was just about to call you.  Somebody gave me
something on your boy, Jamar."  "What is it, Rodney?
Don't keep me in suspense."  "It's on tape.  Come up
to my room and I'll show it to you.  They went up in
Rodney's room and Rodney started the tape.  "Oh my
god. Jamar is a faggot. No wonder that bitch wants to
play every sport.  He needed a good look at everybody.
 Eww!  We got undressed for him.  He was probably
looking at our dicks then.  Eww!  Make me a copy of
this.  I'm going show everybody on the team."  "Here,
take this one.  I still got the original.  This one is
a copy."  Greg took the tape.  "I'm going to
Damien's." Greg left the house.  He decided to go see
Jason first and show him.

	Jamar had unzipped Brian's pants.  They fell to the
floor.  "I told you I was going to get you for all
these years.  Suck my mutha-fucking dick, you sick
faggot.  And to think, you called me a faggot all
these years when you were actually catching balls in
your mouth.  Jamar began sucking Brian's dick.  He
wasn't doing real good.  He knew that everybody would
know in the morning.  Brian didn't care.  He just
wanted to humilate Jamar and to at least cum down his
throat.  Jamar was doing so bad, Brian took his dick
out and jacked himself.  He jacked and jacked and
jacked until he started cumming.  A big glob of cum
hit Jamar on the face.  He put his dick back in
Jamar's mouth so the rest would go down his thorat.
Jamar began to cry. "Don'y cry now, bitch.  If you
would have left me alone, I might would just tossed
the tape.  You left me no choice.  He left the tape
playing and he went home.

	Greg got to Jason's house.  Jason had given him a
key, so he went right on in.  Jason was on the couch,
watching TV with nothing on but his briefs and a
tanktop.  "Hey, Jason.  I got something to show you.
I got it from Rodney.  Somebody gave him this.  It is
about Jamar.  Jason got up and kissed his man.  "What
is it?"  "A tape.  I'll put it in."  Greg showed him
the tape.  While Greg was showing it to Jason, Rodney
had went to Aaron's and showed it to him. What Rodney
didn't know is that Aaron was the one who made the
tape.  Jason hollered, "that nigga gay?  Shit, you
will be surprise who is actually gay around here.
That nigga is sucking dat dick."  "I know. I gotta go,
man.  I wasn't gone leave the house, but I was bored
and I went to Rodney."  "Maybe I can help you get
unbored."  Jason got up and tongue-kissed Greg.  Jason
then took off Greg's shirt.  Jason sat Greg down on
the couch and went to make sure the door was shut and
locked.  Jason came back and sat beside Greg.  He
leaned over and started sucking on Greg's neck.
Jason's tongue moved down Greg's chest, all over his
pecs, down to his abs.  "Greg, I gon do something I
have never done with anybody."  Jason went down and
unbuckled Greg's pants.  "Lift up, baby."  Greg lifted
up and Jason pulled his pants down to his ankles.  He
also pulled down Greg's boxers. Greg was shocked when
Jason engulfed his dick.  Jason had never sucked a
dick before in his life.  He knew that they were
getting more serious.

	Rodney left Aaron's.  He was walking down the street
when he saw Tyrone and Damien.  "Hey Tyrone.  Take
this tape.  Somebody gave it to me.  It is about
Jamar.  Go home and watch it.  I can get another copy.
 You will be in for the biggest shock of your life.
They were on their way back home from the club.  They
both had gotten some numbers from other dl niggas.
They got to the house and Tyrone popped in the tape.
There he saw Jamar, on his knees, in front of
somebody.  You couldn't tell exactly how it was.
Damien came into Tyrone's room. "Hey, what is on
that...."  Damien was cut off by what he saw on the
screen.  There was Jamar.  He was getting fucked up
the azz by some mystery man.  He thought to himself,
"Now I know I can't be with this nigga."  He knew that
wasn't his dick in the video.  His dick was lighter
than the one on the screen.  "Oh damn.  Knowing
Rodney, he showed everybody in town this tape.  Jamar
gon catch hell tomorrow when he get to school.

	Jamar was still sitting on the floor, crying.  He
knew that his life was over with. Then he thought,
"Everybody knew that Damien was fucking dudes. It
won't be so bad in the morning.  Then he realized that
Damien was doing to fucking.  He actually got fucked.
He didn't want to go to school tomorrow.  He also knew
that his relationship with Aaron was over with.  Aaron
wanted a dl nigga.  Aaron wasn't going to be with him,
knowing that everybody knew he was getting fucked by
dudes.  Jamar knew his life was over, but he still
planned to go to school tomorrow.

Everybody in town had gone to bed, even Greg and
Jason.  Jason had finished sucking Greg's dick.  They
had went up and got in Jason's bed.  Greg had laid his
head on Jason's chest and they both fell asleep.  None
of them knew that tomorrow would be a day no one would
forget.

--------THE NEXT DAY AT SCHOOL--------

Everybody had gotten to school.  Of course, Damien,
Brian, and everybody else that knew about Jamar and
the tape was telling the people who didn't know.
Brian had actually brought the tape to school just in
case an opportunity came up where he could use it.
Jamar was going to his locker. He opened the locker
and found a note.  He opened the note:

FAGGOT!!FAGGOT!!FAGGOT!!FAGGOT!!FAGGOT!!FAGGOT!!FAGGOT!!
FAGGOT!!FAGGOT!!FAGGOT!!FAGGOT!!FAGGOT!!FAGGOT!!FAGGOT!!
FAGGOT!!FAGGOT!!FAGGOT!!FAGGOT!!FAGGOT!!FAGGOT!!FAGGOT!!
FAGGOT!!FAGGOT!!FAGGOT!!FAGGOT!!FAGGOT!!FAGGOT!!FAGGOT!!
FAGGOT!!FAGGOT!!FAGGOT!!FAGGOT!!FAGGOT!!FAGGOT!!FAGGOT!!
FAGGOT!!FAGGOT!!FAGGOT!!FAGGOT!!FAGGOT!!FAGGOT!!FAGGOT!!
FAGGOT!!FAGGOT!!FAGGOT!!FAGGOT!!FAGGOT!!FAGGOT!!FAGGOT!!

	Jamar knew that he was doomed.  He got his books, but
he kept hearing snickering.  Everybody in the school
knew about him.  He was determined to find out who did
this to him and make him pay.  Just as he was about to
leave, Aaron came by him. "Aaron, wait."  Aaron walked
right past like he didn't know Jamar.  Jamar wanted to
cry, but he knew that it would make his situation
worse.  He went to his first class.  He went to his
desk to foind something.  Someone had gotten a red ink
pen and wrote the word FAGGOT in 3D on his desk. You
couldn't erase it.  He sat down.  Brian was in this
class, so Jamar really caught it.  Everything that
Brian asked the teacher, it hinted around Jamar.  The
period was finally over.  He went on to second and
third period.  They weren't so bad.  Not many people
in those classes knew.  Lunch period came.  He didn't
want to go to lunch.  No one was in there to stop the
abuse.  He went and got his food and went to sit with
the jocks.

The jocks gave him hell.  "Hey Jamar, after you finish
eating, why you join me in the bathroom and you can
eat my tube-steak?"  "No, I can bend over and he can
have a buffet of azz.  Tyrone was sitting there
watching the kocks tear into him.  He felt bad. Tyrone
suspected that Aaron had something to do with that
tape. He had a wierd look on his face. Not only was
Jamar catching hell, but his plan wouldn't work. Jamar
might strike back and tell everybody that he fucked
him.  "Hey Jamar, look under the table."  Jamar looked
under the table.  They all had took their dicks out
and were waving them under the table.  Jamar got up
and left.

Some of the jocks decided to follow.  Jamar went into
the bathroom.  Bad mistake for Jamar.  The jocks
followed.  There was no other way out the bathroom.
One of the jocks spoke. "Jamar, get on your knees,
bitch.  You will suck all our dicks right here and
now."  Jamar knew he had no choice, he got on his
knees.  The first jock, Patrick, jumped up and threw
his long, black dick in Jamar's mouth.  "Look, the
faggot blowing me.  Suck me, mutha-fucka. Suck it,
now."  Jamar sucked Patrick's dick like his life
depended on it.  Soon, Patrick blew a large bucket of
cum down Jamar's throat. "Not only are you a faggot,
but a cum-faggot.  This nigga swallows."  Next, Daniel
went up and go this dick sucked.  "Oh shit.  This
nigga betta than my bitch, Tracy.  This nigga can give
a good hummer."  Daniel came hard on Jamar's face.
"Since Patrick came down your throat, I'll give it to
you on your face."  Lamar was going to get a blowjob,
but the lunch bell rang.  "You gon suck my dick b4 the
day is over with."  They were leaving the bathroom
when Patrick holler out, "if you tell anyone about
what went on in here, I'm gon beat your bitch ass.
You see this." Patrick pulled out a sharp blade. "You
tell anyone what happened, bitch you will die."

	Soon the day was over with.  It was time for football
practice.  "Hey Damien, can I catch a ride with you
and Tyrone home?  I wanna stay over." Lamar came over
and asked.  He wanted a piece of Jamar's mouth before
he went home.  "Sure, we'll run you home.  Tyrone
decided to stay over.  They got in the lockerroom and
the Coach had the TV out.  He was going to show them
some tapes of last season and point out what mistakes
they had made.  Suddenly, the PA came on telling the
coach he had a phone call.  "Alright men, I going to
take this call.  Go ahead and run 3 laps on the
track."  Everybody went outside except Brian.  He saw
this as his chance.  He moved the third tape and
placed the tape of Jamar in place of it.  Brian then
went and ran his three laps.  Brian went and called
Rodney on his cell phone, "Rodney, my final revenge on
Jamar will happen when we get back in the gym."  "What
did you do and why will it happen in the gym?"  "I
took the tape of Jamar and I put in place of one of
the football tapes.  When we look at the tapes,
everybody will see what happened."  "That was good
thinking.  I like it.  He deserves it." Rodney was at
home.  He knew that he had to get to the school to see
it.  Luckily, he stayed 5 minutes from the school.

When Rodney got there, the coach call everyone back in
and they were getting ready to watch the tapes.
Tyrone had come with the Coach from the office to
watch the tapes also. The coach began pointing out the
many mistakes.  Very boring.  They went from the first
tape to the second. Now the Coach was on the third.
Rodney leaned over, "What tape is it?"  "It is this
one.   The third tape." The coach put the third tape
in and pressed the play button.  Jamar was not ready
for this.  It took him by surprise.  There it was,
Jamar, getting fucked by a huge black dick.  "Coach,
this isn't football.  This is baseball. Look, Jamar is
the catcher.  The pitcher is unknown.  Look how happy
Jamar is.  He was born to be a fag."  Jamar didn't
care what they thinked now.  He was about to run out
when someone came to mind.  Brian.  Jamar knew that
Brian had a copy of the tape and he wanted to get back
at him for everything that has happened.  Jamar jumped
up and punched Brian in the face.  Rodney got up and
jumped on Jamar.  Then the rest of the jocks jumped on
Jamar.  He didn't like him now that he was an open
faggot.  Jamar was a bloody mess.  Jamar got up and
left.

Jamar ran to the office.  The secretary saw him
dripping in blood.  "Ms. Jackson, call an ambulance.
Jamar, honey, what happened to you."  Jamar was in too
much pain to answer.  The ambulance rolled up and the
paramedics put Jamar on the cot and carried him off to
Jacksonville Memorial Hospital.  Tyrone was in the
lockerroom.  He felt terrible.  He decided to go to
the hospital and tell Jamar the truth.  He got there,
but he was too late.  Jamar was in a coma, hanging on
by a thread.  Tyrone started to cry.  His obsession
with his brother's fucks has almost cost someone their
life.  He decided then that he would never try to fuck
another one of Damien's booty calls.  Damien saw his
brother crying.  "Why you crying, little bro?" "I'm
not crying.  I got something in my eye.  My eyes are
watering.  You ready?"

	Several hours later, about 7:00, the news about
Jamar's death was circulating around town.  Jamar had
severed massive brain damage, and if he had survived,
he would have been paralyzed all over his body.
Tyrone felt a little guilty, but it was Aaron that
broke down.  He was so depressed.  All he wanted was
to get back at Jamar for cheating on him with Damien.
How would he know that it would lead to the death of
his ex-boyfriend.  His parents, who still didn't know
that he was gay, didn't understand why he had to die.
They hadn't even heard about him getting beat up in
the lockerroom.  The only reason they knew he was in
the hospital is because the doctor called to say that
he had passed on.  They went to the hospital where the
principal, Mr. Jefferies, explained what happened in
the lockerroom.  "I want those teenagers that jumped
my son to pay.  I wanna know why did they jump him?
Was they that mad at him?"  "Mr. Brown, Mrs. Brown,
your son apparently was a homosexual."  "Our son was
not a faggot.  We have met most of his girlfriends to
know he wasn't gay."  "Yes, he was.  This is what
started the fight."  Mr. Jefferies gave Jamar's
parents the tape of him having gay sex.

	Funeral arrangements were made for Jamar.  Tyrone
decided he was going to the funeral.  Aaron also
decided to go to the funeral.  For a whole year and a
half, Jamar was the love of his life.  Rodney, Brian,
and 4 others were arrested and booked for involutary
manslaughter.  Rodney and Brian were later acquitted.
They both explained that they only hit him once.  The
other ones were coming toward Jamar, so they moved out
the way.  Damien came and confirmed their story.  The
funeral was tomorrow.  The principal announced that
anyone going to Jamar's funeral would be excused for
absence.  The principal also announced that they had
to stay for the whole service and that they would have
to sign a sheet when they got there and when they left
and he would be there with the paper.  Everybody left
school.  Football season was cancelled, due to the
lack of players.

	The funeral came.  Jamar had a lot of relatives.
They were a whole bunch of people apart of the family.
 There would have been many more, but some of Jamar's
family was homophobic.  They would let that stop them
from seeing Jamar for one last time.  Most of what was
left of the team was there. They felt real bad.  The
thing that made them feel worse was that he picked at
him for being with a man when most of them were on the
dl. Damien, Tyrone, Greg, Jason, and the rest of them
were fucking dudes on the side.  All of them had
sucked dick at least once.  Some of them get fucked.
Jason fucks Greg in the azz.  Damien and Tyrone have
had it up the azz. After the funeral, the guys decided
to go out for burgers.  Nobody was really up for it,
but everybody went on.

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