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Japanese railways must be a paradise for perverts. As someone who frequently hunts in the carriages, I have different prey almost every day. Especially those young female students; the mere touch of their underdeveloped breasts makes them tremble with nervousness, yet they dare not utter a sound. Even after my penis penetrates their virginity, taking their precious chastity, they only dare to silently shed tears.　

Because I usually wait for my prey on the particularly long "Yamamori Line," I usually have about an hour to enjoy these virgins. I always like to hold their soft breasts tightly, my penis moving in and out of their tight virgin vaginas, enjoying the pleasure of breaking their hymen. Finally, I fill their tender wombs with my hot semen, completing the entire rape hunt. Then I wipe the remaining bright red virgin blood and excess milky white semen off the girls' school skirts, leaving their skirts stained with the blood of their lost virginity, as they leave the carriage enduring the pain of their vaginas being brutally violated.

Today, I arrived at the station as usual, but I never expected this unexpected discovery. A girl of about eighteen stood gracefully in the distance. Tall and slender, with a stunningly beautiful figure, she wore a black pleated mini-skirt that revealed her smooth, white thighs, deeply attracting the gaze of every man. My greedy gaze traveled up her slender waist, lingering briefly on her breasts beneath her white t-shirt, before slowly moving contentedly to her delicate face. The girl had shoulder-length, jet-black hair. Looking closer at her face, I almost gasped – it was indeed the famous beauty from Yagami High School – Tsukamoto Yakumo! I had heard rumors of her beauty and demureness. She seemed preoccupied, having just boarded the train and gone to the corner of the carriage, leaning against the wall, silently gazing out the window. Her melancholy eyes evoked both love and pity. I carefully confirmed her identity, and slowly approached her from behind.

A large number of passengers poured into the station, but that didn't matter, as it provided me with an opportunity to approach Yakumo discreetly. The train slowly pulled away, the carriage already packed with passengers, each doing their own thing. I stood behind Yakumo, carefully observing my surroundings until I was sure the passengers around me wouldn't notice my actions, before quietly approaching her. I pressed myself against Yakumo's back, one hand lightly around her waist, the other gently lifting her miniskirt, my hand simultaneously resting on her smooth thigh.

(Ah... pervert...) Yakumo, captivated by the view from the window, was startled, realizing she had encountered a pervert. Yakumo wasn't a girl who hadn't encountered perverts before; it was common on the Tokyo subway, so she had plenty of experience dealing with such people. Usually, she would give them a sharp elbow to let them know they weren't someone to be trifled with, thus deterring them from backing down. But this time, with someone pressing so close from the start, even embracing her tightly—such a bold move was something Yakumo had never considered before.

Yakumo's body trembled slightly, and I intensified my assault. My hand, which was around her waist, slowly rose, slipping inside her t-shirt and groping her soft, smooth breasts through her bra. My hand, which had been resting on her thigh, also slipped inside her inner thigh, teasing her private parts through the thin fabric of her panties. (Ah... How embarrassing... No...) Yakumo almost cried out in fright at the lecher's audacity, but thinking of the humiliating scene that awaited her, she could only desperately endure it, twisting her body and pressing herself against the glass window in front of her, hoping to escape the lecher's clutches. Unfortunately, the devil was always one step ahead. I pressed in step by step with Yakumo's movements, until finally I had Yakumo pressed tightly against the glass window.

One, two... I hastily ripped off the buttons on Yakumo's t-shirt, then pulled down her front-fastening bra. Yakumo's alabaster-white breasts were now exposed to the air. I gently pinched her tender pink nipples with my fingers, shamelessly squeezing and twisting them.

(No...no...how could he...blatantly violate me like this...) Yakumo's pretty face was already as red as a ripe apple, and the cute little nipples I was pinching between my fingers were already hard and erect with passion. "Enough...enough...don't do it there..."

(Ah...why is it hard...) It felt like an electric current was spreading from her nipples, which were being played with by a strange man. (How could I react to such lewd and obscene acts...) Yakumo thought to herself, she was actually aroused by someone on the train, and she couldn't help but secretly hate her body for being so weak. But the other person's technique was too good, teasing her nipples gently from time to time, making her body feel more and more numb and sore. I kissed Yakumo's cheek, and she hurriedly twisted her neck to avoid it. So I took the opportunity to kiss her small earlobe, sucking and licking it while gently blowing air into her ear. Yakumo seemed to be silently enduring it, but from her increasingly rapid breathing, I knew that she was also aroused. I found the tight crevice covered by her panties and began to stroke it back and forth with my fingers. The intense pleasure made Yakumo's legs unsteady, and she needed my pressure to maintain her balance. I greedily slipped my fingers into Yakumo's panties, playing with the girl's already moist crevice and the sensitive pearl hidden deep within. (No...no...but...it feels so good!) Even when she masturbated, she couldn't get this kind of pleasure. Yakumo felt her mind gradually go blank, and her struggling body gradually weakened, almost falling over. Now she could only lean on me.

I pressed my entire palm against Yakumo's vulva, gently probing the entrance of her peach garden with my middle finger, repeatedly thrusting in and out with just a small section of the fingertip, causing her to gush with vaginal fluid. (It actually went in... on the train... being violated by fingers...) Waves of pleasure surged through my lower body, Yakumo's eyes gradually became hazy, and she began to moan softly. My finger continued to penetrate deeper into Yakumo's body, gently parting the tightly closed vaginal walls, until finally, the penetration of my fingertip was stopped by the soft membrane inside Yakumo's vagina. I was overjoyed to know that I had found the symbol of Yakumo's first experience. To avoid accidentally damaging Yakumo's precious hymen, I slowly withdrew my finger, and in doing so, pulled down Yakumo's already soaked panties.

Yakumo had understood the pervert's intention from the moment he pulled down her panties. The despicable pervert was not only not satisfied with his physical desires, but also dared to defile her pure virgin body. Yakumo had always striven to maintain her virginity, hoping to give her precious first time to her future husband. Naturally, she didn't want to lose it, so she frantically struggled. (No, absolutely not!) Unfortunately, Yakumo's strength was less than a tenth of mine. I ignored her feeble resistance and lifted her from behind, holding her by the waist. Because Yakumo was shorter than me, I decided to enter her in this position. I gently lifted Yakumo from behind, and losing her balance, she could only press her hands tightly against the glass in front of her to maintain her balance. Taking advantage of this brief opening, I squeezed my legs between Yakumo's thighs, spreading her tightly closed thighs, completely exposing her forbidden area.

(No... ah... please don't do such lewd things...) Yakumo could only protest in her heart, her body completely at my mercy. The bustling crowd around her made Yakumo even more afraid to make a sound. (If someone sees this...it'll be so embarrassing...they'll hate me...)

I unzipped my pants, freeing my long-awaited penis. The hot, large glans eagerly pressed against Yakumo's lips, inhaling her virginal fragrance. I released my hands and began kneading Yakumo's breasts. Losing support, her body slid downwards, her virgin lips swallowing my penis without choice. Yakumo hurriedly clamped her legs around my waist, clearly not wanting to lose her virginity, but her strength was insufficient to support her entire weight, as I could still feel my penis penetrating deeper and deeper into her body. (I was about to lose control...)

I gently tugged at and played with Yakumo's small nipples. Yakumo's legs began to tremble, her cherry lips were tightly closed, and her eyes were filled with tears. My glans was already pressed against Yakumo's hymen. I didn't want Yakumo to waste any more of my precious time fucking her, so I released her breasts and grabbed her waist instead, then pulled down hard. My large glans slammed into Yakumo's precious hymen and squeezed into the girl's tight vagina. "Ah..."

Yakumo bit her lower lip, enduring the excruciating pain of losing her virginity. She gasped for breath, tears streaming uncontrollably down her face. Not wanting her pathetic state to be seen by the lecherous man behind her, she lowered her head, staring blankly at the floor. Unwittingly, she saw the man's thick penis slowly entering her body, her labia stretched wide, struggling to swallow his massive member. Drops of her lost virgin blood flowed from her vaginal opening, down his penis, and onto his white trousers, staining the fabric crimson. (How shameful…to lose my virginity in a place like this…)

I diligently explored Yakumo's virgin vagina, my only thought being: Narrow!! Not just narrow, but incredibly narrow. Yakumo's vagina was narrower and more tender than any of the girls I'd been with, yet the inner flesh knew how to suck and grip my penis tightly, making me feel incredibly good. My enormous glans penetrated deeper and deeper, finally pressing hard against Yakumo's cervix. However, a small portion of my penis remained outside her body. I kissed Yakumo's pretty face again, this time unable to escape. I deeply sucked on her red lips, my tongue roughly plunging inside, entwining with the tiny bud inside. I sucked the saliva from Yakumo's mouth, simultaneously ejaculating my own into her lips.

(Oh God... in front of everyone...) Yakumo was filled with helplessness and despair. Having never had sexual experience, Yakumo never imagined that her first time would be given to a stranger whose name she didn't even know. She had wholeheartedly wanted to give her first time to the man she secretly loved, but here she was losing her first kiss, losing her virginity. Yakumo could only stare blankly out the window. (I'm no longer pure... if this is a nightmare... please wake me up...)

From Yakumo's expression, I knew she was no longer in pain, her breathing had calmed down; it was time to fuck her properly. I withdrew half of my penis from her tight, tender vagina, then thrust it back in forcefully. "Ah..." The powerful thrust forced Yakumo to press herself tightly against the glass. Yakumo's soft breasts were pressed flat by the glass, her rosy nipples rubbing against the cold glass. Yakumo whispered, "No...it's my first time...please don't...be so rough..." I ignored Yakumo's pleas and thrust my penis in and out forcefully. Yakumo could only bite her fingers hard to keep herself from making a sound.

"Ugh...ugh...don't...harder..." Her expression was so pitiful. I played with her earlobe with my tongue while increasing the speed of my thrusts.

The train stopped at a traffic light, and another train happened to stop on the opposite side. Yakumo also noticed that the passengers on the other side had unexpectedly discovered her embarrassing state. Some of the young male passengers were even masturbating obscenely while staring at her exposed breasts. "No...don't look...please..." Overwhelmed by shame, Yakumo struggled again, at least hoping to pull up her t-shirt to reduce the exposure of her breasts. But I wouldn't let Yakumo have her way. I tightly twisted and played with Yakumo's breasts, while simultaneously thrusting even more vigorously into her tender vagina. The intense movements were so clear that nearly a hundred passengers opposite us could clearly see us having sex, and were even discussing our progress.

Yakumo could read minds, and although she didn't want to see it, the comments across from her were clearly visible:

"Look! That woman is so slutty, she looks like she's had an orgasm."

"Look how much she's wet, she must be having a blast."

"That guy is really strong, his penis is almost ten inches long, no wonder that woman is having such a good time."

"With a penis that long, how can that petite woman possibly resist?"

"I bet that guy's huge penis is inside that woman's uterus, otherwise how could her vagina swallow that cannon?"

...

Having sex in front of nearly a hundred people had already exhausted Yakumo's sense of shame, so she could only try her best to twist her body, hoping to portray herself as someone who was being brutally raped.

But the audience opposite saw it differently:

"Look how cooperative that woman is, she really knows how to enjoy herself."

"That man has stopped using the 'doggy style' and switched to the standing position."

Some female audience members couldn't stand it either:

"That woman is so lewd, she actually wants her boyfriend to have sex with her in the carriage."

"His thing is so big, I wish my boyfriend was half as long as his." (To be raped in public by a stranger... and even considered a lewd woman...) Amidst the clamor, everyone unanimously believed that Yakumo and her boyfriend were having open-air sex, and many even thought that Yakumo had actively seduced the man behind her, causing her heartbreak. Especially the man skillfully manipulating her erogenous zones, which not only shattered Yakumo's self-esteem but also aroused the most primal desires of a young girl, making Yakumo deeply feel her own impotence. (It would be better if he were dead...)

The train started moving again, and Yakumo breathed a sigh of relief. Although the train had only stopped for five or six minutes, it felt like half a century to Yakumo. Especially being raped and abused in front of nearly a hundred people made Yakumo feel even more ashamed. Fortunately, now she only needed to wait for the man to ejaculate, and the nightmare would be over.

Just as she thought about ejaculating, Yakumo immediately thought of two problems: From the beginning until now, the man had been going at it for almost half an hour. When would he finish? More importantly, judging from the feeling in her vagina, Yakumo was almost certain that the man behind her was not wearing a condom and was having sex. She absolutely could not let him ejaculate inside her. So Yakumo mustered her remaining courage and twisted her body again to struggle.

I sensed Yakumo's resistance, so I leaned close to her ear and said, "Yakumo, weren't you enjoying yourself just now? Or do you need an audience to be happy?" Yakumo could only plead, "Please let me go, okay? You've already taken my virginity, you should be satisfied."

I thrust hard a few times, "That's right, I've deflowered you, but my little brother is still not satisfied. You can feel how hard it is. You haven't ejaculated yet, have you? Let's ejaculate together, let me fill your lovely womb with my semen."

Yakumo knew that pleading would only further stimulate the man's desire, so she could only grit her teeth and stop making any sound, hoping that the man would finish quickly so that she could escape this nightmare. Seeing Yakumo's expression, I understood her plan. I deliberately slowed down the pace of my thrusts, ensuring each slow, deliberate stroke hit her G-spot precisely. The intense pleasure overwhelmed Yakumo. "Ah...ah...no...why...it feels so strong..." She climaxed after only a dozen or so thrusts, her body involuntarily clenching the penis that was raping her.

Yakumo's body was slow to warm up; it took me almost half an hour to reach my first orgasm. However, this female orgasm was more intense than most. Yakumo's already extremely tight vagina contracted to its limit, gripping my penis tightly, while her clitoris sucked at my glans, trying to squeeze out every last drop of semen. The intense pleasure made Yakumo tremble all over, almost letting out a moan. In her haste, she bit her hand, her white teeth almost drawing blood, and her snow-white neck flushed with shame. (I came... I came because I was raped... and it happened on a train... I shouldn't be such a lewd woman...) Yakumo knew she had reached orgasm under the shameless ravaging of the pervert, and tears streamed down her face as she secretly hated her own body for being so sensitive.

I fully enjoyed Yakumo's orgasm: "Finally came? Of course, I'm so good, even a virgin would come from me, let alone a tender virgin like you. The best is yet to come, after I fuck you two or three thousand more times, I guarantee you'll be in heaven, and you'll even pee from your orgasm."

After the afterglow of her climax subsided, Yakumo decided to harden her heart and end the man's cruel play: "I want you to stop immediately, or I'll scream."

I smiled and kissed Yakumo's cheek: "You won't. Look at the travel bag at your feet. The video camera inside recorded the entire process of our intimacy. Do you want to use it as evidence?"

Yakumo felt a wave of dizziness wash over her. The man had not only taken her virginity but also filmed the process to blackmail her, plunging her into an eternal hell from which the man could continue to toy with her. In desperation, Yakumo whispered, "What do you want? If it's money, I can give it to you, please spare me..."

Hearing Yakumo's plea filled me with the pleasure of a victor. I increased the speed of my thrusts and said, "Money! I won't shortchange you. What I want is pleasure. I want you to be my sex slave, to be trained by me day and night." Yakumo's face flushed red, she bit her lip tightly and shook her head resolutely.

Despite this, I saw a burning desire in Yakumo's eyes, and said definitively, "Soon you will become my sex slave. You will do anything for me, even beg me to rape you, penetrate you, fill you with my semen, and make you pregnant." At the same time, I intensified the thrusting of my penis, and groped Yakumo's erogenous zones, pinching her nipples. My penis thrust in and out, sometimes lightly, sometimes heavily, and with each thrust, I could faintly hear the "splashing" sound of water. Yakumo felt the desire in her body gradually rising. Although her will wanted to refuse, the dam of reason was shaky under the constant impact of the waves of sexiness. She was so ashamed that tears streamed down her face, and she pleaded in a low voice, "No...no...please...don't do it anymore...I can't take it anymore..." I didn't reply, but simply sealed her lips with mine, stirring Yakumo's cherry lips with my tongue.

Under my deep, French kisses, Yakumo felt her mind go blank. Finally, unable to resist the intense needs of her body, she suppressed only a beautiful moan from her throat, while her hands reached back to try and hold me tighter. After the kiss, our saliva formed a lewd thread. I teased, "You're so tight, Yakumo. Is this your first time? Your

first time in front of so many people, isn't it exciting?" Yakumo shut her mouth tightly in embarrassment, but her body uncontrollably sought further pleasure.

(No...no...I can't let myself sink any deeper...but...it feels so good...I want it to feel even better...)

The man's sarcastic words ruthlessly shattered Yakumo's last shred of self-respect, tempting her to abandon her last bit of restraint.

"Don't be shy! Your juices are almost dripping onto the floor."

"Your nipples are standing so straight, you really are slutty! You actually want me to play with you, do

n't you?" "What's wrong? You can already twist your waist by yourself? Your vagina is also tightly gripping my penis. You say no, but your body is quite obedient."

(I... can't take it anymore... I can't hold back anymore... my mind is blank...) Yakumo felt her whole body burning hot, her consciousness was hazy, she only felt her waist twisting unconsciously, seeking more pleasure, the tender flesh of her vagina spasmed sensitively with each thrust of the penis, involuntarily overflowing more honey juice, her thighs were already wet, and the juices seemed to flow down to her calves and heels, her snow-white breasts were so tight that it was unbearable, her nipples stood up high, and were teased and rubbed by the strange man from time to time.

Her small mouth could only gasp for breath, releasing the pleasure within her body. Occasionally, she had to bite her lower lip tightly to avoid making too much of a moan. She struggled constantly in the narrow gap between pleasure and depravity, waves of electricity coursing through her body.

(So good...so amazing...I've never felt this good before...) Suddenly, Yakumo's body trembled, her delicate body tensed up, and I felt her vagina contract. A large amount of vaginal fluid gushed out, and I knew that Yakumo had been brought to orgasm by me once again.

Looking at Yakumo, whose eyes were glazed over, mouth slightly open, and panting heavily, I patted her flushed face triumphantly: "What am I doing that makes you feel so good?"

Yakumo had just experienced another climax, her eyes glazed, her face flushed, and she mumbled, "You're doing me...raping me."

I laughed and asked, "Do I rape you well?" Yakumo blushed and gasped, "No...please stop me...it's too embarrassing..." I pretended to be displeased and said, "I want you to tell me, how was it? Did it feel good?" Then, I played with her breasts with both hands, and suddenly my penis slid in to the top. Yakumo felt a surge of intense pleasure rush to her mind, almost crying out. She quickly covered her mouth with her hands, turned back to look at me with pitiful eyes, and weakly replied, "You raped me...very well!" I grinned smugly and asked, "How will I rape you? Tell me clearly..." Then my penis thrust faster, my hands continued to knead her breasts, my tongue licked the back of her snow-white ear, and her entire body's erogenous zones were assaulted. Yakumo felt her mind spinning, waves of pleasure surging up, making her unsteady on her feet. The sensual

pleasure was like fire, completely robbing Yakumo of any remaining shame, hesitation, rationality, and fear. (I don't care... I don't care about anything... It feels so good... I want more...) She then reached her third orgasm. I deliberately stopped, grinning maliciously, "Well? I'm asking you something."

Yakumo, enduring the pleasure of her third orgasm, whispered, "You... you used your penis to penetrate my vagina, breaking my... virginity, and kept fucking me, raping me... fucking me until I kept coming..."

I delicately played with Yakumo's already hard and swollen breasts: "Do you want me to continue?"

(This man is a devil...) Yakumo tried her best to maintain the last bit of dignity, biting her lip and remaining silent. I rubbed my penis against Yakumo's G-spot. Yakumo felt numbness and soreness in her lower body. Her vagina, which had experienced three orgasms, had become extremely sensitive, but she could not reach orgasm under the man's control. The emptiness in her vagina was driving Yakumo crazy. (No... I'm going crazy... I want to orgasm so badly...) In desperation, desire overcame everything: "Please keep fucking me... rape me quickly."

I pressed again: "With what? With what?" Yakumo was so anxious that she was going crazy. Her cheeks were red, and she could only say in a trembling voice: "Please... use your... big... big penis... to fuck me..." Before she could finish speaking, she was already so ashamed that she wanted to die. In the past, Yakumo would feel ashamed whenever she heard these words, but today she was saying them herself, begging a stranger to rape her.

(I'm so lewd... I'm so ashamed I want to die...)

Of course, I wouldn't let the beauty down, so I worked even harder, thrusting in and out at an astonishing speed, each stroke stimulating her G-spot, each thrust bringing out a lot of her juices. One orgasm after another deeply stimulated Yakumo's nerves, so much so that she could only scratch the glass with her fingertips, enduring the spasms of pleasure. The shame that had just welled up was quickly overwhelmed by wave after wave of pleasure.

(I'm going to die... It feels so good... More... More...) Yakumo, like a fish out of water, opened her mouth wide and kept panting and moaning. To avoid attracting attention from others, I put my left hand fingers in Yakumo's mouth, and Yakumo obediently sucked on them, as if performing oral sex, while my right hand pinched her clitoris, my penis thrusting in and out rapidly. Under the double assault, Yakumo felt waves of pleasure washing over her. Her soft breasts swayed up and down, a feeling of fullness surged through her lower body, and a powerful electric current coursed through her entire being. She murmured, "No...no...I'm going to lose it...I'm going to lose it again..."

"It feels so strong...I'm coming...I'm coming..."

"No...I can't take it...if you keep going...it'll break...it'll break..."

Her former reserve was gone forever. Today, the Yakumo before me had become a lustful woman driven only by desire. It was hard to imagine that just an hour ago, Yakumo would have felt uneasy in the presence of a strange man. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but sneer. The number one beauty of Yagami High School, after countless orgasms, had become my plaything.

I held Yakumo's delicate body tightly: "I'm almost there too. I'm going to shoot it all into your womb. Are you ready to ascend to heaven?"

Yakumo's last shred of reason had been ravaged by the continuous, powerful orgasms. She nodded vigorously, pleading, "Please shoot it all in. I want you to fill me up..." I never expected that Yakumo, who was usually reserved and kept her distance from men, would utter such obscene and explicit words. But of course, I would grant her small request: "I want my semen to be inside you for the rest of your life!" After saying that, I thrust my penis straight into the deepest part of Yakumo's body. With each thrust, the hot glans brutally pierced into the depths of Yakumo's tender womb. Her vagina, fully lubricated by her honey-like juices, gripped my penis tightly. Finally, I let the hot, milky-white semen erupt like a volcano into Yakumo's womb.

"So...so good...so good...ah...it's...it's coming out...ah...ah..." As the hot semen poured into her uterus, the intense pleasure brought Yakumo to the peak of her orgasm. The intense pleasure numbed her nerves, causing her to lose control of her bladder. Golden liquid flowed down her thighs and onto the floor of the carriage. Meanwhile, I contentedly allowed my still-erect penis to remain inside Yakumo. I used my large glans to tightly seal the entrance to her cervix, spraying more semen into her uterus with each pulsation of my penis. Yakumo's uterus cooperated perfectly, contracting and writhing to absorb more semen.

(She was raped to orgasm...and even lost control of her bladder...) Yakumo felt intense shame and self-reproach, yet her body was involuntarily immersed in this unprecedented pleasure, greedily craving my kisses.

However, Yakumo's small uterus couldn't contain the amount I ejaculated. Countless drops of excess semen continued to flow from our point of contact. I dabbed some of the semen flowing back from Yakumo's vagina with my finger, then inserted that semen-covered, milky-white finger into Yakumo's sexy little mouth, playing with her little tongue and smearing the semen on it to compensate for not being able to perform oral sex in the train carriage. Yakumo, in a semi-conscious state, cooperated by eating the semen off my finger.

I checked my watch; the train was almost at its destination. So I withdrew my now-softened penis from Yakumo's body. To prevent the semen from flowing back out of Yakumo's uterus, I tore off her cute little panties and stuffed the scraps into her vagina to stop the flow. Satisfied with my masterpiece, I gently buttoned up Yakumo's torn t-shirt, then mingled with the disembarking passengers and left the train.

The train doors closed again, and the train slowly pulled away. Yakumo remained dazed, pressed against the glass. (A nightmare...it must be a nightmare...) But the urine stains on the floor, the lingering tearing pain in her vagina, and even the still-warm semen deep within her uterus all honestly confirmed the fact that she had been violated. (Sister...Harima-senpai...I'm...I'm...I'm...corrupted...)

The thought of her precious virginity being taken by a pervert, and the potential for pregnancy due to rape, made the young girl unable to hold back her tears any longer. She let the tears stream down her still-red face, slumped onto the stains of urine and semen, and sobbed, clutching her handbag tightly. Feeling the unforgettable souvenir inside her uterus, she was helplessly carried by the train to the next station.

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