Arrows Piercing the Heart 1-5

Chapter 1 Moving

"You promised 150 yuan for the whole move, and now you're suddenly asking for more? Are you taking advantage of us honest people?
I made it perfectly clear to your boss on the phone yesterday. Get moving now, and if there are any problems, have your boss call me
!"

A shrill female voice echoed through the alley, mingling with the chirping of cicadas, making the
noise even more jarring in the sweltering air.

Li Baoli was furious, fanning herself incessantly. Her sweat-soaked chiffon dress clung to her high, rounded breasts,
forcing her to constantly pull it down, feeling incredibly embarrassed. Today was supposed to be a great day for moving into her new home
; she had happily packed all morning, and the moving company had arrived,
but suddenly the movers wanted more money. This was outrageous! Did they think she was easy to bully?

"Oh dear, boss lady, you see, this alley is too narrow. My truck can't get in. We
have to move your things piece by piece outside the alley before loading them onto the truck. Look at this hot weather, we're
already soaked in sweat after just starting. You wouldn't feel right if we didn't give you extra money, would you?"

The burly moving foreman argued with Li Baoli, his face flushed.

Li Baoli looked back at the workers moving things; they were indeed drenched in sweat, their clothes soaked
through and dripping water. Although she felt a little sorry for them, this last-minute price increase still made her furious.

A head popped out of a second-floor window. Li Baoli seemed to sense it and looked up, but the head
immediately shrank back in fright.

"Hurry up and move it for me, be gentle, or I'll make you pay for it!" Helpless, Li Baoli had no choice but to compromise
. There was too much stuff.

She couldn't possibly move it all herself, and she couldn't rely on her thin husband. She could only grumble as she walked
into the stairwell.

"Baoli, what's gotten into you again?" The landlady stood at the door, cracking sunflower seeds, and asked
.

"Sister Wu, I'm moving out soon. This tantrum will only last a little while. Just bear with it a bit longer, okay?" Li Baoli
walked into the room without turning back, glared at her husband Ma Xuewu, and continued tidying up.

"Come on, son, help Dad," Ma Xuewu called to his eight-year-old son standing nearby.
Although Ma Xuewu's name meant "learning martial arts," he was a frail scholar, wearing glasses, a white shirt, and gray trousers. His thin
frame looked like it could be blown away by a gust of wind.

No wonder the fiercely independent Li Baoli had him completely under her thumb. To be honest, Ma Xuewu was a hardworking and resilient
man. A college graduate from the countryside, he was assigned to a state-owned machinery factory after graduation, starting from the bottom. Although
honest and straightforward, and not good at flattery, he eventually rose to
the position of director of the factory office, a leadership position, thanks to his high education and excellent skills.

This time, the factory allocated welfare housing, and he was given a two-bedroom apartment. Finally moving out of his cramped
rented room, Ma Xuewu felt very proud.

Finally, everything was loaded onto the truck. Li Baoli glanced back at the rented room she had lived in for eight years,
thinking to herself, "I'm finally leaving here. I'll never have to put up with that fat landlady's attitude again,
never have to wait in line for that stinky, filthy public toilet again, never have
to worry about being spied on while showering in that public shower room

full of holes. I'm never coming back." Thinking this, Li Baoli felt great. She opened the truck door, got in, and took out a handkerchief to wipe
the sweat from her neck. The profuse sweat made her sky-blue dress cling to her body,
highlighting her ample bosom. The V-neck design revealed a large expanse of fair skin, covered with fine beads of sweat. The
damp chiffon fabric became transparent, vaguely revealing the shape of her bra. The tight bra further accentuated
the softness of her breasts, creating a deep cleavage, with sweat clearly visible flowing into it.

Sweat seeped into her bra, making Li Baoli feel sticky and uncomfortable. She slipped a handkerchief inside to
gently wipe her alluring cleavage. The red-haired man in the driver's seat next to her stared wide-eyed at her tempting bosom
. Li Baoli suddenly noticed his gaze, her face flushing. She snapped, "Hurry up and drive! What are you looking
at?"

Although her tone was harsh, and she genuinely disliked this
man who was trying to take advantage of her, she still enjoyed his burning gaze. Li Baoli was a local; her parents were vegetable vendors. From a young age, she had followed
them to the market, developing a fiery personality. She was indeed a true beauty in the market
, with a pretty face and a curvaceous figure—large in the right places and slender in the right places. She had been
the subject of countless young men's dreams.

With a squeak, the truck stopped in front of a building. Li Baoli opened the door and got out. "Go
in from here, take the elevator to the thirteenth floor, the door on the left. Remember to be quiet and don't break anything."

Li Baoli turned back to instruct Hongtou before going inside.

Ma Xuewu, riding his bicycle with his son Xiaobao and a snakeskin-patterned duffel bag on the back, arrived, sweating profusely.

He had really put in all his effort to catch the truck.

Li Baoli, who had reached the building, turned back and glared at him. "What are you dawdling for? Hurry up, what time is it?"

"Yes, yes, coming," Ma Xuewu hurriedly parked his bicycle and responded meekly.

Ma Xuewu had just carried a suitcase up when he heard his wife yelling again at the elevator entrance, "Right against the wall, right against the wall!
Hey, I said this refrigerator should be against the wall, are you deaf?"

"Hey, ma'am, this is just a rough placement, we'll adjust it later."

"Later? Look how long you've been carrying this! We pay you, and this is how you work? Look at
this floor! You've scratched such a sturdy floor!

If you keep this up, I'll dock your pay!" She said, bending down to wipe the floor,

looking distressed

. Ma Xuewu shook his head helplessly.

Seeing the workers' soaked clothes, Ma Xuewu took out cigarettes. "Come on, workers, you've worked hard, have a
smoke and rest. Xiao Bao… Xiao Bao… go down and buy a few bottles of Xuefeili." Ma Xuewu handed out cigarettes
while telling Xiao Bao to go buy water.

Li Baoli, hearing this, came out of the kitchen and snatched the cigarette her husband was about to light. "Smoke, smoke, smoke!"
" I'll smoke you to death. It's only right that I pay them to do the work. What, you think cigarettes and water are free?
Where were you when they were trying to raise the price? Now you're showing up as a good guy?" The workers gave Ma Xuewu a sympathetic look
, then reluctantly went back out to move their things.

After they finished moving, Ma Xuewu stood at the door and the foreman offered him a cigarette, which Ma Xuewu refused by patting his hand.

"Hey, brother, we're all roughnecks, doing manual labor. Even though you're a leader outside,
with a wife like that, I think we live much more comfortably than you," the foreman said, taking the wages from Ma Xuewu
.

Hearing this from inside, Li Baoli immediately exploded, rushing out the door. "You
son of a bitch, what did you say? What have I done to you? Come on, if you don't explain yourself today, I'll break your legs!" Ma Xuewu
quickly stopped his wife. The foreman, who had only made a casual remark, saw the commotion and quickly left with the workers in the elevator.

After tidying up, Li Baoli prepared a sumptuous meal and asked her son to buy wine and drinks.

At the table, Li Baoli opened a bottle of wine, poured herself a glass, then poured one for her husband, and her son opened a soda
and poured himself a glass too.

"Come on, let's celebrate finally moving into our new home today. Honey, this time it's all thanks to you that I can live in
such a nice house. Come on, son, cheers."

"Cheers, Dad." Ma Xuewu silently clinked his glass with his son's, ignoring the glass Li Baoli offered him and
drinking straight down.

"Alright, I'm in a good mood today, I won't argue with you." Li Baoli smiled and drank the wine in her glass.

"Son, aren't you happy to finally have your own room and not have to squeeze in with Mom and Dad anymore? Son,
come on, recite that poem you learned yesterday for Mom."

Xiao Bao glanced at his father, Ma Xuewu, who remained silent, picking at his food. "Dad doesn't want to hear it, I won't recite it."

"What, can't Mom hear it?" "I won't recite it," Xiao Bao stubbornly replied. Helpless, Li Baoli had no choice but to give up
and urged Xiao Bao to eat.

After showering, Li Baoli walked out of the bathroom wearing a long t-shirt-style nightgown, revealing her long, slender, and fair legs.
The two obvious protrusions on her chest told us that she wasn't wearing a bra. She went into the room and collapsed onto the newly bought bed, feeling
the soft elasticity of the mattress. "It's so nice. Just now, when I was sitting on the toilet in the bathroom, I thought, 'So the toilet
can smell nice too.' Taking a good shower is so comfortable. Ah, husband, this time it's really thanks to you."

Looking at her husband sitting silently at the foot of the bed, Li Baoli turned to the side, slightly pulling up the hem of her nightgown to reveal
the pink lace trim of her panties. Her undulating curves, rounded hips, long, slender legs
, and fair skin gleaming under the light—everything was so alluring, but Ma Xuewu was oblivious. His mind was still replaying
the movers' words from that afternoon.

Even the movers looked down on him. Li Baoli posed for a while, then, seeing Ma Xuewu's lack of reaction, felt
bored. She sat up and nudged him with her foot. "Turn on the fan. Then hurry up and take a shower and go to bed. Don't worry,
I'm tired tonight, I won't bother you."

Ma Xuewu sighed, turned on the fan, grabbed his pajamas, and headed to the bathroom.

When he returned from his shower, Li Baoli was already fast asleep. Ma Xuewu silently watched his sleeping wife for a while, then gently
lay down on the side of the bed and drifted off to sleep himself. The first day in their new home had passed just like that.

Chapter Two: Jianjian

The bustling market was filled with various shouts and the sounds of bargaining.

This was where Li Baoli worked—the Hanzheng Street Small Commodities Wholesale Market. Since being laid off last year, she had
found a sales job here, selling socks at a stall.

The boss was a bald man in his forties, usually called Lao Xu. Lao Xu treated her fairly well; a monthly
salary of 500 yuan wasn't high or low in this city, and with her husband's salary and benefits, the family of three lived
comfortably.

She didn't have to work too hard, and she even had some extra money. Aside from feeling her husband was too useless, Li Baoli was quite
content.

Just as she arrived at the stall, she heard an argument at the entrance. Aunt He was arguing with a young man. Aunt
He was a helper in this market, carrying goods for customers. After customers finished shopping at the market, they needed to transport their goods to the station outside, and
someone would help them carry them through these narrow passages and alleys. They called these porters
"carrying poles," and Aunt He was one of them.

"You haven't paid your sanitation fee this month. Hurry up and pay it,"

the young man said, pointing at Aunt He. "I've never paid any sanitation fee. Are you new here?" Aunt He
argued.

"Nonsense! Who in this market doesn't need to pay sanitation fees? If you keep nagging, I'll make you regret it!"

The young man's face hardened, about to explode. "Stop!" Li Baoli quickly stepped forward. "New here, right? Sister He really
doesn't need to pay sanitation fees. If you have any problems, call Jianjian to come find me."

Not far away, a burly man watched the scene unfold. He had a buzz cut, wore a short-sleeved
floral shirt, and a thick gold chain around his neck. His left arm was covered in tattoos—a full-sleeve tattoo.

He was quite handsome, but his eyes gleamed with a sinister light, and a wicked smile always played on his lips. His name was Liu Jian, and
everyone in the market called him Brother Jian. He was the local thug, and his men collected
protection money under the guise of sanitation fees and management fees every day.

Faced with these ruthless thugs, the market stall owners and workers had no choice but to obediently
pay the so-called sanitation and management fees every month for the sake of their business.

When Li Baoli first came to the market, she was also extorted. However, one time, Brother Jian came by in person and, upon seeing Li Baoli,
instructed his men to stop collecting protection money from her stall.

Afterward, he would frequently visit Li Baoli's stall to ingratiate himself with her. Li Baoli
didn't dislike this tall, imposing man with a wicked smile, and they gradually became quite familiar. Everyone else called him Brother Jian, but
Li Baoli was the only one who could call him "Jianjian." Even Aunt He, who was on good terms with Li Baoli, was exempted from protection money.

"What's going on?" Liu Jian pretended to walk up and ask.

"Jianjian, you're here. Is this kid new? Collecting sanitation fees from Aunt He?"

"Oh, you're blind! Aunt He is one of us. Why would she collect sanitation fees? Get lost!"
The young man, feeling wronged after being scolded by his boss, left. Seeing that everything was alright, Aunt He thanked Liu Jian and Li Baoli and
went back to her work.

"I knew it! Newcomers all need to come to Baoli's stall for a lesson,"

Liu Jian chuckled, slapping Li Baoli's buttocks as she opened the door. Startled
, Li Baoli looked around and, seeing no one was watching, whispered, "You're so disrespectful! If you keep
doing that, I'll get angry!"

Though she said this, the slap on her buttocks sent a jolt through her, making her
blush and her heart race.

Li Baoli had always believed that only men like Liu Jian were real men—his strong physique,
wicked smile, and ruthless methods were far superior to her good-for-nothing husband.

Since becoming acquainted, they addressed each other as brother and sister, and occasionally Liu Jian would touch her inappropriately, but never
excessively.

Li Baoli knew Liu Jian's intentions, but she didn't think anything of it. On the contrary, she enjoyed
the enthusiasm and burning gaze that this man, two years younger than her, showed her.

To Li Baoli's threat, Liu Jian just chuckled, "Sister Li, you look really beautiful today."

Li Baoli was wearing a pale yellow dress that reached above her knees, revealing most of her slender, white legs.
When she bent over to pull up the stall gate, her pert buttocks pushed the skirt up high, no wonder Liu Jian couldn't resist.

"You're so sweet-talking. When am I not beautiful?"

"Of course, of course. Sister Li is always so beautiful. I'm so envious of my brother-in-law."

Hearing Liu Jian mention her husband, and remembering how she had tried to seduce him all night but he remained unmoved, Li Baoli's eyes
darkened as she said, "What's there to envy?"

"Oh, who wouldn't envy someone as beautiful and sexy as Sister Li? If I could marry a
wife like Sister Li, I'd be content for life."

Li Baoli chuckled, being cheeky, as she walked into the stall to organize the goods on the shelves.

Liu Jian followed her into the stall, which was small, only about five or six square meters. Three sides were display cases,
and there was only a small door next to the display case directly opposite the main entrance, leading to a small warehouse.

Li Baoli was arranging the merchandise in the display case when Liu Jian pressed close to her, sniffing her
hair. The strong scent of shampoo was clearly audible. "Sister Li, what brand of shampoo do you use? It smells so good!"

Li Baoli felt Liu Jian's body approaching, his hot masculine breath growing closer until it
pressed against her back. Li Baoli trembled, her hands freezing on the shelf.

Seeing no reaction, Liu Jian moved even closer, almost overlapping her body. "
Sister Li, you're so beautiful." Feeling the hot breath on her neck as Liu Jian spoke, Li Baoli's heart pounded
, her face burning red.

She gave a low reply, "No, not at all."

Liu Jian was secretly delighted. He quickly pulled Li Baoli close, his arm around her waist, and thrust
his already erect penis against her buttocks, as if having sex.

"Ah..." Li Baoli gasped, feeling the man's imposing presence behind her. She turned and gave Liu Jian a flirtatious glare.
"

What are you doing in broad daylight? Someone might see you."

Liu Jian knew this wasn't the right time; he'd already taken advantage, so he chuckled and backed away a little. "Sister Li, you mean
it's okay if no one sees us at night?"

Liu Jian said with a wicked grin. "Pah, I didn't say that. Go away, I still have work to do. You bad boy."

"Hehe, come see Sister Li again sometime, you go ahead and do your work," Liu Jian said, giving Li Baoli's shapely buttocks another pat
before leaving.

Li Baoli took a few deep breaths to calm herself. Suddenly, she felt a wet,
cool sensation below; her vagina had been overflowing with desire. She only realized it now that she was relaxed.

Chapter Three Zhou Fen

After returning home from work, Li Baoli took a shower and lay in bed. Her son was doing his homework in the next room. Li Baoli
recalled the events of the day, and a surge of emotion welled up within her.

Ma Xuewu had come home late again from work. Thinking of her husband, Li Baoli felt a surge of anger. She had
been blind back then. She was so young and beautiful, with so many suitors. Ma Xuewu was also quite handsome, refined, and scholarly
. He went to Li Baoli's vegetable stall every day just to get closer to her. Finally, Li Baoli couldn't
resist his persistent pleading and agreed to date him. However, at that time, he was just a low-level employee in a machinery factory, and
a country bumpkin. Although Li Baoli's family wasn't well-off, they were city residents, and her parents
didn't really like Ma Xuewu.

It wasn't until Ma Xuewu knelt before his mother and promised to obey Li Baoli for the rest of his life and treat her well that
his mother was moved, and Li Baoli was also moved at that time. The two later married, and as time flew by,
they had a child. However, Li Baoli felt increasingly unhappy. Although her husband was obedient,
she felt he was too weak and lacked masculinity. Their sex life was devoid of any passion. Her
young body, only 28 years old, needed a man's comfort, but her husband always finished too quickly, or
worse, couldn't even get an erection.

This made Li Baoli even more resentful, and she became even less kind to her husband, constantly finding
fault and scolding him. Ma Xuewu always remained silent, letting Li Baoli insult him at will.
The more Ma Xuewu acted this way, the more Li Baoli felt her husband was a weakling. If only her husband could be a real man like Liu Jian
.

Thinking of Liu Jian, Li Baoli felt a fire burning in her lower abdomen, which she couldn't suppress. Li
Baoli got up, locked the door, took her husband's pillow, placed it between her legs, and gently rubbed it, letting out soft
moans.

Meanwhile, Ma Xuewu's meeting went on until after 8 PM again, so he invited Sister Liu from the same office and
Zhou Fen, who was in charge of welfare, to have dinner at a roadside stall near the factory.

Ma Xuewu ordered a few bottles of beer, and everyone chatted happily about factory gossip and trivial matters. Speaking of Zhou Fen...
She was a beauty, with an oval face, almond-shaped eyes, and a delicate, endearing appearance. Today, she wore a light pink
dress with white high heels, her slender figure and long, fair legs making her a sight to behold for
the male workers in the factory.

Because she had frequent business dealings with Ma Xuewu in the factory office, she was quite familiar with him.

Zhou Fen's husband was also a factory worker, but unlike Ma Xuewu, he wasn't as fortunate; he was just an ordinary workshop
worker. Ma Xuewu often looked at this gentle wife and imagined how wonderful it would be if he were as gentle as Zhou Fen.

She spoke softly, her movements graceful and charming, every gesture exuding an indescribable allure. In the cheerful
atmosphere, Sister Liu couldn't help but drink a few more glasses, feeling a little dizzy, and got up to go to the restroom.

Ma Xuewu stared blankly at Zhou Fen across from him. Zhou Fen, feeling a little embarrassed by his gaze, lowered her head and
said gently, "Sister Liu, it seems you've had a bit too much to drink."

"Ah, yes, you've had quite a bit. I noticed you haven't had much to drink, Xiao Zhou,"

Ma Xuewu snapped out of his daze. "I... I can't. I can't hold my liquor. I get drunk after just a little. I dare
not drink more."

"Hey, with Sister Liu and me here, what are you afraid of? Are you worried about drinking too much and no one taking you home? Or is someone going to eat you up?"

"No, it's not that. You men just love to get girls drunk," Zhou Fen said coquettishly.

"Hehe, if a woman doesn't get drunk, men won't have a chance. Sigh, I was chatting with the factory manager today, and we were talking about how our factory is now
a system where employees do their best and leaders get what they want. Hahaha, don't you think so?" Zhou Fen raised her head and glanced at Ma
Xuewu, a glance that made Ma Xuewu's bones melt.

"You know, it's true," Zhou Fen said, covering her mouth and giggling.

"Director Ma, let me toast you."

Zhou Fen raised her glass. "Don't call me Director Ma, call me Brother Xuewu. No need to be so formal in private."

While clinking glasses with Zhou Fen, Ma Xuewu lightly touched her hand with the back of his. Zhou Fen blushed
, remained silent, and downed her drink.

Back home, Ma Xuewu was already a little dizzy.

"You're back. Have you eaten?"

Li Baoli came out of the bedroom when she saw her husband return. "Yeah, I worked late, so I ate with my colleagues.
Is Xiaobao asleep?"

"Yes, he's asleep. Go wash up and go to bed early," she said, turning and going into the bedroom.

Ma Xuewu sighed as he watched his wife's retreating figure. She went to the bathroom to shower.

Ma Xuewu pushed open the bedroom door. His wife was leaning against the headboard, lost in thought. Ma Xuewu softly asked,
"Should I turn off the light?"

"Yes," Li Baoli replied.

Ma Xuewu turned off the light, climbed into bed, and lay down, his mind still replaying his date with the beautiful woman from earlier that day. Even
with Sister Liu as a third wheel, it still had a unique charm.

Although there weren't any intimate gestures, Zhou Fen's every move was full of alluring charm, making Ma Xuewu
feel a burning desire, as if a million ants were crawling on his heart.

Li Baoli also lay down. Her earlier attempt to relieve her desire with a pillow hadn't satisfied it; instead, it had only fueled her arousal
. Li Baoli reached for Ma Xuewu's trousers, slipped her hand inside his underwear, and skillfully grasped his penis,
beginning to stroke it.

Ma Xuewu let out a soft groan, knowing that tonight would be another night of "paying his dues."

To be honest, after so many years of marriage, he had long since lost interest in his wife's body. Although her desire had recently
become stronger, he was exhausted and unable to muster any interest.

Each time, it was either a hasty finish or he couldn't get an erection at all.

This made Ma Xuewu even less inclined to have sex with his wife.

Basically, it was always his wife who initiated, and he felt like he was being raped.

Li Baoli masturbated for a while, feeling the penis in her hand becoming slightly hard. She got up and took off her pajamas,
revealing her breasts. She then bent down and removed Ma Xuewu's pajama bottoms and underwear, one hand
grasping her husband's semi-erect penis, the other touching her own chest. A burning desire raged within her
.

Li Baoli's body was already flushed. "Mmm, open your mouth and let me suckle your nipples, it's so uncomfortable."

Li Baoli bent down and placed her breasts on Ma Xuewu's lips. Ma Xuewu opened his mouth and gently licked Li Baoli's nipples,
wondering what was wrong with his wife today.

Usually, she would eagerly insert them as soon as they were hard. "A little harder, too light and it's unbearably itchy," Li Baoli
instructed Ma Xuewu. "Scratch them with your hand, don't be like a dead person."

Ma Xuewu obediently took his hand and gently massaged Li Baoli's full breasts.

"That's important, you haven't eaten!" Ma Xuewu increased the pressure, and Li Baoli groaned.

"Mmm..." Finally, Ma Xuewu's penis reached the hardness required for penetration. Li Baoli flipped over and straddled Ma Xuewu
's crotch, slightly raising her buttocks. One hand held onto the bed, and the other guided Ma Xuewu's penis into her glistening
vulva.

With a firm landing, Li Baoli raised her head, her mouth slightly open, feeling the shape of his penis inside her, letting out a satisfied
moan.

Ma Xuewu stared blankly at Li Baoli, the person before him seemingly overlapping with the girl in the light pink dress.
A surge of energy rose from his lower abdomen; Ma Xuewu could feel his penis grow even larger. Imagining
Zhou Fen taking off her light pink dress, Ma Xuewu became even more excited, lifting his buttocks and
thrusting towards Li Baoli's vulva.

"Ah, that feels so good." Li Baoli felt the penis inside her vagina seem to have grown larger, and overjoyed, she immediately
lay down, pressed her hands against Ma Xuewu's chest, and began to move her hips up and down rapidly.

"Mmm, mmm. Not bad today," Li Baoli said, biting her lip as she looked at Ma Xuewu beneath her,
her lower body not relaxing at all, still moving up and down rapidly. She wanted to take advantage of her husband's still-erect erection to obtain her pleasure
. However, she was disappointed again. After dozens of thrusts, Ma Xuewu ejaculated.

Li Baoli twisted her waist unwillingly, but her tight vagina still
squeezed her husband's now limp penis out of her vagina.

Li Baoli glared angrily at Ma Xuewu. She rolled over and lay back on the bed.

Ma Xuewu awkwardly got up, grabbed a few tissues, and hastily wiped his limp penis. He wanted to reach out and
wipe Li Baoli as well, but Li Baoli slapped him, and he withdrew his hand in embarrassment. He lay down on his side, his back to Li Baoli. Just now
Li Baoli's voice abruptly pulled Ma Xuewu, who was fantasizing about having sex with Zhou Fen, back to reality, followed by
an ejaculation.

Li Baoli turned her back to Ma Xuewu, her heart burning with desire, her pent-up lust unfulfilled
, making her unbearably itchy.

Unconsciously, she reached down to her genitals, caressing her overflowing vulva, fantasizing about Liu Jian's strong body,
recalling the feeling of Liu Jian's hard penis poking her buttocks during the day. "Mmm..."

Li Baoli unconsciously let out a soft moan, a gush of nectar spurting from her vagina. Finally,
aided by her fantasies and her fingers, Li Baoli reached orgasm.

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