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Mom -" I went to testify at the trial for Anna "

Fyodor - "How did it go? His companion do stay in Italy? "

M -" The judge asked me if they lived together. I said yes, I had also given a cot for the home. He said the neighbors say differently. "

F -" So? "

M -" So I asked him if I could talk about feelings "

F - "And the judge?"

M - "She said that feelings have no weight to the Italian justice system and that it is hard enough to figure out if they lived together, let alone understand if you really loved."

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Apa has attacked me some strange sleeping sickness.

Yesterday I managed to sleep only five, after a night of crying and despair against a luminescent figure that seemed odious in the front room. When I regained life in the body are able to get up, go see if my friend had returned home, had it not been closed out with that other girl. The apartment was empty, maybe they were to spend the night outside.
Then a helicopter crash the beach front and drilling water with the propeller breaks and explodes. Now comes a patrol boat to finish the survivors. The tracer bullets
reach one by one the castaways. Dismay, but not give in to fear and take back the scene, then I run on sand hills followed by someone who thinks he saved.

Only at midday, when you wake up, I admit that there was no friend in the program, or guests, and that figure was probably a stupid light lamp. Today


back the dangerous aircraft.

I wake up when an ad in English crackles to fasten their seat belts.
I was asleep and we are landing, Apa is next to me.
Something's wrong. The portholes on both the sides of buildings to fly a distance of concern. I am not aware we were to land at London City and even Apa seems very quiet. I'm beginning to cagarmi under the wing tip touching the buildings, take away pots and linens. For each block of wind gusts are swinging the plane slows down even more. E 'tilted back, the engines do not give power, there is a failure. We're going down to twenty feet, ten, the air is still and not touch the ground. It 'a coveted crash, but denied. This curse is falling like a helicopter, if it touches the ground is broken.
Someone behind me says to get off before it lands. I take off my belt and only now I realize that there is no hood, and then jump off. Via first that everything is in flames.

we move away quickly, no one around until they come to a mountain road.

"Where are we?"
"In Geneva," says one tourist.

Geneva. The airline will have to pay me back, this joke cost me at least two hundred euro. I am very disappointed, we're going to take a bus to Geneva. We go up, the bus is full and part systems, the suitcases. Two or three stops, suburbs, verbal abuse, crime.
Two controllers on the head are raised, Philip and I know you made a mistake.
Standing rummage in bags, he is waiting without apology.
People are really great, the woman in uniform me passing by, does not ask for anything.
There are two stops in Geneva, stopped at a traffic light. From the road
a civilian emergency force the door to the left of the driver, enters, and opens the booth along with five British police officers dragged out the driver.
punches him in the mouth. "Have you made up, bastard?". Composed?
is thrown out of the bus, upset and guilty she can not talk. An agent takes the motor to the neck, the narrow band, the stage of the head with a helmet, it slams on the bike, lock the accelerator and shoot a missile through the square, round the state. It 's a moment: the bike falls, a van, a car, another bike, a carousel wheel passes sopra. Sparisce.

Mi sono distratto e ora la donna mi chiede il biglietto, spiega che quell'uomo truffava le assicurazioni simulando gravi incidenti. Un contrappasso, ma quanta severità questa polizia. Cosa succede a chi non ha il biglietto?
Sinceramente mi spiego e la controllore non la prende male, mi chiede ottanta euro, ne prende cinquanta e me ne dà quaranta di resto. Rimango interdetto, cerco di spiegare l'errore, lei mi fa zitto e capisco che è un favore.

Non ricordo niente poi, solo baci morbosi.

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I know so much that I do not update, I apologize to those who read (and then do not comment, but you're unlucky!).
taaaaaaaaaaante I have things to tell, but it annoys me yet. So I published two pages of the vernacular that I brought my cousin from Siena. Because boy, how I love him ... And the next public
also my photos ended up on the world of Japan in Lucca comics & games. What husk, I have a face 'ZZO, but that's okay.

Okay here are two great pages. The second is putting a bit 'wrong, I apologize but I do not have the time or desire to fix it ...

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thesp @ 2008-03-15T11: 18:00

Tsangyang Gyatso, (Tibetan: 'ཚངས་དབྱངས་རྒྱ་མཚོ',Wylie transliteration: Tshangs dbyangs rgya mtsho) (1683 - November 15, 1706) Was The sixth Dalai Lama. He Was A Monpa by ethnicity. He led a playboy lifestyle and disappeared, near Kokonor Probably Murdered on His Way to China in 1706. Tsangyang Gyatso Composed poems and songs That are still immensely popular in Tibet to this day.

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Yesterday, March 3, as most of you know thanks to the cartoonists of Google, the world would celebrate the birthday of Alexander Graham Bell, inventor of the telephone.
In about a month, on 13 April, will instead be celebrating the birthday of Antonio Meucci, who invented the telephone.

Some might argue that this information is contradictory.
contrary, the reasons outlined here:




The careful observer will have already noticed it: the lapels of the jackets are identical and this leaves no room for doubt: Alex and Anthony are the same person.

You might ask why has Meucci sued Bell, where Bell was himself.

Explanation:
Antonio, bled from insolvent debtors, with an invalid wife dependent and survives only thanks to the charity of friends.
Continued failure to find funding for his project to bear his disappointed fantasy turn into something concrete when, around 1874, completely lost reason and begins to suffer from dissociative identity disorder.
born Alexander Graham Bell, a man by the name of sounding haughty, unscrupulous scientist, puffed like a bell, with the confidence that Antonio would be humble always lacked. In short
find funding for the Bell telephone patent.
The biographical data show that both are in New York at that time.
With the proceeds to his state of poverty falls and with it his second personality.
Antonio, he recovered, does not realize what he did, but soon received news of the patent filed by Bell. The rest is history.

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For centuries, peep the fan art on DeviantArt this girl ... but what is good! It 's my favorite of all ...
Now I imagine them as the characters she draws them. One of these days I would ask others to make up perhaps Severus and Lily! Meanwhile, get this super Sirius sbavocchioso *________*
'll update more tomorrow, now I gotta face and I want to continue reading the Subtle Knife before exiting. We will go to Mexico, yum! And next week, if all goes well, you go to the Jack Daniel's live tour!!

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I went to Messina from Hinata to study the genetic improvement and take off is on the box. Before leaving I sent a mail to the failure of magic Neko, lol. You write what you said, but it's too shabby to have a space in my post.
Come to us who is better xD
Maybe because she's got a bad throw, but both have been sick the day before the exam: miaaaaa mom! To learn more ask Hinata ... I only say that until five minutes before I sat down I was to throw down all the saints in paradise. Lç'esame went very well, better than expected. And I also laugh a half room for my beautiful output. Here it is the dialogue:
"Miss, do not need to be so tense, I am so ugly?"
Now ... do not ask the reason for my answer, but the fact is that I replied: "Well, actually ..."
What a laugh, all bent over him, including the sclera, which began by saying that the result of bad professor during the exam is not very convenient. Hurray XD
He asked me the damn Linkage. Oh well, oh well ... in the end all is well! And 'that's what counts ...

What we did to celebrate? But of course we went out with hubby and our Pugo Flaminio, and good lord they offered us lunch and beer. What men, men ... they do not make more like them!
On Friday we all went together to see the premiere of Sweeney Todd: BELLISSIMOOOOOOOOOOOOO !!!!!!! Oh well Tim Burton could also trim an old shoe with his name written on it and eventually I'd like to anyway, but ignoring my comment taxable to the objective one. So ... I do not like musicals, but the skill of the actors (especially Johnny, Helena and Alan) made me love every single moment. Everything, really everything! Perhaps it is a bit more chilly than usual Burton film, where gruesome scenes (and not so, he is not macabre) and alternate with dark emotions and feelings that pass from love to hate, jealousy, passion. This film is the love and hatred carried to the extreme, madness and revenge. What about ... a sort of Count of Monecristo. Depp to know that is a myth, it was nominated for an Oscar, but Helena ... divine! Tim Burton captures the best of this woman, his gaze becomes a vortex of feelings and emotions that transmits in a matter of moments. The shots, arm movements, his smile ... I like it very much! (Here and Neko would call me a lesbian because I like comments ... cheers human stupidity xD) ... Alan
pass to him, deep voice, a great villain! The dear Bettina will of that comment, I already know what do you think of this superlative actor * __ *
Dear Sweeney ... I mean, it makes sense to say what has been pretty darn good? I leave you will judge ... Fall in love with this masterpiece! Tim Viva!

Anyway, now that there is a period of parcels I wish to read The Subtle Knife, the second chapter of The Golden Compass. Relaxation time served with the healthy faffing around until the next exam ... eeeee after you go to Naples for the Comicon, hooray!! Hoping to meet the children's mother Crystal!! What myths ...
Ok, now I leave you beautiful! I go out a bit '... baciuz!!

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First a small announcement: recovering to mount as soon as possible and good training for me, I'll participate in a spring race !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Mamma mia, hopefully good !!!!!! My father met the mother of my friend, Maria Felix, and says a horse that could remedy it !!!!!!!!! WAAAAAAAAAAAAA !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Oh God, I miss her to death the competition period, of up early in the morning and saddled his horse with all the fingers are cold, but the heart beating a thousand. Very nice, the fact that I moved away from the horses for four months I starendendo hysterical. I got to get this damn horse after exam! And then Gina will give birth soon, we hope to be a sissy!
Ok, I am calm. Come to us.


I decided to start publishing chapters on my Harry Potter fan fiction. Hoping to have some comment on, lol. Some of you may know the character of Elyon, but if you have read the published version of the old underground Snape please forget it. It 'an obscenity, I will ask Forla to publish this when finished.

Meanwhile, here is the first chapter:

Severus Snape was in the room when Dumbledore Teachers revealed the name of the new art teacher illusory. A substance rather useless, especially for the professor of potions, which brooked little waving of the wand and the stupid pictures that were meaningless to draw on the canvas. The Muggles would call Art Education, and the students would see the matter as a moment of relaxation.

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Dean, I sorry ...>> Snape approached the headmaster talking in a low voice, and Elder magician denied him a smile to see him so confused.

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;... it's ...>>

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Sì Severus, should remember Elyon Rosier>>

said this, he returned to converse gaily with Minerva McGonagall who seemed rather proud of ' recruitment of new teachers.

The only upset was still a professor of potions, which together with other fellow was about to take place at the staff table. Really it was the same person? Severus Snape could hardly believe it as he was taking place near the teacher of defense against the dark arts in turn, cursing him with his usual dirty looks. Jason Verlon was a lovable man of about forty, and according to Professor Vektor students had a soft spot for him. And to think that the professor had just moved to Hogwarts!

Perhaps his blue eyes were a magnet for women, but still remained a person is terribly hateful to Snape. But now I had several thoughts on my mind, none of which concerned the death of Verlon.

A shy young girl who watches him from behind a tree, an unexpected Christmas present, two eyes green greet him, two green eyes identical to those of another woman, two green eyes that haunt him for years now.

Yes, the professor recalled, remembered everything that Elyon. He remembered when he was a student of the seventh and had found the little girl the first to give him a Christmas gift, to blush when he was surprised to observe it. He remembered also the first year of teaching, like all students look the same except for the Hufflepuff victim of jokes because of his shyness. It was rather awkward, kind, gullible and not at all bright in the study. Yet if there was force in the she was in the naive smiles, in his way Who to turn to calm her surroundings and her 'good morning' which, in days, gave to man. Obviously she was treated as and worse than other students, Severus Snape has never been a man who lets himself be carried away by such attitudes sickly.

Anyway, now she wondered what kind of input would have made that little girl. And, above all, he asked several times if he had deigned to arrive before the dinner. Punctuality was never his forte, and once again demonstrated its lack.

The sorting was done together with the starters, when suddenly the door was behind the staff table was opened, and he its appearance and the big hairy huntsman followed by a slender coat soaked by rain.

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Silente, signore, the poor thing has been delayed because the station has found a puppy and I l'ha portato>> Hagrid closed the door behind him and began to speak by drawing attention to himself \u0026lt; ; \u0026lt;His name is Thor, he saw that beautiful black hair which has the. Ah, yes, yes ... sorry>> looking at Dumbledore's smile turned to the girl behind him fell silent, to pass the newcomer who thanked him shyly.

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I apologize for being late uncle. Eh ... I mean dean>> blushed violently. Yes It was the same girl he thought Snape gave up. There would be laughing with her teacher, a real joke!

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Suvvia, suvvia>> Dumbledore snapped pointing at the only empty seat right in between Snape and Verlon \u0026lt;\u0026lt;... think about eating, after a polite apology and>>

The young man smiled, and found the place he sat down taking off his cloak. Gave off the same scent of wisteria ever, the same as when she was a chubby-cheeked girl.

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Professore…>> found Snape at his side gave him an awkward smile, blushing slightly and greeted the man hoping to be recognized.

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Do you remember me? I was over the years when her ...>>

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Vagamente>> interrupted bored teacher beginning to use the grim purée \u0026lt;\u0026lt;... I can not remember all the students, what do you think?> ;>

And the young man's face darkened. The only reason that had driven her to accept the chair he was the person who for years was the center of his thoughts and was now at his side. Cold and indifferent as ever, the man managed to brighten or darken her days without him suspecting anything. For others it was obvious that constant redness on her part, but not for him, not for the man from his mind clouded by dark skulls, snakes and formulas. A mind that had space for only one face, and it was not his.

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Mi Excuse Professor Piton…>> whispered the young man taking a curl behind her ear. Her hair, strange to say, they had managed to capture the attention of man since he was a boy and isolate himself from his companions. Rosier Elyon's hair was red, but a red other than Lily Evans, name branded in the mind of Severus Snape. His red was more of a carrot on the shades of gold, as if the sun was cut by the rays of the midday sun. And the softness of the hair curls reminiscent of porcelain dolls. The locks framing a white face and gentle face of a shy child and rarely unhappy. And at that moment, he thought of Snape watching furtively, his words had hurt. Yet his manner of speaking was the same as ever, had not treated differently from the way he always treated everyone.

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Dammi tu, are no longer one of your insegnante>> le he said curtly, and yet it was a clumsy way to pull it up. This attitude troubled him, but never as the pleasurable sensation of the face of colleagues who lit up at once. Radiant, cheerful as if nothing had happened. But who was

Elyon? Little was known about her, yet the news that Dumbledore was the grandson of the Great Hall made the rounds in less than twenty minutes.

Professor Verlon now succeeded in establishing a dialogue with her, and found themselves talking amicably for the duration of the dinner.

Any woman, thought Snape would fall at the feet of the professor's defense, not athletic, not very young, but charismatic and helpful, loving and hateful .... Was too respectable.

For the rest of the evening the man chose to ignore the girl's attempts to establish a dialogue with him, which depressed her greatly. But she did not know what the man really wanted to avoid. Snape remembered his first year of teaching, remembered as the girl had recognized that old fellow's largest and smiled as her delight when she saw him entering the classroom. Severus Snape for such an attitude was unacceptable, especially since it associated with a decent attempt to win votes with the help of flattery. Nothing could be further from the truth ...

After dinner, he made sure to sneak in as quickly as possible in their rooms, but due to a call by the DA had to be late in his office. Be kept by Elder Dean meant only one thing: to discuss the Dark Lord. Conjecture, assumptions, old comrades and unsolved mysteries. Needless to say he meant to relive those dark moments of his life that he would rather bury some of his black soul, a soul too pressed by regret.

Once left behind the stone gargoyle statue of the man found himself in the corridors of the deserted school. It was in those moments that he preferred to walk through the castle alone, without no one around and with the echo of his footsteps as a single company. It happened that his mind took him back to moments that he would rather forget, as her life as a Death Eater, or going back to his time as a student. Yes ... there were too many memories of the days when he wore the uniform of Slytherin and his attention was devoted to books and that person.

But the sound of his footsteps was not the only one who accompanied him: someone else was in bed, was not in their beds. Gazza could not be, because it was too light, as if caressing the old floor. He quickened the pace for the hapless student caught in the act hoping it was a Gryffindor. He turned a corner, then another and ...

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;AAH!!>>

A scream of a young woman, the cry of the new teacher who, finding himself suddenly in front of the man, threw in the air his bag and his wand flew out of hand.

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Cos…Elyon!>> growled the man annoyed. Displeased both believing they are going to inflict some punishment, and because being alone with her was what had promised to avoid as much as possible.

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Professore!>> recovery fright the young woman put her hand raised to his chest, sighing \u0026lt;\u0026lt;Meno evil that has come lei, has no idea how long I'm turning to the empty castello>>

"Imbranato as always" thought the man snorting angrily. Was it possible that no one ever gets up right? As a child, stumbling all the time, bore signs of burns because of the potion exploded in my face and had patches on my fingers the other day so well. Yet despite the falls, despite the humiliation or ridicule of her classmates get up embarrassed smile as if nothing had happened. Maybe she was not weak and fragile as it appeared, because in those sincere smiles, in the distracted look in his gestures there was always a calm strength that few possess. The strength to rise again after a fall.

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Not find your stanze?>> he asked abruptly. The smell of wisteria her was more intense than ever.

\u0026lt;Pix 'No I stole the map I drew Professor Vitious>> said the young man to cut down. It looked like a frightened child, and Snape knew what frightened her: the dark, the rooms large and empty. How did you know? It was enough to go back a few years, when she was a student and the threat of Voldemort already been eradicated. Apparently the rumors that had circulated the small Elyon was actually related with the known Eater Evan Rosier, who in a duel against Alastor Moody had taken away a piece of his nose. Duel ended with the death of the same Death Eaters who had left an orphan, however, his only daughter and heir. One evening, during their night patrol, the man found himself in front of the creature sobbing and desperate who had sought refuge in the solitude of the dark corners of the castle. He had never seen her cry in public with so much pain with so much heartbreaking longing for affection. He had seen her smile in the great hall, saw her shyly answering questions from classmates, but never with so sob so much pain and heartache. What he did think that Snape had a habit of crying in secret for those who do not weigh her surroundings. But it was not what shocked him was ...

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Ricordi least a portrait that will be the guardian of the entrance stanze?>> stopped that river of memories with a direct question. Did not want to remember.

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Ah, yes! It is a Celtic girl playing a flute if I remember correctly ...>>

Perfect, he thought, with evident annoyance: it was not just the underground corridors. He would cross too often. Sighing motioned her to follow him to the picture described, and Elyon seemed quite relieved.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;The thank infinitamente, are just a frana>> she admitted, smiling again. His eyes fixed on him, on his face. Crossed eyes, and the image of Lily Evans returned to overlap with that of the new colleague. How to describe what triggered the heart of this man felt the pain?

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Non…non niente, ago so I had to go to qua>> his voice came out more tired, as if it pained him to talk \u0026lt;\u0026lt;Bè, goodnight allora>> and without another word he turned to walk towards his basement as quickly as possible. He heard only the 'good night' still standing in the doorway of Elyon, who watched until the darkness of the castle is not swallowed.

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Sì…buonanotte…>> she added with a shrug. He wondered whether to accept the chair of Illusion was a good idea, especially if the reason that had driven her to do it was the same who had just hailed. And it was. Oh, yes ... it was.

Meanwhile Severus Snape had just entered their rooms and shut the door and shooting is vented fiercely with a stack of old books lying on a shelf: hit them dropping them on the floor, hitting the tubes and then collapsing on the edge of a piece of furniture.

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Dannazione…>> hissed, clenching his eyes struggled to hold back the tears \u0026lt;\u0026lt;Lily…>>

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Confusion due to the study, my brain buggy, and the fact that I found at the last minute to look for new shoes for the party by Donna Louise on Saturday. Good grief, I left all those elegant and now I'm in Lascari frigate in the true sense of the word! This morning I had to go out with Annuzza to shop, but he swindle last time because he had to study. He could tell me now, I do not think that from Monday to Tuesday, the study load can change so quickly. The nice thing is that I called him to find out, you've been waiting to tell me before?! So I was left in the lurch, and I have to postpone the start of Messina another day to try ste damned shoes. I bet that we present in Converse? Bha ... that sucks. Tomorrow I leave early in the morning. Adriana can not even take me because math exam has virtually the same day. But it is justified Porelli. Annuzza, if I read this posting know that they are angry!
On another, I can not wait to take off my being on the ball. Even with 18, does not nothing! I'm not going to take it in hand, and after this I want to scratch my belly up to two weeks before zoocultura. Also because I want to follow this matter for good, should not last long. Or throw myself before to follow her, who cares. Rossellini will get me home for a while 'I know. Oh well, we love to do stupid until four o'clock in the morning of the murders of the FOCS with the collaboration of Donna Louise, and various fan fiction and sclera with EXERCISE. And then we're going to see Sweeny Todd st'esame not give a damn! I'm vederloooo film! Timmino finally

* __ * Oh well, now you better go back to school or else I miss my 18 But first a bill xD little thing: how the hell you put the image in the bio? I'm just dumb, but I do not want apprecarmici much. Oh, and how come I can see the gif mood? And then ... how can I get more pussy? Illuminatemi, I'd be grateful! Eheheheh ... Oh, look Nausy hovel in the topic of room required, I've commissioned another work ghghghgh!!
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Look how beautiful this new design !!!!!!!!!!!!! Nausy's all about ... thank you baby !!!!!!

Well, a few posts I will begin to post my ff. At next *___*

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As usual I want a reason to escape from the studio. Miglioramento genetico è una materia che mi sta annoiando troppo, non ce la faccio a reggere più di un'ora su quel testo maledetto. Text that belongs to my friend Fabiola, who now knows that'll be giving the materials wonderful 47s. Lucky you came ... as usual I have to spend another year in this stupid class 40 with little desire to study and prepare for exams. But when will abolish this damn number closed? I hope as soon as possible ... I'm terrified of not we can do it next year, the terror. It 's absurd that they should restrict certain fields of study is recommended only for those who have the money or to pay admission. And the few morons who touches are being a bunch so to try to get to the last place on the list.

But never mind ... this depressing topic.

Soon Sweeny Todd will be released in theaters, I can not wait to go see it. The legendary Ed (Edward is now, otherwise I can not call it XD) has one nomination, I hope with all my heart that it can finally win an Oscar. Helena and Alan work with him, so who knows ... And of course the Oscar to the genius of Tim Burton. It's about time that damned! Last year was robbed (the last year then?) Along with Ayao Miyazaki. Hopefully well x ° °
For now I focus on the films to see. This has to do with Ross and Annuccia. Let's see if we can also join our hubby (I say ours because it is also to Ross), and amicozzi Messina. About Messina the other day ... I ate a super flat bread with jam and chocolate chips. Mamma mia, even in my dreams at night
* * Q And, also at Messina, I got to the T-shirt in honor of the Black family: black with purple writing in gothic script "Toujours Pur". Ale! I am a Black after all, is not it? XDDD Believe it or not, of course, after Severus Sirius at first, and second, there is Regulus! Do not ask me why, it found a mine and Ross (that henceforth there shall call Scarlett asd) ...

Okay Ladies and Sior. All for today, I look forward to my Nausy for graphics and sfizionerie livejournal. Ahh, if there had to be invented her *___* Te vogghiu Nausìììììì good!!

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