Theater of Flesh: Open Auditions

Stella pulled away from Peter, or her creation of Peter, or whatever was happening. She thought she saw his form shimmer, a disturbance like a glittering ripple through the air.

Pleading with her to stay had never been Peter's style and it further drove home the reality that she was dealing with something she didn't understand. She took a breath. Proceeded with caution.

"It will just be a few minutes, Petey. I'll get the trunk and come back, then we can celebrate our reunion. There are things in there I would not wish to recreate, because they have sentimental value. You must understand that--some of them were gifts from you."

She saw something like anger cross his face and turned before he could catch her again, practically running to the back entrance of the theatre.

Door closed behind her, she took in heaving breaths. She felt dizzy, almost drunk.
 
For Meave

ZACH POV

"With a offer like that how could i resist?" Zach said his chest rising and falling as the sexual energy thickened between them "Your wish my command Mistress"

He kissed her hard with electric passion. His hands snaked down to her ass grabbing it lifting her up and spinning her before he slammed her down on the desk. His hands went to the buttons popping the last two and pushing the silk shirt back as he began to kiss and bite every inch of skin he could.

And moving down

"I forgot to say but I do so love worshipping a woman.... I hope you dont mind" He said smirking pleasure pushing her skirt up"

His lips found her thighs nipping and teasing at them. Pretty soon his lips were on her pussy nipping and sucking on her clit as he began to eat her out. It was clear from the start that he both enjoyed doing this and was quite good at it. He ate her out with gusto his nose bumping against her clit as he gripped her thighs.
 
"Shhhhhh." Eve hushed the two. "Let Mommy work." Her lips curled up into a smile. She really didn't care if Missy was human or not, if she was. As much as Eve hated humans it didn't keep her from having fun with them. There was all sorts of things you could do with them, alive or dead. Her favorite thing was breaking them. Not physically but mentally and emotionally. It amused her how easy it was sometimes, but not nearly as fun when they had some spirit in them. Missy had spunk, for sure. Eve wasn't sure if she was in the mood for a new pet though. She would decide later.

"Hmmmm, now what to do with my new Kitten." Eve started to gently trail her finger tips along Missy's smooth skin. It reminded her of fresh powder. The silky kind that made your face glow after applying it to your face. Eve brought her slender fingers up to the girls face, gently turning her head up towards her face.

"I believe you said something about wanting rough play?" Eve started to lower her head closer to Missy's lips. Their lips just barely touched before Eve's hand had snaked behind the girls head and grasped a fist full of hair and pulling her head back. It wasn't meant to be painful, but to show she was definitely taking charge. While she held back Missy's head, Eve's other hand went straight to the girls crotch, her fingers pressing and sliding against the thin fabric that covered her woman hood.

"Mmmm good pussy cat..." She purred as she started to lead Missy by her hair to the sofa, "Lay down, arms up above your head and hands clasped. " Eve let go of her hair and started to really take in the sight of her. She was a pretty little thing. Maybe Eve would keep her around for a bit if this proved to be fun. Her eyes noticed the metal that was pierced through her nipples. She took her index finger and and started flicking at the flesh and jewelry. She giggled softly, how cute. "I like these. Maybe I should get these done."
 
For Seth

Korey followed Seth out. "As you can see--this isn't exactly a buttoned-down place. Maeve is D's right-hand woman, so she pretty much does as she pleases. But if she comes on to you and you're not interested--just say so and be firm about it and she'll back off."

She slipped her arm in his. "So...I guess we can see if performances are really going on, or we can just head to my place for something to eat. Your call."
 
For D

Perizada felt a welling of emotion to learn that D had actually been love sick for her, but "I have never heard of that happening before. Not back when there were many more Djinn and we spoke to each other often." She shook her head. "I did not have the luxury of a spell to let me forget, D. My 80 years may have been somewhat like a dream, but I lived all of them remembering you. I waited for your call." She traced the beadwork on her gown with a finger.

"Zach seems to be a kind master. Very curious. He has not asked me to do anything for him, yet I know he lusts for me. It seemed important to him to know about our relationship. He did not seem jealous, but I do not know him very well yet."

She reached for his hand and kissed his fingertips. "D, I missed you so much."
 
Eve and Silenus


Missy hissed as her hair was pulled back violently, her blood boiled and she felt her pussy getting wet. This was more like it. Though rarely a sub every now and then she loved to be dominated by another. She lay back on the sofa and raised her hands. As Eve flicked her pierced nipples. "Mmmmm that's it. I love it!" She licked her lips, showing her tongue stud, As eve looked Missy over she could see her navel stud. Soon she would find her clit ring too. "Slap my tits, I want to feel you punish me!" Missy egged Eve on. There was as to her current knowledge no amount of pain she couldn't handle. Though still a mystery, she was the offspring of a demon, angel union. This gave her no real super powers but she could handle any amount of pain.

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Stella


As Cole worked diligently making up for the wonderful amount of time he wasted with Maeve he noticed a young pretty woman run by towards the front of the theater. Always being a caring man he could tell that something wasn't quite right with her. He put the box down he was carrying and went after he.

"Hey are you alright?" He asked her when he caught up to her.

Stella was a pretty young woman and like so many of the women he had met so far here at the theater she seemed nice. Cole motioned to a crate that was nearby and motioned for her to have a seat. "Can I get you anything?" He asked with concern. His angelic side kicking in.

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For Stella and Cole

Peter's Mimic POV

A worried frown passed over the handsome façade of the man who was not quite a man as he watched Stella flee from him. Then he faded, dissolving from the room, his consciousness following her, despite her desire to get away.

He would remain, unseen, with her wherever she went. So long as she had on the jacket they were in essence inseparable, but he had the wisdom to keep silent, and invisible. He would not pull her, or give her any room to doubt her freedom. He would only whisper to her if it was absolutely necessary.

Stella entered the theater in a frenzy, and almost immediately she caught the eye of one of the men in the theater.

"Hey are you alright?"

If Peter could have his own way he would prevent Stella from getting too close to any of Mr. D's lackys, but he had to content himself that at least this was not Mr. D.

"Can I get you anything?"

He decided to watch and see what came of this.
 
For Zach

Maeve POV

"Your very good at that," Maeve managed between gasps of pleasure, "But you are very bad at being submissive!" She pressed her fingers into his hair, as she hung her head back, enjoying the sensation of his mouth sucking at her clit, through her panties.

If Zach had been a proper sub she would have punished him for his disobedience and haste. She considered saying something more, using harsh words with him in lieu of physical punishment, but she worried that she had made enough of a mess of things with Cole earlier, and Zach had at least been honest with her that submission was not part of his usual experience. Still there was no point in attempting to continue to dominate him.

She would give him the quick tumble he seemed to be after, and enjoy his undisciplined offering of enthusiastic pleasure. It wasn't quite what she was after, but not all men were capable of slowing down enough to appreciate the tender ache of holding back each impulse, asking, begging for permission, being denied, being offered just a sniff, just a taste, holding back, seeking approval, trusting that the moment of promised ecstasy would finally be reached, and be oh-so-much-more-intense because of all of the waiting.

Maeve wasn't in the proper mindset to try to explain why she preferred being dominant, but she didn't have the heart to reign him in either. It was so much easier just to let him have things his way... for now.
 
For Eve and Missy

Silenus POV

Silenus sat in the armchair, watching the two beautiful women moving against one another. Things were already getting rough and heated between them, Eve starting slow and gentle, Missy already demanding more and harder.

Silenus truly enjoyed watching the love play of others. He leaned back, comfortable and sated from his earlier tryst. His cock was hard as usual, and he would probably jerk himself off before they were done together, but not yet.

He only wished he could watch them as himself, a great hovering goat-man sitting like a king on a throne, overseeing the proceedings with an air of regal authority. Sitting there like a dirty old man was almost as good though, almost as fulfilling, but not quite.
 
For Cole:

Stella looked up at the man who sat her down. First, she saw D's face, then Peter's, then finally the man's own. So she assumed. She no longer trusted her eyes.

She tugged on the jacket. It itched. Her mind was clouded, in a state of utter confusion. She could barely answer the kind man, almost a boy really, with a youthful and open face.

"I...I...I think I need to talk to Mr. D. I'm not all right at all. Things are..."

With that, she fainted.
 
Stella


When the young woman passed out Cole became instantly worried. He undid her coat to give her some air. He checked to see if she was in fact breathing. He could feel her over heating, he called for help spotting and young helper. "Get D over here as quick as you can. Then get me some water and a cloth." He said, he was calm but very worried. He didn't know her at all but the last thing he wanted was for anything bad to happen to her right on their would be first day. He wasn't sure how to proceed. Though a sadist Missy knew a lot more about how to help people in need then he did. He gave her a few gentle shakes. "Hey there. Wake up!" He said softly to her. He caressed her cheek lightly. He could sense that there was something off. His spine tingled, he looked around but saw no one, yet he felt like he was being watched. This place wasn't normal by any stretch of the imagination, Which was why Missy was fitting in so well she reveled in discord and uncertainty.

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Stella blinked and the man's face swam into view. She didn't know his name, she wasn't sure what happened. The jacket hung loose now. Her stomach lurched, but thankfully it didn't turn over.

She smoothed her hair and tried to sit up a little, oddly embarrassed.

"I'm so sorry--so sorry. I've had a bit of an afternoon. True apologies if I scared you."

Stella looked around. She was having trouble remembering why the hell she'd come back to the theatre when Peter was made flesh in her room. She'd panicked? It was so difficult to hold onto thoughts now.

"I'm Stella St. Anders," she told the kind stranger. "Thank you again for your help. I'm...not myself since I came here, I think."
 
For Perizada

Mr. D POV

D decided not to rehash any of the details of his sickness nor his theories about how or why her magic had such a disruptive impact on him. He had meant to spend some time researching the particulars of Djinn magic, but of course he had no reason to look into it once he had forgotten Perizada completely.

“I don't know Zach well, but I think he will be good to you, a gentleman at least, willing to respect your own desires.” D paused and thought for a moment, unsure how to address the subject of his own feelings about her absence. “I know it would be meaningless to say that I missed you too, but I am very happy to have you back.”

He took the gentle gesture of Perizada's lips against his fingers, as a sign that enough was forgiven that he might offer some display of affection in return. He caressed her cheek, and allowed his fingers to roam along the graceful line of her neck. He wanted badly to kiss her, but he wasn't sure yet if she would welcome such forwardness from a man who had abandoned her for 80 years, and who had only moments ago been in very intimate contact with another woman before her very eyes.

As much as he liked the idea of picking up their relationship right where it had left off, he knew that Perizada would need time to adjust to the changes in his lifestyle, and he also had to accept that once she did fully understand those changes, that she still might not like them one little bit. The world had become a very different place than the one that Perizada had left behind, and as always D evolved with the times.

Ever since the 1960's and the free love movement, D had openly embraced a polyamorous lifestyle, not that he had ever been monogamous, but in the 30's affairs were conducted with a good deal more discretion. He never lied to any of this lovers, telling them that they were his one and only, but he allowed them to believe what they wished, and took great care to treat all of his paramours with cool professionalism in public.

Parizada had already caught a brief glimpse of how carelessly he flaunted his openly sexual lifestyle, and he did not suspect it would be something she would understand easily. Even now, he owed a penalty to Missy for losing their game, and he had every intention on making good on his debt before the evening was out, but he didn't wish to hurt Perizada more than he already had. Kissing her now, might only increase her feelings of betrayal, so he forced himself to abstain despite his body's urging.

For Stella, Cole, and Perizada

The moment was shattered when D heard a shout from elsewhere on the stage.

"Get D over here as quick as you can. Then get me some water and a cloth."

“Forgive me love,” he lifted her hand and kissed it swiftly, “I should attend. Come with me?” He asked the question, but did not linger long for her response.

He moved in the direction of the call and arrived in time to see Stella fluttering into wakefulness in Cole's arms. He stood by and witnessed Stella's meek introduction to Cole, but he noticed at once that she was still in the jacket, otherwise she had changed into an elegant evening gown.

“We need to get her out of that jacket, now.” D gave the command with calm authority, and dropped to his knees in order to help Cole complete the task.

He felt the fabric constrict under his hands. The jacket squeezed tightly around Stella's body in an effort not to be forcibly removed. D pressed his lips against the lapel, as intimate as a lover, and growled in a quiet voice that only Stella would hear easily, “Let her loose, or I swear by my mother's cunt, I'll have you cut to ribbons, and fed to my satyr.” At once the fabric loosened, and with Cole's help D managed to free Stella of the troublesome garment. Not wanting to take any chances, D pinned the jacket beneath one knee, then pressed the back of his hand to Stella's forehead.
 
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For Korey

Seth POV

“I'm thinking I'd much rather call it a day and go back to your place. I've been working six days a week and today was my day off, so I don't feel too much like a slacker if I call it quits a little early. I just need to go back and grab my guitar.”

Seth enjoyed the feel of having Korey close to him. He led her back down toward the stage to pick up the case with the old acoustic that he'd owned since high school. He found it near the seat where he had been sitting during the audition. He was just about to head back toward the main entrance with Korey on his arm when he heard someone call out in distress from the stage.

"Get D over here as quick as you can. Then get me some water and a cloth."

Seth looked at Korey and then looked over to the stage. Mr. D was sitting in the wing, and he already seemed to have taken note of the emergency. “Should we go find the water and cloth? I'd hate to take off if someone is sick.” Seth wasn't very familiar with the theater, so he waited for Korey to take the lead. She would know where to find that sort of thing.
 
Stella's consciousness swam in and out, her eyes fluttering. She struggled to speak, but couldn't. She was only vaguely aware of D and Cole freeing her from the jacket. As it squeezed, she felt D's lips at neck, and a sense of déjà vu crawled up her spine.

Satyr?

She took a great, heaving breath when she was free. She found herself drenched in sweat, barely aware of what happened. There seemed to be a small crowd, including the beautiful woman she'd seen with Zach.

Her voice croaked. "Where is Peter? He was just here..."
 
D and Stella

When she awoke Cole was very relieved, she said her name and Cole smiled. "Pleased to meet you Stella. I'm Cole. Here try and sit up. I called for D and some cold water. You feel like you're a 1000 degrees. and sweating a lot. Can you tell me what happened?" He began but soon D was there.

When D came Cole was a little surprised with the urgency in which he wanted the coat off her. Then he was more surprised when the coat seemed to actually fight. It was in less he was seeing things, constricting around her. "Wha..." He began before D leaned in and looked as if he were about to bite the label. Then he came up and the jacket was able to be pulled from her body. Soon the crowd grew the water had not arrived yet, Cole having no idea where to find these things stayed put.

When Stella asked about Peter Cole raised an eyebrow. "You were alone when you ran by me. There's no one here!" He told her in a soft, calm voice. "Just rest ok. You'll be fine! I think you may have had to hectic a morning. I think the wish to make the grade has taken a toll on a few of us." Cole said though he knew full well that there was something a miss here. And now he wasn't sure he liked it! He wouldn't say anything just yet but would talk to Missy later on when they were at the apartment.

"D I saw her leaving a room at a run, she looked like she was in need of help so I followed her and then she passed out. I wish I could tell you more then that!" Cole filled D in. "I can stay with her if you like! Is there a room with a bed for her to lay down and cool off a bit?" Cole offered. D could tell of all his charges Cole was probably the last to take advantage of a situation for personal gain. "I know you are probably still busy with a lot going on. Even Missy claims you owe her some time! And I don't think she should be left alone!" Normally Cole would not think that but he knew something was off and didn't think she should be alone.

There was a case of water bottles near them Cole opened it and took one out, opening it and handing it to Stella. "Here try and hydrate your self!"

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Zach chuckled at that giving her a few more licks and sucks of pleasure before moving back up.

"I am sure I am" Zach said leaning in nipping her bottom lip and sucking on it as his hands ran up and down her frame before grabbing her ass and giving it a firm squeeze "But that just means you will find delightful ways to punish me"

"I shall endeavor to behave" Zach said lifting her up and sitting her on the desk "tell me what you want my sweet Queen tell me what I can do to please you" He whispered against her lips giving her another kiss before pulling back and sinking to his knees. He kissed and nibbled on her legs reaching her feet and removing her shoes as his hands also rubbed and caressed her ankle.
 
"Such an egar kitten." Eve teased. She wondered if she should continue to tease this minix or if she should give her what she wants. Shame they didn't have a strapon. Eve wanted to fuck this bitch, but she didn't have any of her fun toys. If she could shift, she would use the end of her tail. Oh well.

"Mmmm no, I don't think I will slap these perfect milk bags you have." She mused as she continued to think of what she could do. The girl seemed to welcome pain. Well then, she should give it to her.

Eve slipped her hands down and around Missy until her hands rested on her back, over her shoulder blades. Eve was enamored with these piercings. There was something about them that just made Eve want to get her teeth on her nipples! Leaning down, Eve's tongue slipped past her lips and caressed Missy's skin from her collar bone to her cleavage, to her right breast. Eve couldn't resist trying her wrap her mouth around the underside of this girls bosom and then closed her mouth around the mouthful of flesh. Of course she started slow. She wasn't aware of how much this girl could take let alone that this girl didn't even know her own limits.

First it was gentle nibble and then she squeezed her jaw closed, feeling the flesh bulging in her oral cavity. As her tongue was grazing her flesh, tasting her, Eve silently noted that her flesh tasted different... She wasn't human or half, she was something else.... And whatever she was, she tasted like a dream. The snake woman was soon thinking about how this girl tasted between her legs. Was she just as delicious?
 
Silenus and Eve.

As Eve worked Missy over, Missy closed her eyes and just enjoyed the feeling of the punishment. Eve's mouth on her naked flesh made her grit her teeth in pleasure. "Mmmm Yessss. She hissed as Eve clamped down. She looked over at Silenus who was not saying anything and truth was she was happy to have an audience for the show. Even one as ugly as he was. Never being one to hold that against someone Missy licked her lips and bit her bottom lip.

"Is your cock hard for us?" Missy asked and bucked her hips up into Eve. Eve could certainly feel the wetness of Missy's pussy. "You want to fuck us don't you? Feel your cock in me again? Maybe in my ass? I'll admit it's been several months since I had a good anal shag!" Missy said, thinking she was playing with a perverse old man, and having no idea what he really was.

"Feel my wetness Eve? Can you feel how badly I need this?" Missy asked as Eve bit down ever harder on her. Missy could tell this was to hurt but with her the pain was turned into pleasure.

She had been involved with a Dom some years ago who grew frustrated and not being a real professional, ended up go so over board that Missy needed many days in the hospital. She remembered she never came harder then when her bones were snapping and when the whip was removing flesh from her body. When it was done she was still calling him out as a weakling and a pussy. After the hospital, Missy turned the tables on him and only a few pieces of his body were ever found. It was rumored but never proven that Missy dismembered him during the throws of passion. Though she has denied any involvement with his gruesome death.

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For Cole, Stella, Korey, and Ivy (Perizada)

Mr. D POV

"D I saw her leaving a room at a run, she looked like she was in need of help so I followed her and then she passed out. I wish I could tell you more then that!" Cole filled D in. "I can stay with her if you like! Is there a room with a bed for her to lay down and cool off a bit?" Cole offered. D could tell of all his charges Cole was probably the last to take advantage of a situation for personal gain. "I know you are probably still busy with a lot going on. Even Missy claims you owe her some time! And I don't think she should be left alone!" Normally Cole would not think that but he knew something was off and didn't think she should be alone.

"Good instinct. Yeah, you can bring her upstairs. You got her? Follow me."

D picked up the jacket and stuffed it under his arm. He waited for Cole to get Stella situated in his arms, assuming the young man would be able to carry her easily without assistance. He passed by Korey and Seth on the way out to the lobby, and paused to speak to Korey briefly, "Could you find Stella something more comfortable to wear? She should be about your size, tee shirt and shorts or something. I'm taking her up to my room to get some rest."

D led Cole up two flights of stairs. It was his goal to eventually turn the third floor into a series of bedroom suites and play rooms for performers and clients, but he had been so focused on getting the stage area in order and holding the auditions that he had only managed to complete his own room so far.

He swung the door open and could smell that something was amiss before he even saw Ivy in his bed. The smell of sex was faint now, but obvious, and more disturbing than that was the faint musk of Silenus that lingered everywhere.

Mr. D rushed to the bed where Ivy was sleeping peacefully, wrapped up in a blanket. He went to his knees and gently stroked the girl's cheek. "Ivy? Wake up, lovely. Are you okay?"
 
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For Zach

Maeve POV

Maeve smiled at Zach as he resumed the task he had been given. "Punishment huh? I do so love giving out punishments, especially when they are well deserved. A proper submissive should always ask permission before taking action, and should never claim more from his Dom than she has offered freely. Of course, there are always those subs who disobey on purpose, who crave punishment more than they crave their mistress' pleasure, and they require an especially firm hand, but you wouldn't be up to something like that would you? Not during your first experience with a Dom." She spoke in a teasing sing-song tone, that suggested that she believed Zach was completely capable of playing the brat in is first submissive experience.

"For now, I give you permission to explore my body with your eyes, and with your hands, but lets see if you can get some control over your roaming lips and tongue." She ran a finger over his soft lips. "If you want to taste me, you will have to ask for permission first, and since you now understand what I want from you, I will have to punish you for any disobedience, but I'll only hurt you above the belt, and nothing that breaks skin. Can you handle it?"
 
For Eve and Missy

Silenus POV

Fuck. The loud mouth little cunt couldn't keep her mouth shut, could she? Now he had two performers whose blood would be on his hands if Eve went back to old habits. Still, Missy seemed a lot more capable of protecting herself than the fae girl, and aside from D getting all pissy over it, he couldn't say that he would grieve Missy's untimely demise if Eve did take her down. At any rate, there was no longer much point to him staying on the sidelines, and Silenus was pissed off enough to rage fuck Missy until her insides fell out.

He didn't go after Missy though, instead he sidled up behind Eve who was still biting hard into Missy's plump round breast. He pressed his cock against Eve's ass, and spoke over Eve's shoulder directly to Missy. "This old cock belongs to Eve just now. I'll fuck you wherever and however Mistress Eve tells me to fuck you. By the way Mistress, the prop room is right next door. I can get you just about any kind of prop or toy you desire. We have bondage rope, whips and floggers, strap on dildos... I'd personally recommend a ball gag, unless you'd prefer to see me gag her with my dick. This one talks to much if you ask me."
 
Ivy's POV

She had been in a peaceful sleep. Soon the feeling of someone caressing her face started to bring her out of that. Slowly her lids broke open and the image that filled them was Mr. D, looking quite concerned and asking if she was ok.

"I'm... I'm..." And then flashes of seeing Mr. D, the one she thought was a dream, looming over her, ripping her clothes, forcing her on the bed, and then finally taking her.

"GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME!" She screamed and tried to wiggle out of the blankets and sheets. Once they were no longer covering her, it just confirmed what she already believed. Her shirt and bra were ripped, and she couldn't feel her panties. Her arms wrapped around her chest to keep her breasts from being exposed.

There was a dull ache as she tried to move from him. Her whole body was sore. Did he some how drug her? That was the only explanation she could think of as to why she saw the satyr and why D morphed into it. Her eyes landed on the second man and Ivy assumed that D was going to use her as the theaters newest fuck toy. She also saw that the door was open.

"HELP!!! SOMEONE HELP ME!!!" She screamed which soon turned to crying. Soon the poor red haired fae was sobbing. "Please... I just was to leave..."
 
Eve's POV

Honestly... Eve was so enamored enamored with her tasty being that she completely missed Missy teasing her prince... At first. Missy said something about if he wanted to fuck her again. There was a small flame of anger but the thought of devouring this one was what was present in her mind.

When Eve felt her man come up behind her, pressing against her, it was just like old times. Her mouth released the half demons flesh to push her plump rear back against his cock. She turn her head closer to Silenus, with a look that could only be described as adoration. Even with the way he looked now, the only thing she could see was a perfect creature. Her poor creature that was forced to live like he was less than what he was. She would have to convince him to leave D, one way or the other.

"I agree, my love. I must admit, the idea of watching her choke down on your huge member does thrill me so. Before that, best to get the toys. I want them all," she said gleefully.

Then her ears picked up the sound of someone shrieking for help. Eve's face fell. The little fireball woke up.
 
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