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VBT – Jay Got Married
Jay Got Married
by James Robinson Jr.
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GENRE: Non-Fiction Humor
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BLURB:
Jay Got Married consists of 9 humorous and, at times, poignant essays chronicling the ironies of everyday life in word and picture. Take for example the lead essay, aptly titled, “Jay got Married,” where I find myself mired in a horrendous dream.
In the fantasy, my aging father–dressed in his favorite Champion t-shirt with stains covering the front–marries my wife and I like he did 42 years ago but, this time around, the my 92-year-old ex-clergy dad forgets his lines causing me to coach him through the event with hints like: “ask for the rings, ask for the rings.” All the while, my best man sings Sonny and Cher’s, “I Got You Babe.”
Finally married, my wife and I end the ceremony with a kiss. But as I turn to exit, my eyes catch a glimpse of the bridesmaid who is no longer my wife’s best friend but now Gal Gadot from Dell Comics and Wonder Woman Fame. She is dressed in full Wonder Women regalia and looks totally shocked by the whole affair.
My mother turns to my father (now in the audience) with a quizzical look and says, “Dad, look at that bridesmaid. Isn’t that Superman?” She doesn’t get out much.
As we exit the church, and the bubbles fill the air–no one uses rice anymore—my wife ignores the limo and takes off on a sleek motorcycle, leaving me in the lurch—hence the cover.
Sure, it’s sounds crazy. But, in truth, isn’t the world of marriage crazy these days? In my case, what would one do when faced with the prospect of losing their beloved wife after 42 years? At age 67, would they remarry? Would they even want to remarry? These and other marital tidbits are discussed with humor and as much reverence as I could muster.
P.S. The author pairs up with Wonder Woman again in a final bit of photo wizardry Why? How? How are tricky copyright infringement laws avoided? Read Jay Got Married and find out.
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EXCERPT
You’re like, “What’s the big deal? Sure, it’s a sad thing, but don’t be too hasty. People fill that void in their lives all the time. It can happen. Sure, you’ve lost someone near and dear to you. But you could get over it. Even at your age. Time heals all wounds.” (Boy, you could’ve done better than that.) “People are living longer now. You’ll have more time to think this through. I see couples remarrying in their 70s and 80s.”
And I say, “While that may be true, I have to ask myself how I could find someone after a tragic death, when married people can’t seem to decide who they want while they’re both still among the living. I see people divorce and remarry two, three, four, and even five times. Amongst the marital shrapnel, some have their next spouses all picked out before the split.
Switch partners in the middle of a dance four or five times? Really? After a few shots at it, I would have to practice a little self-examination. I think I’d ask myself, “Am I missing something? Shouldn’t I be wondering if a pattern is developing?” Before I jump a fifth set of bristles, I’d be thinking, Why do I keep marrying people and divorcing them? Could it be… could it be… could it be… me?
Well, the difference is, you can count these cast-offs in the still among the living category. You can always figure on those exes to be around to torture for alimony, child support, and just general purposes. But once they’re gone, you’d have to feel some kind of grief. Even if you only see their name in the obituary and suck your teeth.
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AUTHOR Bio and Links:
James Robinson, Jr. is an award-wining author who has written 6 books in both the fiction and non-fiction genres. His first book Fighting the Effects of Gravity: A Bittersweet Journey Into Middle Life, was an Indie Award winner for nonfiction. His first foray into fiction, Book of Samuel, was a Readers’ Favorite Award Winner. His latest book—Jay Got Married—is a collection of 9 humorous, sometimes poignant essays.
Mr. Robinson resides in Pittsburgh, PA with his wife of 43 years. He is the father of three daughters ages 37, 38, and 40 and has six grandchildren
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James, thanks for being my guest. Tell us about you as a person.
I was born in 1952 and endured the tempestuous 60’s which included flower power, Black Power, the death of Martin Luther King, Jr., and Joan Baez music. I recently wrote a book about my father’s (a minister’s) life which included his exploits as a civil rights advocate during the sixties. Attended Carnegie Mellon University (an English major in an Engineering College, go figure).
If you could hang out with one famous person for one day, who would it be and why?
Ryan Reynolds. He seems like an interesting guy with a good sense of humor. #2—Gal Godot of Wonder Woman fame. No, I don’t care how hot she is; I need a picture with her for my book. Read it—or zip through the Jay Got Married Essay—and you’ll see why.
What’s the story behind your latest book?
Jay Got Married is a collection of 9 humorous essays told in a tongue-in-cheek style. The book centers around my views on life sometimes touching upon real-life issues. I find that essays are the best vehicle for me because I can tell one story at a time.
What is your writing process?
Oddly enough, I took a psych course in college where I remember the professor saying that you shouldn’t listen to the TV or radio because they are distracting—they are, in fact, in business to get your attention. So the best thing to do is to use some kind of white noise (they didn’t use that term way back then) like a fan or something similar. So a fan serves me best. Once I began to have children and grandchildren, however, my concentration has improved greatly, I am much better at blocking out noise. I still can’t compete with Metallica.
Tell us about your main character.
N/A But in a book of essays where I rely on personal experiences, my friends, family, and casual acquaintances are the main characters. My wife wasn’t very happy at all to be a main character.
If your book was to be turned into a movie, who would play the lead role and why?
If anyone turned this book into a movie they would need to be institutionalized. But I would have to play the lead; I’m the only one crazy enough.
What are you working on next?
I’m working on a sequel to my first book, Fighting the Effects of Gravity: One Man’s Journey Into Middle Life. I was middle aged when I wrote that book but now, I’m 67 and staring into the face of old age. The new book is tentatively titled: Old Age Sucks.
What advice do you have for other writers who want to get the word out about their book?
I always use promotions like KND (Kindle Nation Daily) and blog tours. KND promotions are great for a one-day blitz. Unfortunately, your sales numbers will take a precipitous drop the next day. There are blog tours that are very good for obtaining 7-8 reviews but aren’t meant to sell books. In theory, authors are supposed to twitter but I hate to do that. Libraries will also allow authors to use their facility to hold lectures and they will even post signs for upcoming author events.
What is your favorite book on your shelf right now?
Kurt Vonnegut’s Breakfast of Champions.
Do you have any special/extraordinary talents?
No, and thanks for making me feel insignificant.
You are given the choice of one superpower. What superpower would you have and why?
Sing like John Legend. I don’t want to fly and it seems like a superpower to me.
List 5 things on your bucket list:
- Learn how to play piano to impress my family and friends.
- Learn how to fly. Not like Superman. Fly a plane.
- Test drive the new, mid-engine Corvette
- Sell 100,000 books
- Take vacations in Hilton Head Island, SC like we used to before we started taking care of my 90-year-old parents.
Any final thoughts?
Buy my book; I’m poor.
Book Blast – HEROES IN LOVE
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NOT EVERY HERO WEARS A UNIFORM
Can love last a lifetime? Billy Walsh and Daniel Richards never intended to be matchmakers. After all, they’re only at the start of their own love story. When Billy uncovers a failed love affair, he learns it lasted more than fifty years until it fell apart. He and Daniel see their own fledgling relationship through the lens of the now estranged couple, and they vow to reunite the elderly lovers. But as they set about their task, the pressure of modern life threatens to tear them apart.
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Billy was nearly an hour late when he finally rushed down Fulham Road and into the entrance of the Royal Marsden hospital where he ran into a black haired, brown-eyed vision of masculinity. Literally ran into. Publicly crashed into a stunning man wearing a white fitted t-shirt, a linen suit, tan loafers, and stood tall like a catwalk model. Too late Billy skidded to a halt, and into the arms of the handsome stranger.
“I’m so sorry,” Billy blurted out.
The vision of masculinity reached forward and grabbed his shoulders to stop him from falling.
“No problem.” The man looked directly at Billy and held on to his shoulders for a moment or so longer than was probably necessary.
Billy wanted to crawl away and hide in a corner. He had never considered himself a cool guy. The roles he played in soap operas as a sensitive-looking young man with an apologetic, hesitant manner were in truth no more than an extension of his own personality. He was uncomfortable in large social gatherings, and preferred his own company.
But this man with wavy black hair, deep brown eyes, and strong arms was someone he would dearly like to spend more time with. Billy struggled to find a witty phrase, a bright piece of banter to rescue the moment.
“Sure.”
Sure? Billy shook his head at the crassness of his response. The man smiled, dropped his arms, and strode off.
Shit.
About the Author: David C Dawson writes contemporary thrillers featuring gay men in love. He’s an award winning author, journalist and documentary maker. His debut novel won Bronze for Best Mystery and Suspense in the FAPA awards, and he has published two books since.
David lives in London with his boyfriend and two cats. In his spare time, he tours Europe and sings with the London Gay Men’s Chorus.
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VBT – THE BILLIONAIRE’S BOARD
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When Remi Stone is promoted to director at Icor Tech by the INSANELY HOT, chiseled, PERFECT 10 CEO, the last thing she expected was for chaos to ensue. Boy—she should have been more prepared.
Who would have ever thought that being 23.7 hours early for a meeting would ever lead to a series of life-changing events that would see me influencing the course of a billion-dollar corporation—but I’m getting ahead of myself. Let’s go back to the day AFTER my time-anxiety induced early bird mishap.
You see, I went into Icor Tech’s boardroom to present at the quarterly ‘Innovation Meeting,’ completely unprepared for all the enemies I was about to make. The board itself—and all the directors!
But that’s exactly what happened when the handsome, aloof, BILLIONAIRE CEO, Gabriel Icor himself, promoted me to director at 23 with NO FLIPPING WARNING!
Now, I have a bunch of seasoned board members thinking I’m an ‘upstart’ mouse. A bunch of employees angry their careers plateaued well before mine. And two insanely hot, crazy-successful, competitive, and ever charming businessmen courting me.
Oh, and get this—I’ve never so much as been on a date before.
What’s a girl to do? Well, I’ll tell you one thing that’s never advisable…
Accidentally blurting out you’re not wearing panties.
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“You really got yourself a brain, didn’t you?”
I look up from my computer, a little surprised to see Analise in the room staring at me. Her arms are crossed over the chest. She’s upset.
“I know some things, I suppose.”
“Oh, don’t you shrug it off. You know what I’m talking about.”
I sit back in my chair, jaw clenched, trying to figure out why the hell she’s upset.
“You don’t like Remi, I take it?”
“I didn’t say that.”
“Well, something about her bugs you.”
Analise saunters around my desk, taking a seat next to the keyboard, looking down at me through her long, dramatic lashes.
“How well do you even know her?” she asks.
“Why does that matter?”
“Well, let me show you this.” Analise turns to my computer, bringing up a web browser. She types in a few keystrokes and brings up Match, the dating site.
“Looksie.”
I look at the screen at an awkwardly innocent Remi sitting next to an elderly woman holding crochet hooks.
“Jesus Christ, who the fuck puts up such a—”
“Someone who hasn’t so much as been on a date before, that’s who.”
I blink, then give a hearty chuckle. “Wait, are you saying—”
“That Remi Stone is a bonafide between the sheet vegetarian? Yes, I am.”
“Wait? What?”
“Get with the program, Gabe. It ain’t just Meatless Mondays for this girl.”
I swallow, and to my horror, suddenly that sugary sweet picture with her dear sweet old grandma is leaving my pants tight.
“Won’t be for long, though.”
My stomach churns. “Boyfriend?”
“No, Tom.”
“She’s seeing Tom?”
“God, Gabe, how can you be so oblivious? Were we spying in on the same board meeting? Did you see how he greeted her? Did you see how he paraded her around the room like she was his damn arm candy?”
Oh shit!
I have a way of overlooking these things, especially when my mind is focused on saving Icor Tech. Tom has a reputation for being a ladies’ man, but it had always been an ‘off the clock’ sort of thing. Dating someone from the office is just plain stupid, and fucking them—is even dumber.
“Can we keep her?” Analise pouts.
About the Author:
Lark Anderson was raised near Syracuse, New York. She joined the USAF at 19 as a Flight Manager and eventually discharged in pursuit of a college degree, eventually achieving her MBA. Since her years in the Air Force, she has worked as a Claims Manager, a Business Analyst, an Editor, and a Web Page Designer, filling several roles, such as Fraud Investigator, Auditor, Graphic Designer, and Marketer. Lark’s passion for writing manifested in elementary school, but she waited until she was in her 20’s to pursue her passion. Now, she writes and assists other authors in fulfilling their dreams full time. Lark’s interests are broad. She likes her fantasy dark and her romance steamy! She plays Magic: the Gathering and LOVES going to cons and interacting with fellow geeks.
Currently, she is writing contemporary romance and is in contract negotiation to develop a sitcom she has been working on.
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VBT – THE SWEET PEPPER CAJUN
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Treat yourself to an exceptional value! Kindle Price just $2.49! Great New recipes from that Southern Soulful Magnolia Table. Recipes for all your festive occasions! The Holidays are almost here! It’s time for Great Food, Fantastic Family Gatherings with our Best Friends!
Enjoy Southern Cornbread Dressing with your turkey, ham roast, beef, roast beef or vegan New Year’s Good Luck Long Noodle Cajun Pasta this year! Those recipes and more are here! Grab your copy today!
*************From soups, sandwiches, salads, and of course the main course, to cakes, made famous by Mamma and her friends, with recipes Mamma got from Grandmamma.
Here you’ll find recipes for welcoming family and friends into your home whether they cornered you by just dropping by or they were invited. Make all their visits more pleasurable with recipes from the heart. Here you’ll find not just recipes for lunch, brunch, and Feasts from Thanksgiving to New Year’s, but quick easy make-ahead sides and appetizers. It’s that time of the season to cook from the heart with love. Inside you’ll find breakfast favorites, and complete dinner menus, plus taste-tempting decadent desserts that aim to please.
Book is $2.49 on Kindle
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It’s Time For Family & Friends!
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Come join us, grab a seat, fill a bowl, and take a taste of our scrumptious food. We believe food is our common ground and in flavor do we trust!
Any Season!
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There’s an old saying… “Good friends are so very hard to find, and I’m am so grateful that you are mine.” This is for you… All of my friends. Thank you.
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Cajun Lima Bean & Okra Soup
Ingredients:
•1 medium green pepper, chopped
•1 medium onion, chopped
•1/4 teaspoon whole cloves
•1 tablespoon butter
•3 cups vegetable broth
•3 cups chopped tomatoes
•2-1/2 cups sliced fresh or frozen okra, thawed
•1 cup frozen Lima beans, thawed
•1/2 cup fresh or frozen corn, thawed
•1/2 to 1 teaspoon Slap Ya Mamma Cajun seasoning salt
•1/4 to 1/2 teaspoon ground allspice
•1/4 teaspoon pepper
•1/8 teaspoon cayenne pepper to taste *optional
Directions:
•In a large saucepan, sauté the green pepper, onion and cloves in butter until vegetables are tender. Discard cloves.
•Stir in the remaining Ingredients. Bring to a boil. Reduce heat; cover and simmer for 15-20 minutes or until beans are tender.
About the Author:
J.A. Jackson is the pseudonym for an author, who loves to write deliciously sultry adult romantic, suspenseful, entertaining novels with a unique twist. She lives in an enchanted little house she calls home in the Northern California foothills.
She spent over ten years working in the non-profit sector where she wrote grants, press releases and contributed many stories to their newsletter. She was their Newsletter editor for over ten years. She loves growing roses, a good pot of hot tea, chocolate, magical stories, suspense stories, ghost stories, and reading Jane Austen again and again in her past time.
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Book Blast – DRAGON MIST
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As the third daughter of a third daughter, dragon-shifter Christine Drachen must mate with a human.
Not all human males are genetically compatible with dragon shifters, and suitable matches are rare in old Charleston. Christine, though, has identified James to be an appropriate match. Even humans who acknowledge the possibility of dragons cannot believe that one can be both a dragon and a human, shifting between the two. As a result, Christine must attract James without fully revealing her true, shifting nature until he has committed to mate.
James gradually discovers what Christine is. She shows him the gold dragon she always wears around her neck. He notices the prints, statues, and tapestries of dragons that decorate her family’s home. Strange noises emanate from behind the Drachens’ house during a party, and James believes he actually sees a dragon, one wearing a necklace like Christine’s. Christine’s last name, Drachen, means “dragon,” and, while she jokes her entire family is composed of the creatures, James begins to suspect there is more to what she says than a simple attempt at humor.
Finally, though, he sees her shift.
To protect their species from persecution, dragon-shifters silence any human who sees one of them shift, and the most practical method is generally death. The rule is absolute. But Christine has fallen in love with James. How can she protect her family without killing the boy she loves?
Dragon Mist is a story of boy-meets-girl, with a few non-human characters, high stakes, a bit of magic, a little humor, and an abundance of romance.
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As Bing struggles for release, I inspect him like an insect under a microscope. Then I growl and I bare my teeth.
“Help me. Help me. Oh God, help me.”
I had never noticed Bing to be particularly religious, but his prayer sounds more sincere than most of those I’d heard intoned in church.
Truly, nothing other than God can save him now because, at this point, my human self has lost control.
Five claws project from each of my hands, two sets of five blades, each as sharp as a diamond saw, able to cut through any substance. I raise my right hand and pause as my eyes make a final pass down his body. Bing’s shriek surely frightens ghosts in the nearby cemetery.
God elects not to intervene, and my right hand sweeps across Bing’s legs, both the right and left splintering as my claw passes through each in turn. My hand falls like a guillotine, twice, and his arms snap off. Finally, not certain he is dead, and not wanting him to linger, I strike the side of his neck, each claw passing through in turn. His body falls to the ground, covering his other parts, and I drop his head on top.
I feel as if I am still standing far out in the Bay, watching as someone else cuts Bing into pieces. His limbs fall to earth, blood covers them and pools on the ground.
I feel as if I’m viewing a horror movie, the type of motion picture that draws teenagers by the score. They stream into the theater and watch monsters, human or otherwise, murder and mayhem, blood and gore. The girls scream and hide their eyes, burying their heads in their boyfriends’ arms, but they peek so they miss none of the action, comforted by the knowledge it is all make-believe.
But Bing’s death is not make-believe, and I find myself a foot away, gazing down at him, my hand covered in his blood.
My head swivels as I check for witnesses. As Bing had died, screams had ricocheted across the park. But no one has appeared. They must lie behind trees and crouch behind shrubs.
What kind of people are these? No one ventured out when I screamed for help. No one rushed to save Bing when he cried in terror. I ought to scour the area and dispatch all of them.
I search, but I find no one…
There.
A single man stands at the payphone under the streetlight at the edge of the park. I take a step in his direction and his squeal breaks the silence. He gestures wildly, pointing toward me, as if the person to whom he speaks can follow his visual directions. He no doubt has called the police, and I must weigh the danger of having my presence reported and the attack described by a group of acid-heads against the time it will take for a search-and-destroy mission and the possibility I will be seen by a surviving, credible witness.
My eyes narrow, I’ll take them all, starting with the one I see. I can cover the distance in five seconds, I think as I take two quick steps.
Then, human rationality reasserts itself.
I need to protect myself, and I opt to allow the witnesses to live, confident their reports will be written off as drug-induced hallucinations.
About the Author:
I live near Charleston, South Carolina, where I walk the beaches, eat fresh seafood, and photograph the ocean, the birds, and the beautiful sunsets. Seven of my nine novels have been set in Charleston, but Dragon Mist is the first to explore the lives of the non-human residents of the “holy city.”
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Book Blast – RETALIATION
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Sakota saved Astraeus and her friends from certain death, but in doing so, she gained the attention of the Oreck, who will stop at nothing to destroy everything in their path. With their ship severely damaged, Sakota and her crew land on a nearby planet and seek sanctuary while they make repairs to return home. But nothing on this perfect planet is as it appears, and Sakota soon learns they’ve traded one danger for another. Hunted and targeted, will Sakota be able to carry out her mission, or will everyone she cares about be destroyed?
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“No .”
Sakota bolted up in bed in the middle of the night.
Her dreams of blood and fear were monopolized with pointed teeth, cartilaginous faces, long, double-jointed arms and legs, and cruel, black alien eyes. The Oreck. They haunted her, perpetual alien God-ghosts with their eerie, electromagnetic glow beneath papery, gray skin.
Beside her, Astraeus slept, his arm flopped over the groove in the bed where she’d lain as he held her. He stirred, frowning. Was he having a nightmare too? She reached her hand out and searched with her emotions, as she’d learned to do.
He tossed, fitful, in the clutches of a nightmare to do with Upsilon’s destruction. She couldn’t remember what her nightmare had been about, but it had ended violently. Peace, she sent silently. Tranquility . Calm . Rest .
Astraeus sighed in his sleep, relaxed, and rolled over. She feathered hair out of his face. His existence had blown her away, and it still did. Astraeus’s genetic code far outstripped her own. He had defense mechanisms in place to protect him from climate extremities that she could never even dream of having. But more so, for the first time in her life, she’d fallen in love. It went against her pragmatic nature, but his comforting presence anchored her amid the wreckage.
She scrubbed her face with her hand in the darkness and swung her legs over the side of the levitating bed, careful of the bed’s height when she stood.
Humans were either a lot shorter than most of the visiting interplanetary delegates, or for some strange reason, they liked their beds high.
Her limbs ached, fatigue from the action of the last several days. She suspected healing from microgravity had something to do with it too, but she’d been through the wringer. The way she walked, the weight of her lips when she spoke, her arm and leg muscles seemed heavier and more visceral, like someone had injected them with a heavy drug. Ridiculous, of course. She was in the best shape of her life.
In the center of the room, she stretched and did some yoga until the tightness lessened. She rotated her neck. In a day or two, the slight dizziness and disoriented inertia would subside. As a physician, she knew the symptoms. She’d be fine. But telling a patient about them versus experiencing them were two different things.
She padded barefoot out onto the balcony, drew a silver cup from the shelves, and dipped it into the fountain. Distant light illuminated the Chuleron buildings along the skyline in the distance. She brought the brim of the cup to her lips and drank. Cool and refreshing, much cleaner than the sterilized water she’d had back on Earth. Tastier too. Earth water had to be purified at least five times before it could be considered healthy enough for consumption. Bacterial pathogens ran rampant in food and the polluted streams and springs back home, so sterilizing was essential. The delightful coolness soothed her throat.
She twisted her hair and pulled it over her right shoulder, taking in the strange, tantalizing city. Did her suspicions about this place come from her subconscious, because of the death and violence she’d experienced? Or was Hisoka right and something seemed off?
About the Author:
Haley Cavanagh is a military veteran, wife, and mother. She is an alumna of Columbia College, a musical theater nut, and she loves to dive into any book that crosses her path. Haley resides with her family in the United States and enjoys spending time with her husband and children when she’s not writing. She loves to hear from her readers, and encourages you to contact her via her website and social media.
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