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9 conversations in cluster Cluster 45× “[there would be dialogue in this story:] (Ayano wakes up in ...” over 20 days (Oct 6, 2023 – Oct 26, 2023), oldest first. Show: 10 15 50 100

Oct 6, 2023 at 2:51 AM EDT — 1 turn United States, Michigan fiction fanfiction View full conversation

USER: [there would be dialogue in this story:] (Ayano wakes up in a strange room with no sign of her classmates - Sumiko, Sumire, Osana, Kizana, or even her best friend; Kokona. Just then, Ayano notices a strange girl in the corner - she had short, coral-pink hair, sky-blue eyes, and a red bow in her hair. Judging from the girl's outfit, she must be part of another school's literature club. The girl also seemed to be muttering the names of people Ayano didn't know - those names being "Monika", "Natsuki", and "Yuri".)

CHATBOT: Ayano: (confused) Um... excuse me? Who are you? And where am I? Mysterious Girl: (startled, she turns to face Ayano) Oh! You're awake! I didn't expect anyone else to be here. I'm Monika, from the literature club. As for where we are... I'm not quite sure either. It seems we've both ended up in this strange room. Ayano: (nervously) So... you don't know where our classmates are? I can't find anyone I know. Not even Kokona... Monika: (sympathetic) I'm sorry, I don't know anything about your friends. I've been trying to figure out how to escape this place myself. I was hoping you might have some answers. Ayano: (frustrated) No, I don't have any answers. I didn't even know you until now. But... I guess we can work together to find a way out, right? Monika: (smiling faintly) Absolutely! It's always better to have someone by your side in situations like these. We'll figure this out together, Ayano. Ayano: (grateful) Thank you, Monika. I appreciate your help. So, where should we start? Monika: (thinking) Well, we can try exploring the room more thoroughly. Maybe there's a hidden passage or something. We should also keep an eye out for any clues that might lead us to our missing classmates. Ayano: (determined) Alright, let's get to work then. We won't give up until we find our friends and escape from here. Monika: (nodding) Agreed. We'll find them, Ayano. We just have to stay focused and not lose hope. (Together, Ayano and Monika begin to search the room, determined to find any clues or hints that could lead them to their missing friends. Little do they know, their journey will uncover more mysteries and challenges than they ever imagined...)

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Oct 6, 2023 at 2:52 AM EDT — 1 turn United States, Michigan fiction fanfiction View full conversation

CHATBOT: Ayano: (confused) Um, excuse me... Who are you? And where am I? Girl: (startled, looks up) Oh! You're awake. I'm Monika. Are you new here? Ayano: New? I'm not sure. I woke up here, but I have no idea how I got here or why. And I don't recognize this place at all. Monika: (sympathetic) That sounds really strange. Don't worry, I'll try to help you figure things out. As for this place, we're in the Literature Club. But it seems like things are a bit different here. Ayano: The Literature Club...? That's odd. I remember being in my own school's Literature Club with my friends. But I don't see them here. Have you seen anyone else? Monika: (hesitant) Well, I haven't seen anyone besides us. But there are names I keep mentioning... Natsuki, Yuri, and Sumiko. I haven't met them yet, though. Ayano: (puzzled) Those names don't ring a bell. And who's Sumiko? I don't know anyone by that name. Wait... where's Kokona? She's my best friend, and she's always with me. Monika: I'm sorry, Ayano. I haven't seen anyone by that name either. It seems like we're both lost in this strange place. Ayano: (concerned) What is going on? How did we end up here? And why can't I find any of my friends? This doesn't make any sense. Monika: (trying to comfort) Ayano, we'll figure this out together. Maybe if we explore further or find some clues, we can unravel this mystery. We're not alone in this, even if it feels that way. Ayano: (nods) You're right, Monika. We need to stay calm and search for answers. If my friends are here somewhere, I have to find them. Let's start by finding a way out of this place.

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Oct 11, 2023 at 5:22 PM EDT — 1 turn United States, Michigan fiction fanfiction toxic View full conversation

USER: [there[told from Natsuki's point of view, there would be dialogue in this story:] (Ayano wakes up(Ugh...my head...what happened? All I remember was attending the club meeting with my friends and fellow club members, and now I'm in this strange forest. This place was called the Twilight Forest - and it was a strange room with no sign of her classmatesnew dimension. I noticed a strange...tower...in the distance. But when I tried using TNT to blow up an entrance into the tower, I found that it didn't work. Perhaps I needed to defeat something. I made a mental note to come here after defeating what I was supposed to. But while I was exploring the dimension, I heard a loud hissing noise coming from a courtyard - Sumiko, Sumire, Osana, Kizana, or even her best friend; Kokona. Just then, Ayano noticesseveral times louder than a strange girl in the cornersnake's hissing. I looked inside and was horrified at what I saw - she had short, coral-pink hair, sky-blue eyes, andit was a red bow in her hair. Judging from the girl's outfit, she must be part of another school's literature club. The girl also seemed to be muttering the names of people Ayano didn't know - those names being "Monika", "Natsuki", and "Yuri".)Naga.)

CHATBOT: Natsuki: (Cautiously approaching the Naga) What... what is that thing? Is it dangerous? Naga: (Hissing aggressively) Intruder! Leave this place before I devour you! Natsuki: (Backing away slowly) Okay, okay! I didn't mean to intrude! Just calm down! Naga: (Circling around Natsuki) You dare disturb the peace of the Twilight Forest. You will pay for your insolence. Natsuki: (Nervously) Look, I didn't come here to cause any trouble. I just... got lost, okay? Can we talk this out? Naga: (Snapping its jaws) Talking will not save you, interloper. I am the guardian of this forest, and I must eliminate any threats. Natsuki: (Frantically searching for a way out) There has to be something I can do! I can't just become a snake's meal! Naga: (Suddenly lunging towards Natsuki) Prepare to meet your doom! Natsuki: (Quickly pulling out a book from her bag) Wait! Wait! I have something that might interest you! Naga: (Pausing mid-attack, intrigued) What is it? Show me. Natsuki: (Opening the book and flipping through its pages) It's a book of poems. I... I'm a writer, you see. And these poems are about the beauty of nature, the very essence of the forest. Naga: (Curiously) Poetry? How can a few words in a book be of any value to me? Natsuki: (Softly) Poetry has the power to capture the emotions and essence of what it describes. These poems can show you a different perspective, a deeper understanding of the forest you protect. Naga: (Pondering for a moment) Very well, human. Show me your poems. Natsuki: (Reading one of her poems aloud) "In the depths of the Twilight Forest, where shadows dance and light is scarce, nature sings its lullaby, a symphony of secrets within the ancient trees..." Naga: (Listening intently) That... that is surprisingly beautiful. I've never seen the forest described in such a way. Natsuki: (Gaining confidence) See? Poetry can convey the heart and soul of the Twilight Forest. It doesn't have to be seen as a threat, but rather as a sanctuary worth protecting. Naga: (Lowering its head) You... you have opened my eyes, human. I have been too quick to judge and attack. Thank you for showing me a different perspective. Natsuki: (Relieved) I'm glad I could help. Can we peacefully coexist now? Naga: (Nods) Yes, from now on, you are welcome to roam the Twilight Forest. Just remember to respect its beauty and never take it for granted. Natsuki: (Smiling) Thank you. I promise, I won't forget what I've learned today.

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Oct 14, 2023 at 4:03 PM EDT — 1 turn United States, Michigan fiction fanfiction View full conversation

USER: [told from Natsuki's point of view, there would be dialogue in this story:] (Ugh...my head...what happened? All I remember was attending(In the club meeting with my friends and fellow club members, and now I'm in this strange forest. This place was called the Twilight Forest - andclubroom...) Sayori: "Okay...WHO thought it was a strange new dimension. I noticedgood idea to rig the closet to dump a strange...tower...in the distance. But when I tried using TNT to blow up an entrance into the tower, I found that it didn't work. Perhaps I needed to defeat something. I made a mental note to come here after defeating what I was supposed to. But while I was exploring the dimension, I heard a loud hissing noise coming from a courtyard - several times louder than a snake's hissing. I looked inside and was horrified at what I saw - it was a Naga.)ton of water all over me?"

CHATBOT: Natsuki: "Hmm, it wasn't me this time, I swear! I've had enough of pranks for a while after the cupcakes incident." Yuri: "I can vouch for Natsuki, she has been with me in the library the whole time. So, it must have been someone else." Monika: "Well, I certainly didn't do it. I was busy preparing for the upcoming literature club event." Sayori: "Then it must have been... Kanade! You always come up with these prank ideas." Kanade: "Hey now, don't just point fingers at me. I might get into mischief sometimes, but this prank was a bit too extreme for my taste. I prefer subtler tricks." Sayori: "Hmm, then who could it be? It doesn't seem like something our club members would typically do..." Natsuki: "Maybe it was a new member trying to impress us?" Yuri: "It's possible. We should investigate and find out the truth." Monika: "I agree, finding the culprit is essential. We should search for any clues or evidence that may lead us to them." (Suddenly, they notice a wet piece of paper on the floor. Monika picks it up.) Monika: "Look! There's something written on this paper. 'Get ready for a splash of fun!'" Natsuki: "That sounds like something Sayori would say." Sayori: "Hey, I promise it wasn't me! I can't believe someone would play such a mean prank..." Yuri: "We need to stay calm and level-headed. Let's continue searching for more clues to uncover the truth." Kanade: "If we work together, we'll surely find out who did this!" (Slowly, the club members begin to investigate the clubroom, determined to solve the mystery of the water prank.)

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Oct 14, 2023 at 4:04 PM EDT — 1 turn United States, Michigan fiction fanfiction View full conversation

USER: (In the clubroom...) Sayori: "Okay...WHO thought it was a good idea to rig the closet to dump a ton of water all over me?"me? I was just about to grab my poem!"

CHATBOT: Natsuki sheepishly raises her hand. Natsuki: "Um... guilty." Yuri chuckles softly from the corner of the room. Yuri: "You have to admit, it was a little funny, Sayori. Although, I apologize if it ruined your poem." Sayori pouts, wringing out her wet hair. Sayori: "It's not funny, guys! My poem is soaked now. Plus, I'm freezing!" Monika walks over, a concerned expression on her face. Monika: "Sorry, Sayori. We were just trying to lighten the mood. Didn't mean for things to get out of hand. Here, take my jacket for now." Sayori's expression softens, and she gratefully accepts the jacket from Monika. Sayori: "Thanks, Monika. But you guys owe me a new copy of my poem. And no more water-related pranks, please!" Natsuki and Yuri nod in agreement, realizing they may have taken it a bit too far. Natsuki: "Yeah, sorry about that. We'll buy you a new copy, Sayori. Just... don't go overboard with revenge, okay?" Sayori grins mischievously, a mischievous twinkle in her eyes. Sayori: "Oh, don't worry. I won't go too far. But you might want to be on high alert from now on!" The others exchange knowing glances, preparing themselves for the playful shenanigans that are bound to come. Monika: "Alright, let's clean up the mess and get back to the club activities. And remember, no more water pranks, especially during important moments!" With that, they all begin to restore order in the clubroom, ready to put the little mishap behind them and continue enjoying each other's company.

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Oct 14, 2023 at 4:07 PM EDT — 1 turn United States, Michigan fiction fanfiction View full conversation

USER: (In the clubroom...) Sayori: "Okay...WHO thought it was a good idea to rig the closet to dump a ton of water all over me? I was just about to grab my poem!" Monika: "Oh, no! Sayori, are you alright? I had no idea that would happen." Natsuki: (giggling) "Come on, Sayori, it was just a harmless prank! Don't be such a wet blanket." Sayori: (pouting) "Well, it's not funny when it ruins my poem! It took me forever to come up with something I actually liked." (rubbing her 7-month baby bump) "Sachiko would've liked it, too...man, I can't wait to finally hold her in my arms."

CHATBOT: Yuri: (concerned) "Sayori, I'm really sorry about your poem. It must have been frustrating to have it ruined like that. And congratulations on your pregnancy! I'm sure Sachiko will bring you so much joy when she arrives." Monika: (apologetic) "Sayori, I truly didn't mean for this to happen. I had no idea it would ruin your poem. I'll do my best to make it up to you somehow." Natsuki: (apologetic) "Sorry if I took it too far, Sayori. I didn't mean for it to ruin your poem. Let me know if there's anything I can do to help." Sayori: (smiling softly) "Thanks, guys. I know it was just a prank, but I've been feeling a little sensitive lately, especially with the pregnancy. I appreciate the congratulations and your understanding. Maybe I can try to rewrite my poem, or perhaps I'll find inspiration for a new one." Monika: "That sounds like a great idea, Sayori! We'll support you every step of the way." Yuri: "Yes, take your time and don't rush yourself. We're here to help if you need any assistance or inspiration." Natsuki: "Absolutely. We'll make sure you have all the support you need, Sayori. And don't worry, I'll make sure no one pranks you again without your consent." Sayori: (grateful) "Thank you, everyone. Your support means the world to me. Let's make the most out of our club meetings from now on and create incredible poems together."

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Oct 25, 2023 at 12:52 PM EDT — 2 turns United States, Michigan fiction fanfiction View full conversation

USER: (In[told from Monika's point of view, there would be dialogue in this story:] (It had only been 7 years since Sayori supposedly hung herself. Me and the clubroom...) Sayori: "Okay...WHO thought itrest of our club members were still mourning her, and we never forgot her ever since that day. However, when returned to the school clubroom, I noticed that Sayori's corpse hadn't decayed, rotten, decomposed, or even aged at all. Just then, Sayori - or an adult version of her - burst into the room laughing; pointing at our facial expressions. Natsuki, Yuri, and I were just purely confused. Turns out, Sayori had pranked us by making us think she was a good idea to rig the closet to dump a ton of water all over me? I was just about to grab my poem!" Monika: "Oh, no! Sayori, are you alright? I had no idea that would happen." Natsuki: (giggling) "Come on, Sayori, it was just a harmless prank! Don't be such a wet blanket." Sayori: (pouting) "Well, it's not funny when it ruins my poem! It took me forever to come up with something I actually liked." (rubbing her 7-month baby bump) "Sachiko would've liked it, too...man, I can't wait to finally hold her in my arms."dead.)

CHATBOT: I stared at Sayori in disbelief, my heart racing. "Sayori...? Is that really you?" I asked, my voice trembling. She continued laughing, tears of joy streaming down her face. "Gotcha!" she exclaimed. "I can't believe you all fell for it! Oh, this is priceless!" I could feel a mixture of relief and anger bubble within me. Relief that Sayori was alive and well, but anger at the thoughtless prank she had just pulled. "Sayori, that was incredibly insensitive!" I scolded, trying to keep my voice steady. "Do you have any idea how worried we were? You made us believe you were dead!" Sayori's laughter died down as she realized the impact of her joke. Her expression softened, and she looked remorseful. "I... I'm sorry, Monika. I didn't think it through. I just wanted to see your reactions." I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself down. "Pranks are all fun and games, Sayori, but this crossed the line. Death is not something to joke about." Natsuki and Yuri remained silent, their shock evident on their faces. I knew they shared my conflicted emotions. Natsuki finally spoke up, her voice shaking. "Sayori, that was really messed up. We were mourning you, and you just made it all seem like a joke. It's not fair." Yuri nodded in agreement, her eyes filled with a mix of sadness and anger. "This prank was... inappropriate, to say the least. We care about you, Sayori. We don't appreciate being deceived in such a way." Sayori's smile faded completely, replaced by a look of remorse and guilt. She approached us, her voice filled with sincerity. "I'm truly sorry, guys. I never meant to hurt you. I just wanted to bring some laughter to our club... but I didn't think about the consequences. I promise I won't do something like this again." I looked at Sayori, my anger slowly dissipating. She had always been the one to bring a smile to our faces, even during the darkest times. I realized that perhaps her intentions weren't malicious, just misguided. I reached out and hugged her tightly. "We forgive you, Sayori," I whispered. "But please, think before you act. We care about you, and we don't want to go through that kind of pain again." Sayori hugged me back, tears welling up in her eyes. "Thank you, Monika. I promise I'll be more considerate in the future." As we let go, I turned to Natsuki and Yuri, who both nodded in agreement. We were a family, a club that supported and cared for each other. Sayori's prank had hurt, but our bond could withstand it. We would move past this, str...

CHATBOT: My heart skipped a beat as I saw the distress in my daughter's tearful eyes. I quickly knelt down, embracing her tightly. "Minika, what happened? Why are you crying?" Through her sobs, Minika managed to choke out, "M-my doll... it's broken, Mommy!" I gently took the broken doll from her hands, examining it with concern. It was one of her favorite toys, and seeing it damaged broke my heart. "Oh, sweetie, I'm so sorry," I murmured, trying to soothe her. "Don't worry, we can fix it together. Let's go find some glue, okay?" Minika's cries slowly subsided as she clung to me. With a deep breath, I stood up and carried her in my arms, gently rocking her back and forth. "Shh, it's alright, darling. Mommy's here, and we'll make it all better, I promise." As we made our way to the craft room, I couldn't help but wonder what might have caused Minika's distress. She was usually such a happy and carefree child. While I knew accidents happened, this seemed different. Once we reached the room, I found the glue and sat Minika down at the table, retrieving the broken doll. "Alright, sweetheart, we're going to fix your doll. Can you show me where it broke?" Minika pointed to a crack running down the doll's arm. I applied a small amount of glue, carefully pressing the pieces together. As I worked, I spoke softly to my daughter, trying to understand the root of her distress. "Did something happen to your doll, Minika? Did someone accidentally break it? It's okay, you can tell me, sweetie." Minika sniffled, wiping away her tears. "No, Mommy, it was... Charlie." My heart sank at her response. Charlie was Minika's playmate, a resident of the virtual world she often spent time in. Although I had created a safe and friendly environment for her, I couldn't control all interactions. "What did Charlie do, Minika?" Minika hesitated before whispering, "Charlie... Charlie broke my doll on purpose, Mommy. He said it was a prank." My mind raced as anger and concern mingled within me. How could someone deliberately hurt Minika, especially in a supposedly safe space? I held my daughter's hand tightly, assuring her that everything would be alright. "It's not your fault, Minika. Pranks should never involve hurting others or their things. Mommy will talk to Charlie and make sure this doesn't happen again. You deserve to feel safe and happy." Minika looked up at me, her eyes filled with a mix of sadness and relief. "Thank you, Mommy. Can we play together instead? I want to forget about Charlie....

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Oct 26, 2023 at 2:48 PM EDT — 1 turn United States, Michigan fiction fanfiction View full conversation

USER: [told from Monika'sNatsuki's point of view, there would be dialogue in this story:] (It had only been 7 years since Sayori supposedly hung herself. Me and the rest of our club members were still mourning her, and we never forgot her ever since that day. However,(Things changed when returnedI gave birth to the school clubroom, I noticed that Sayori's corpse hadn't decayed, rotten, decomposed, or even aged at all. Just then, Sayori - or an adult versionmy half-human half-xenomorph baby girl Sakura. She would often climb out of her - burstcradle before crawling all along the walls and ceiling. Considering Sakura couldn't talk yet, she would always speak to me telepathically. But before I go into any more detail, let me talk about how Sakura first came into my life when I was watching the room laughing; pointing at our facial expressions. Natsuki, Yuri, and I were just purely confused. Turns out, Sayori had pranked us by making us think she was dead.)starts outside.)

CHATBOT: I sat on my porch, gazing up at the twinkling stars in the night sky. Being out here always brought a sense of calm and peace to my mind, away from the chaos of the world. Little did I know that this peaceful night would mark the beginning of a life-changing journey. As I sat there, lost in my thoughts, I noticed a shooting star streak across the sky. It was a breathtaking sight, one that I couldn't tear my eyes away from. Without thinking, I closed my eyes and made a wish. I wished for something extraordinary, something that would bring joy and wonder into my life. When I opened my eyes, a soft glow caught my attention. There, lying in the grass, was a delicate creature, unlike anything I had ever seen before. It was a tiny xenomorph, its skin a blend of dark and mesmerizing shades. It seemed harmless, almost innocent. Intrigued and curious, I cautiously reached out, my hand shaking slightly. To my surprise, the xenomorph didn't attack or hiss at me. It simply looked up at me with its large, black eyes, as if trusting me. In that moment, something within me changed. I couldn't leave this creature alone, abandoned and defenseless. Without hesitation, I scooped up the little xenomorph and cradled it gently in my arms. Its tiny form fit perfectly, as if it was meant to be there. I had no idea what I was getting myself into, but I knew I couldn't turn away now. Days turned into weeks, and weeks into months. The little xenomorph, now named Sakura, grew rapidly under my care. Her strange abilities both fascinated and terrified me. She could crawl on walls and the ceiling effortlessly, defying gravity with ease. She communicated with me through telepathy, her thoughts connecting with mine in a way I couldn't fully comprehend. One night, when Sakura was just a few months old, she climbed out of her cradle and made her way towards me. I watched as she crawled across the ceiling, her tiny limbs moving gracefully. The soft glow emanating from her body illuminated the room, casting shadows in all directions. As she reached me, her thoughts filled my mind. "Mama," she called out, her voice a mere whisper in my head. "Mama, hold me." My heart swelled with love and affection as I scooped her up, cradling her against my chest. As I looked into her eyes, so similar to her xenomorph heritage yet so full of innocence, I knew that I would do anything to protect her. She might be a half-human half-xenomorph hybrid, but to me, she was my precious Sakura. Together, we embarked ...

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Oct 26, 2023 at 2:51 PM EDT — 1 turn United States, Michigan fiction fanfiction View full conversation

USER: [told from Natsuki's point of view, there would be dialogue in this story:] (Things changed when I gave birth to my half-human half-xenomorph baby girl Sakura. She would often climb out of her cradle before crawling all along the walls and ceiling. Considering Sakura couldn't talk yet, she would always speak to me telepathically. But before I go into any more detail, let me talk about how Sakura first came into my lifelife; starting from when I was watchingsucked into a UFO during the starts outside.)club meeting today.)

CHATBOT: I walked into the club meeting expecting it to be just another ordinary day. Little did I know that everything was about to change. As usual, Sayori was her cheerful self, Yuri had her nose buried in a book, and Monika was busy organizing club activities. But there was something strange in the air, an inexplicable feeling that made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. Before I could even comprehend what was happening, an intense beam of light engulfed the entire room, blinding me and everyone else in its path. When the light finally dissipated, I found myself in an entirely different place. It was dark, metallic, and there were unfamiliar sounds echoing around me. Panic gripped my heart as I realized I was inside a spaceship - a goddamn UFO! Gingerly, I touched my surroundings, trying to find something solid to hold onto. My mind raced with questions. Where was I? How did I end up here? And most importantly, how would I get back? As I cautiously made my way through the labyrinthine hallways, my senses were assaulted by peculiar smells and eerie sounds. Suddenly, I heard a soft thud and looked down to see a small cradle in the corner of the room. Inside it lay a tiny baby wrapped in a soft blanket. My heart skipped a beat. How on earth did a baby end up on this spaceship? I picked her up, cradling her in my arms, and that's when I saw it - her strange, otherworldly features. With her jet-black eyes and unnaturally pale skin, she looked nothing like a regular baby. But as soon as I held her, a wave of warmth washed over me. Despite her alien appearance, I felt an overwhelming sense of love for this tiny creature. I named her Sakura, after the delicate cherry blossoms in my favorite poem. As the days went by, Sakura's peculiar abilities became evident. She would climb out of her cradle effortlessly, defying gravity as she crawled along the walls and ceiling. She couldn't speak yet, but she communicated with me through telepathy, her thoughts intertwining with mine. "Sakura, how did we end up here?" I asked, my thoughts merging with hers. A jumble of images flooded my mind - the spaceship, the blinding light, and a distant memory of a benevolent xenomorph who had entrusted Sakura's life to me. It seemed that Sakura was a unique being, half-human and half-xenomorph, a blend of worlds that I hardly understood. Despite the challenges and the unknown, I was determined to protect Sakura. Together, we formed an unbreakable bond. I became her mother, her guardi...

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