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 Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2017 4:01 pm
xxxx → тυєsםαч, ғєвяυαяч ②⑦тн ←
םαч ② σғ ⑦ υитιℓ тιмє sкιρ
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☾☼ ιи-яρ םαчs sιиcє ℓ.σ. σρєиєם: ☼☽
◦ םαч ①④② ◦
( ④ мσитнs, ②② םαчs )
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Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2017 6:14 pm
╔══════════════╗ Patrick entered the place he checked out the day before and saw a different desk person this time. He has some time before his shift at the hotel in town and thought to stop by to make the reservations now in person instead of on the phone. Asked questions about their pet policy thinking they allow the small ones because he saw a cat here yesterday. Paid for a standard room for one night in March and that there will be one other guest and provided the name along with his home phone number for the reminder call. Left to go straight to his work after receiving the recipient as proof of this transaction. [exit] ╚══════════════╝
『ᏞᎾᏟᎪᏆᎥᎾᏁ: Amour de la Mer.sᏆᎪᏆus: Single.mᎾᎾᎠ: content.mᎾᏁᎬᎽ: $643.10. ᎪᏟᏟᎾmᏢᎪᏁᎽᎥᏁᎶ hᎥm:no one. 』
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Posted: Wed Feb 15, 2017 4:50 pm
 As Rylee walked towards the beach, the young woman started thinking about buying a bike that she could use to get around since Alex usually took their vehicle to work. She didn't mind walking, it was just, if she was going to get a new job she was going to need a faster way to get there since the hotel was further away from their home than the candy shop was. Taking in a breath, she then let it out slowly before sighing a bit. She really hoped that this would go well. As she walked past an alleyway, her teal eyes quickly gazed towards it. She moved at a much quicker pace where she was practically running away from the alley way, Rylee was panting by the time she reached Amour de la Mer. Straightening herself out, she pushed some hair behind her ear before stepping inside. "U-Um. Excuse me is Tyrese here today?" She asked the person behind the counter.
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2017 1:13 pm
xxxx → тнυяsםαч, мαяcн ①sт ←
םαч ④ σғ ⑦ υитιℓ тιмє sкιρ
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☾☼ ιи-яρ םαчs sιиcє ℓ.σ. σρєиєם: ☼☽
◦ םαч ①④④ ◦
( ④ мσитнs, ②④ םαчs )
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Posted: Thu Mar 23, 2017 3:01 pm
 Quoth The Raven: "Nevermore"═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═
✗ -- ||| ✗ La Mer ||| ✗ Is wearing Just Stop
✗ Journal: Updated 04/17 ||| ✗ Driving ||| ✗ Last Purchase: N/a
✗ Last Location: 1201 Pasadena ||| ✗ Sela is Present
═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═Tyrese wondered if it was the smallest bit snobby to have his own parking spot marked out in front of the facility, it wasn't especially like they were bustling enough to run out of vacancy yet. Sure people liked to park up front-- but perhaps that was enough reasoning, he liked his indulgences and knowing where he'd leave his car each day was pleasurable in itself. It wasn't like he'd ever desire for his Bentley to wait under a streetlight near that road for his entire shift. The wolf shook his head to himself at the thought, freeing the key from the ignition and climbing out of the drivers seat. Brushing a barbie doll off his pile of paperwork, he grabbed it, closed the door, and locked his car. "Goodmorning, Sarah. What's new?" He inquired of the young blonde seated behind the front reception desk, the one to replace yet another employee. He had higher hopes in this case, for one, she hadn't shown up with an animal and seemed to agree animals shouldn't be allowed inside at all. They had let hotels for that, and his was not one of them. At least someone understood the common sense of that. Peeking over the desk, he scanned through some of the loose papers he'd left there from the day before, though they were really just scraps he'd let Sela draw on so he could focus. Seeing one with 'To Mommy' written on it, the wolf pulled it free and scanned it over. Was he supposed to mail it to Lillian? The wolf flipped it out of curiosity, finding that the other side was an application. Oops. He winced to himself, waving to the blonde and stepping aside to call the contact. After reaching voicemail, he cleared his throat and left a message. "Hello, Rylee. I'm calling from Amore and I was just looking at your application. If you can come down sometime today I'd like to talk with you. Come by whenever and asked for me." It took him a moment, but after handing up and reading the sheet again, he realized he recognized the name. Was this Alex's wife? He'd had lunch with her on opening day, but after this long he didn't figure he'd see her again! He hummed, heading towards his office while texting the other male. ═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═
『Estate #: 1504 Lumiere ┋Funds: $462.75』 『 Temper┋✎✎✎✎✎┋Stress┋✎✎✎✎✎┋Happiness lvls┋✎✎✎✎✎』"My words are useless if they don't deconstruct the limitations that keep the creativity in you from flourishing." -TY Havens
═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═  Out Of Chamomile:
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Posted: Mon Mar 27, 2017 2:50 pm
 Rylee's morning had been a rather frantic one. First she heard her phone ringing, but for the life of her she couldn't locate it after practically throwing all the blankets off the bed and falling off it herself, she finally found her phone on the dresser across the room. Why it was all the way over there and not on the end table next to her, she would never know. After darting to get to her phone, she reached it just as it stopped ringing. Cursing her herself, she looked at the number and didn't recognize it, thankfully the person left a message. Putting her phone to her ear, she would then grin happily as it was a call back on her application. Running out of her room, she nearly killed herself by tripping over the cat as she laid in the hallway. "Sorry kitty." She said, but she had to get into the shower if she was going to stop by the hotel for an interview.
She really hoped that she would get the job, then Alex wouldn't have to pick up so many extra shifts at the hotel. Rylee was hoping that with her husband having a bit more free time it might make things easier for the both of them, plus she missed having the days where they could just spend the day together or go out on a date... they haven's had a day like that in a long time... Sighing as she stood in the shower, she hung her head low. Their married might be fixed, but she still felt like something was still missing. It had been a few days since they had sex and that in itself felt really weird to her. She didn't realize just how much she loved sleeping with her husband. Did he still think the same about her? No.. She shouldn't fill her mind with thoughts like those again.. It would just send the two of them back to that bad place again.
A half hour would pass and she would be out of the shower and dressed. After feeding Pepper, she would leave the house, pulling out her phone as she got into the taxi she had called earlier, intending on sending a text to her husband.
To: Alex
I know you're probably busy at work, but I got a call today from Tyrese. I guess you were right and I was just being a baby about it.
He asked me to come in and speak to him, so I'm headed over there now. Maybe afterwords, depending on the time, we could eat lunch (or dinner) somewhere in the city? It's been a while since you and I have done that.
Hitting send, she would slip her phone back into her pocket and look out the window as the taxi took her to the hotel. Once there, she thanked and paid the driver before stepping inside the building. Heading up to the front desk, she would smile at the receptionist. "Hello. My name is Rylee Daniels, I'm here to see Tyrese." She would say softly, fidgeting a little bit with the sleeve of her jacket. She was actually starting to feel a bit nervous now.
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Posted: Mon Mar 27, 2017 5:11 pm
OOC: ... I I Wearing: Summer's Coming. I I Feeling: Thoughtful; Reminiscent. I I Funds: $1,123.75A few blond wisps of hair caressed against a pale ivory cheek, gracing her collarbone before ultimately falling against the inner neckline of her darker blue shirt. The strands tickled her skin, but she paid no mind as she smoothed her hand over the raised letters of her chosen book. Shiver. It was never a problem for Sarah to reread the novels she chose, though in particular - she couldn't say what made her draw this one to her attention. The text inside remained a slated blue color, contrary to the typical black in almost any text someone could find. She sighed softly. There was a solemn moment as she remembered the childhood days of curling in her grandmother's attic to rest her nose against the spine of a book, watching the few autumn leaves fall to rest against the deadened grass beneath. Things were... Timid, distant at the very least until recently. Her eyes felt not as heavy as before, an emotion she had been unaware of slowly creeping against her eyelids - leaving them warm until she felt the need to close them. With an extended sigh, she followed her gaze to the now parting entrance; catching what seemed to be a flock of familiar blue strands heading in her direction.
Her lighter grey orbs steadied in on her new supervisor. Moonbucks hadn't been particularly sad about her request to be removed, but how could they? By the way she figured, they would have her position replaced not too long to follow her leaving. She couldn't say she doubted a teenager would like to work somewhere in what seemed like the 'mall' of Soleil City. She tipped the edge of the book back onto the desk in front of her, wary of the keyboard it brushed against and pushed back. She supposed, to an extent, she could use it to her disposal, but she didn't find that very professional - nor had any urge to exactly do anything on the computer. It had been enough of a testy subject for her to get a cell phone back when her grandmother urged her out of the house every so often. To which, she ignored the item settled in the back pocket of her shorts and offered thin lipped smile to the owner. Amour was far more enjoyable than her previous line of work. It was quiet here. And, as far as she was concerned, so long as she didn't ignore oncoming customers, she was allowed to bring a novel or some sort of work of her choosing. The atmosphere was to her liking as well. Somewhat toned down, but not so much that it muted the idea of being on the beach.
"Good morning, Tyrese." She was quick to catch the "Mister Havens" before it could so much as stutter off the edge of her tongue. "A new reservation called for a space tonight, but nothing other than that." Her gaze was relentless on the author. She drew her hands back and followed his glance over the desk with a small, questioned tilt of her head. A few straightened tendrils of hair cascaded against her shoulder blades. Was he looking to see what she was doing? Or perhaps catching a glimpse of what he might have left there the morning before, to which she had neatly stacked off to the side for in the case that he might come collecting it. But before she could ask further, he stepped off to the side and left her to herself a few moments later. And a quarter of the way in, yet another head of blue hair, this one more of a turquoise hue, caught her away from the wolves of Mercy Falls. Her expression lifted, this one more perplexed. "Good morning." She responded with a quick nod. "I'll let him know you're here." It didn't take long for her to page him through the computer. "He should be out shortly, though you're welcome to take a seat in the lobby." Her eyes fell back on the woman's hair again. Dyed, perhaps. Would it be rude to ask? Then again... Leon's was much more of a bright red than what was natural - almost crimson. Her heart clenched in response, a mixture of a painful and wanting throb rupturing against her chest. Her lips thinned.
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Posted: Mon Mar 27, 2017 7:53 pm
Quoth The Raven: "Nevermore"═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═
✗ -- ||| ✗ La Mer ||| ✗ Is wearing Just Stop
✗ Journal: Updated 04/17 ||| ✗ Driving ||| ✗ Last Purchase: N/a
✗ Last Location: 1201 Pasadena ||| ✗ Sela is Present
═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ Tyrese flopped down into his office chair, leaning forward again to log into his computer and locate whatever programs he would need open to help the day run smoothly. He unplugged his pager, exchanged it with the watch on his wrist so he could have it close, and laid out the paperwork he'd carried inside with himself. Satisfying the question he'd forgotten to ask, the wolf looked into the system to see what the new reservation was about- not Patrick, possibly? He'd noticed the male with whom he'd never made amends had called in to reserve a room a week or so ago. He simply wanted to be sure...however, it would seem this was not the case. Another family on a week's vacation. He'd recently been inspired to visit Venice with Aubrey after viewing a painting with Sela on a trip out. But no, he'd blown that expense on the Bahamas (not that it wasn't worth it, because it was) and would have to wait a year or so before traveling internationally again. It only meant he'd have plenty of time to plan for that summer. The man grasped for his phone and input the password, eyeing the clock between glances at the waiting icons. He looked for Alexus's contact and opened it, seeing that the text history was virtually empty. Figures. To Alex
'I think your wife applied for manager. Didn't figure you liked me that much?
To Ty-reeses Pieces
'Well hello there fur ball. She wanted to work so I thought having her near a friend would put us both at ease.'
To Alex
'Near a friend as in...'
To Ty-reeses Pieces
'As in you're close enough. She was attacked on her way home a few weeks ago and this makes us feel safe. Do us a favor, please?'
To Alex
'Bloody hell, sorry to hear that. Her app looks fine regardless, I called her in to talk. I mean, because I appreciate how you treat your wife. Consider it done.'
To Ty-reeces Pieces
'haha, yeh, Ima changed man and blah blah. Thanks.'
To Alex
'No problem, just don't come around here making trouble. You aren't that changed.'
To Ty-reeces Pieces
'LOL. Deal.'To think Alexus Daniels knew how to say please! The wolf chuckled lowly to himself, lifting navy orbs to his computer screen as he received an alert, the same of which buzzed on his watch simultaneously. Ah, she was here. 'tnx. omw' Abusing the paging system, but he could do that every so often, not that the reply really needed to be said. Sugar Drop
'Good morning, love. Have a good day at work.'Leaving his phone behind, he lifted out of his chair and let himself into the hallway. Usually he preferred to keep to door locked from the outside so he could be sure Sela was secured inside, and habitually checked the the handle stayed stiff when jiggled before heading upfront. Like he suspected, he recognized the tealette as she came into view. "Rylee? It's good to see you again. How're you doing?" He offered his hand and a smile, pointing back towards his office. "Can I get you anything? Water, juice- I can steal a few donuts from the kitchen."═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═
『Estate #: 1504 Lumiere ┋Funds: $462.75』 『 Temper┋✎✎✎✎✎┋Stress┋✎✎✎✎✎┋Happiness lvls┋✎✎✎✎✎』"My words are useless if they don't deconstruct the limitations that keep the creativity in you from flourishing." -TY Havens
═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ Out Of Chamomile:
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Posted: Mon Mar 27, 2017 8:56 pm
The tealette looked at the blonde receptionist and smiled at her. "Thank you." She said before she took a seat in the nearest chair. As she did, she cast a glance around the lobby way. It had a nice feel to it, much better than the hotel that her husband worked for, plus this one would let her have a beautiful view of the ocean, which was a nice perk. She had started zoning out a little, so when Tyrese spoke to her, it startled her a bit and she visibly flinched. That had become a regular thing now, be it Alex managing to sneak up on her or even the cat startling her, she would jump or scream. For a moment there was a look of fear in her eyes before she quickly replaced it with a sweet smile. "Hello again Tyrese. It's nice to see you again as well." She said as she stood up, straightening out her jacket a bit before she took his hand and shook it before letting her hand fall back to her side once she let go. "I've been well." Which she was, aside from the jumpiness and nightmares, but it would be weird to mention that to him. "How about yourself?" She asked with a curious look. Stepping towards his office when he did, she would glance over at him. "Coffee if you have it." She was still a bit sleepy as she had been sleeping in a lot more often.
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Posted: Tue Mar 28, 2017 10:36 pm
Quoth The Raven: "Nevermore"═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═
✗ -- ||| ✗ La Mer ||| ✗ Is wearing Just Stop
✗ Journal: Updated 04/17 ||| ✗ Driving ||| ✗ Last Purchase: N/a
✗ Last Location: 1201 Pasadena ||| ✗ Sela is Present
═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ Tyrese nodded once in calm comprehension of her answer, as if he didn't know things weren't entirely well by any means. He wasn't going to crack open any sensative topics right in his front lobby or, given that he hardly knew her for himself, anytime at all during this talk. He paused in considerence as she turned the question around, his gaze flickering towards the upper wall as the air conditioning came on with a click. "Improved, compared to the last time we met." He chuckled at this, as if finding it humorous now. Perhaps he did, though it was only a couple months in retrospect. There's he'd been, trying to find counsel over being cheated on, trying to force himself to accept what he already could not. It was good he hadn't felt better after their talk. The wolf stole a side glance towards the blonde, silently extending his offer for donuts to her as well. Her expression would show she wasn't especially fond of the idea, perhaps b cause she'd eaten or she didn't like donuts- neither did he. "Coffee it is." He turned turned to keep the lead, though it was a straight shot to the back and he could easily voice a correction if she reached for the wrong door handle. The door was locked, however, and he'd hate to have to shove her out of the way to get it open, even if he usually let others ahead of himself. "Usually I only keep tea in my office, but I suppose we lucked out today. Do you like Dunkin' Donuts coffee?" He rambled slightly while letting them into his office and welcoming her to a chair with a wave of his hand. ═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═
『Estate #: 1504 Lumiere ┋Funds: $462.75』 『 Temper┋✎✎✎✎✎┋Stress┋✎✎✎✎✎┋Happiness lvls┋✎✎✎✎✎』"My words are useless if they don't deconstruct the limitations that keep the creativity in you from flourishing." -TY Havens
═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ Out Of Chamomile: Yums isn't in the reply cycle, since there's nothing more for Sarah to do. I-If that's what you were waiting for. xD
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Posted: Thu Mar 30, 2017 4:58 pm
Rylee looked at him then smiled softly. "That's good." She replied. She could recall every last bit of the conversation she had had with him a while ago. Oh, if she had only known that she was going to be in a situation like the one she and Alex were in. Though, what good would knowing have done? What could she truly have done to change or fix it all... not much probably. The best thing that came out her her being attacked was that she and Alex got around to talking without screaming at each other and the threat of divorce sneaking up around the corner. Without realizing it, a small frown had started to tug at the corners of her lips until she shook her head a little. Well, at least they were in a bit better place now. Their marriage wasn't quite healed yet and Rylee was still in a deep depression, but she was under the impression that things were starting to look up. Though, with Alex working so much, she wasn't really sure. It had been a few weeks since they actually had a conversation about it, she was sort of scared to bring it up though in case it caused him to get angry at her.
Pushing those thoughts aside, she looked over at the Navy haired man that was walking close to her. "Dunkin' Donuts works for me." She replied before stepping aside so he could unlock his office. When he did, she glanced around and noted how nice it looked. "Sheesh, your office looks nicer than some home's I've seen." She commented with a chuckle before looking over to the chairs and taking a seat, making a face as she bumped her side against the arm rest of the chair. Even though she no longer had stitches and all that was left as a horrible reminder was a scar, she didn't like having that spot touched. Not long ago Alex's hand brushed against the scar as she went to hug him and it resulted in her crumpling into his arms and crying.
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Posted: Tue Apr 04, 2017 8:11 am
xxxx{ ② ωєєк тιмє sкιρ }
→ мσиםαч, мαяcн ①⑨тн ←
םαч ① σғ ⑦ υитιℓ тιмє sкιρ
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☾☼ ιи-яρ םαчs sιиcє ℓ.σ. σρєиєם: ☼☽
◦ םαч ①⑥② ◦
( ⑤ мσитнs, ⑪ םαчs )
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Posted: Mon May 22, 2017 5:49 pm
╔══════════════╗ "This is the place. I reserved a room for us a couple of weeks back" Patrick said as they approached the hotel with Kenzie with his carry on bag and kitten in tow. "Something more to it, but its a surprise" he said smirking. "Patrick Peterson" he said to front desk lady so she can look up his reservation and hand over key to the room. They walked to the room and set their down after going inside then let Hiro down. "Let's settle in before heading out?" he asked Kenzie as he set his bag down on the floor. ╚══════════════╝
『ᏞᎾᏟᎪᏆᎥᎾᏁ: Amour de la Mer.sᏆᎪᏆus: Single.mᎾᎾᎠ: calm.mᎾᏁᎬᎽ: $591.60. ᎪᏟᏟᎾmᏢᎪᏁᎽᎥᏁᎶ hᎥm:his kitten, Hiro and Kenzie. 』 ⓀⒺⓃⓏⒾⒺ ┏━━━━━━━━━┓ "Your hotel too awkward for you or do you have some plans?" Kenzie asked him. He smiles at the response, "I look forward to the surprise then, bro" he replied. "His surprises hasn't yet to be disappointing" he thought as he followed Patrick on inside the hotel to the front desk.Next followed Patrick to the room then nodded to him, "Sure" he thought then he set his stuff down. "Probably should avoid saying anything about what happened during the time since my last visit" he thought himself as he seated down on the bed. ┗━━━━━━━━━┛
『ᏞᎾᏟᎪᏆᎥᎾᏁ: Amour de la Mer.sᏆᎪᏆus: Bachelor.mᎾᎾᎠ:calm. ᎪᏟᏟᎾmᏢᎪᏁᎽᎥᏁᎶ hᎥm: Hiro and Patrick.』
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Posted: Thu May 25, 2017 6:12 am
He'd wandered briefly past the Captain's Deck, but it seemed like the place wasn't open for the time being. Maybe it was just too early in the day, and he'd misread the hours notice on the door. Soleil seemed like a sleepy beach resort town compared to Saxon, but Julian wasn't exactly an expert on clubs-- maybe the Deck only opened at sundown and locked its doors at sun up. Most people would probably worry about potentially working those hours, but the azurette was actually kind of relieved. He didn't sleep easy. It would be better to stay occupied in the wee hours, instead of laying in his new bed, trying to find any cracks in the ceiling.
For now, he'd worry about the day hours instead.
It was warm enough in this place that even Julian didn't have to wear a jacket, and he'd stuffed the garment into the backpack over his shoulder. It left him in jeans and a thin teeshirt-- a thrift store find that had been worn to softness before the ink mage ever came across it. The cracked lettering across the front read NOT ALL WHO WANDER, white against a navy blue surface. A little on-the-nose, given that Julian himself was wandering.
He meandered along the beachfront businesses for a while, wind kicking up the paintbrush strands of his hair-- cyanaquatealcerulean-- in a long fishtail behind him. Julian still wasn't used to walking with his head up. His attention tended to flick toward objects and people in a furtive way, from beneath his lashes, evading eye contact. Like looking at other people held some kind of damning consequence that he didn't want to face. He'd have to break himself of the habit sooner or later, but some tics were difficult to shake.
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