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    Monday, January 3rd, 2011
    3:07 am
    @@@@@Holland inserted a key, twisted it and
    @@@@@Holland
    inserted a key, twisted it and pressed the lower button; instantly a red light appeared in the small
    stationary camera mounted on the ceilingTwenty seconds later there was the familiar muffled
    metallic clanking of an elevator coming to a stop“Inside, gentlemen,” ordered the DCIThe door
    closed and the elevator began its descent
    “We walked up to go down?” asked Conklin
    “Security,” answered the director“It’s the only way to get where we’re goingThere’s no
    elevator on the first floor
    “Why not, may the man with one foot missing ask?” said Alex
    “I’d think you’d be able to answer that better than me,” retorted the DCI“Apparently all
    accesses to the cellars are sealed off except for two elevators that bypass the first floor and for
    which you need a keyThis one and another on the other side; this takes us to where we want to go,
    the other leads to the furnaces, air-conditioning units and all the rest of the normal basement
    equipmentFrank gave me the key, incidentallyIf it doesn’t return to its slot within a given period
    of time, another alarm goes off
    “It all strikes me as unnecessarily complicated,” said Panov curtly, nervously
    “Not necessarily, Mo,” interrupted Conklin gently“Explosives can be concealed pretty easily in
    heating pipes and ductsAnd did you know that during the last days of Hitler’s bunker a few of his
    saner aides tried to insert poison gas into the air-filtering machinery? These are just precautions
    The elevator stopped and the door opened“To your left, Doctor,” Holland saidThe hallway
    was a glistening pristine white, antiseptic in its way, which was altogether proper, as this
    underground complex was a highly sophisticated medical centerIt was devoted not only to the
    healing of men and women, but also to the process of breaking them down, crippling their
    resistance so that information might be revealed, truths learned that could prevent the penetration of
    high-risk operations, frequently saving lives as a result
    Robert Ludlum ?? THE BOURNE ULTIMATUM
    241
    They entered a room that was in stark contrast to the antiseptic quality of the fluorescent-lit
    hallwayThere were heavy armchairs and soft indirect lighting, a coffee urn on a table with cups
    and saucers; newspapers and magazines were folded neatly on other tables, all the comforts of a
    lounge designed for those waiting for someone or somethingFrom an inner door a man in a white
    medical jacket appeared; he was frowning, looking uncerta
    Sunday, January 2nd, 2011
    3:07 am
    @@@@@I saw the light on the answering machine
    @@@@@I saw the light on the
    answering machine was blinking, but I wanted
    nothing to do with messages from the outside world
    right thenAll I wanted was to get off my feet
    I lay down and looked at the slowly revolving
    blades of the overhead fanI hadn't done very
    well explaining my lack of a fake armI wondered
    if Wireman would've had better luck with What's a
    lawyer doing as a rich old spinster's houseman?
    What kind of other life is that?
    Still considering this, I drifted off into a
    dreamless and very satisfying nap
    v
    234
    When I woke up, I took a hot shower, then went
    into the living room to check my answering machine
    I wasn't as stiff as I had expected, given my twomile
    walkI might get up tomorrow hobbling, but
    for tonight I thought I was going to be all right
    The message was from JackHe said his mother had
    connected him with someone named Dario Nannuzzi,
    and Nannuzzi would be happy to look at my pictures
    between four and five PM on Friday afternoon -
    could I bring no more than ten of those I
    considered best to the Scoto Gallery? No sketches;
    Nannuzzi only wanted to see finished work
    I felt a tickle of unease at this -
    No, that's not even close to what I felt
    My stomach cramped and I could have sworn my
    bowels dropped three inchesNor was that the
    worstThat half-itch, half-pain swarmed up my
    right side and down the arm that was no longer
    thereI told myself such feelings - which
    amounted to three-days-in-advance flop-sweat -
    were stupidI had once made a ten-million-dollar
    pitch to the StPaul City Council, which at that
    time had included a man who'd gone on to become
    the Governor of MinnesotaI'd seen two girls
    235
    through first dance recitals, cheerleading tryouts,
    driving lessons, and the hell of adolescenceWhat
    was showing some of my paintings to an art gallery
    guy compared to that?
    Nevertheless, I made my way up the stairs to
    Little Pink with leaden heels
    The sun was going down, flooding the big room with
    gorgeous and improbable tangerine light, but I
    felt no urge to try and capture it - not this
    eveningThe light called to me, just the sameAs
    the photograph of some long-gone love, happened on
    by accident while going through an old box of
    souvenirs, may call to you
    Even upstairs I could hear the grinding voice of
    the shellsI sat down and began poking at the
    clutter of items on my junk-table - a feather, a
    water-smoothed stone, a disposable lighter rinsed
    to an anonymous grayNow it wasn't Emily
    Dickinson I thought of, but some old folksong:
    Don't the sun look good, Mama, shinin through the
    tre
    Saturday, January 1st, 2011
    3:07 am
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    For once the return would bring nothing but joyWe carried no doomed hostages this time
    I wasn't paying attention to anything but anticipationThe road didn't seem to be flying by too
    fast; it couldn't fly past fast enough as far as I was concerned
    The truck's headlights reappeared behind us
    “Kyle must be driving,” I murmured“They're tiffany heart tag catching up
    And then the red and blue lights suddenly spun out in the dark night behind usThey reflected
    off all the mirrors, dancing spots of color across the roof, the seats, our frozen faces, and the
    dashboard, where the needle on the speed gauge showed that we were traveling twenty miles
    over the speed limit
    The sound of a siren pierced the desert pearl chanel calm
    CHAPTER 48
    Detained
    The red and blue lights swirled in time with the siren's cry
    Before the souls had come to this place, these lights and sounds had had only one meaningThe
    law, the keepers of the peace, the punishers of offenders
    Now, again, the flashing colors and angry noise had only one meaningA very similar meaning
    Still the keepers of the peace
    It chanel sale wasn't as common a sight or sound as it had been beforeThe police force was only needed to
    help in cases of accidents or other emergencies, not to enforce lawsMost civil servants didn't
    have vehicles with sirens, unless the vehicle was an ambulance or a fire truck
    This low, sleek car behind us was not for any accidentThis was a vehicle made for prada logo pursuitI'd
    never seen anything quite like it before, but I knew exactly what it meant
    Jared was frozen, his foot still pushing down on the gas pedalI could see that he was trying to
    find a solution, a way to outrun them in this decrepit van or a way to evade them–to hide our
    wide white profile in the low, gaunt brush of the desert–without leading them back to the balenciaga handbag re
    Friday, December 31st, 2010
    3:07 am
    @@@@@Cummings forced himself to face the hatred
    @@@@@Cummings forced himself to face the hatred in Hearn's eyesHe was feeling an immense relief
    "If you want to, you can go to chow now
    "General, I'd like a transfer to another division Hearn was lighting another cigarette, his hands not completely steady
    "Suppose I don't care to arrange it?" Cummings was calm, almost cheerfulHe leaned back in his chair, and tapped his foot slowly"Frankly, I don't particularly care to have you around as my aide any longerYou aren't ready to appreciate this lesson yetI think I'm going to send you to the salt minesSuppose after lunch you report over to Dalleson's section, and work under him for a while Hearn's face had become expressionless againHe started toward the exit of the tent, and then paused"General?"
    "Yes?" Now that it was over, Cummings wished that Hearn would leaveThe victory was losing its edge, and minor regrets, delicate little reservations, were cloying him
    "Short of bringing in every man in the outfit, all six thousand of them, and letting them pick up your cigarettes, how are you going to impress them?"
    This was the thing that had sullied his pleasureCummings realized it nowThere was still the other problem, the large one"I'll manage that, LieutenantI think you'd better worry about your own concerns
    After Hearn had gone, Cummings looked at his hands"When there are little surges of resistance, it merely calls for more power to be directed downward And that hadn't worked with the line troopsHearn he had been able to crush, any single man he could manage, but the sum of them was different still, resisted him stillHe exhaled his breath, feeling a little w
    Thursday, December 30th, 2010
    3:07 am
    @@@@@But the following day the story took an
    @@@@@But the
    following day the story took an ugly turn
    Alicia Savage was also in her forties, but she had been married twice,
    and everyone knew that she was a calm-natured, rational woman
    She,
    too, had woken up and seen a man in her bedroom, standing beside
    her
    bed, looking at her in the moonlightHe was holding the curtain back
    to let the light in, and he was staring over a kerchief that hid the
    lower part of his faceThe upper part was shadowed by the bill of
    hiscapHe was wearing the uniform of a Union soldierSavage
    screamed and threw a book from her bedside table at himHe went
    through the curtains onto the piazza before her husband reached her
    roomA Yankee! Suddenly everyone was afraidWomen alone were
    frightened for themselves; women with husbands were frightened for
    themselves and even more afraid for their husbands, because if a man
    injured a Union soldier, he'd go to prison or even be hangedThe next
    night and the next, the soldier materialized in a woman's bedroom
    On
    the third night, the report was the worst of allIt wasn't moonlight
    that woke Theodosia Harding, it was the movement of a warm hand on
    the
    coverlet over her breastsOnly darkness met her eyes when she
    opened
    themBut she could hear strangled breathing, feel a crouching
    presenceShe cried out, then fainted from fearNo one knew what
    might have happened nextTheodosia had been sent to cousins in
    SummervilleEveryone said she was in a state of collapseNear
    idiocy, added the ghoulishA delegation of Charleston men went to
    rmy
    headquarters with the elderly lawyer Josiah Anson as their spokesman
    They were going to begin their own night patrols in the old part of the
    cityIf they surprised the intruder, they'd deal with him
    themselves
    The commandant agreed to the patrolsBut he warned that if any
    Union
    soldier was hurt, the responsible man or men would be execut
    Wednesday, December 29th, 2010
    3:07 am
    @@@@@He checked the release, laying down his gun
    @@@@@He checked the release, laying down
    his gun and gripping the pockmarked steel oval, tugging at the pin to make certain it was free of
    corrosion
    “What the hell do you think you’re doing?” asked the old Deuxième veteran
    Robert Ludlum ?? THE BOURNE ULTIMATUM
    271
    “That man up there is a decoy,” replied Jason, his soft voice suspended in a cold monotone“In
    moments another will take his place, run down the steps and get into the van, either in the front seat
    or through the rear doors—I hope the latter, but it won’t make much difference
    “You’re mad! You’ll be killed! What good is a corpse to that family of yours?”
    “You’re not thinking, Fran?oisThe guards will run back and climb up through the rear doors
    because there’s no room in frontThere’s a lot of difference between climbing into a truck and
    jumping out of itFor starters, it’s a slower sequenceBy the time the last man gets in and
    reaches out to close those wide doors, I’ll have a primed grenade inside that vanAnd I have no
    intention of becoming a corpseStay here!”
    Before Bernardine could object further, Medusa’s Delta crawled out into the dark boulevard,
    dark but for the harsh stationary beams of the searchlights, which were now angled on the flanks,
    thus actually enhancing Bourne’s concealmentThe hot white light around the vehicle obscured the
    darkness beyond; his only extreme risk was the guard posted by the open doorsHugging the
    shadows of the successive storefronts as though he were threading his way through the high grass
    of the Mekong Delta toward a floodlit prisoner compound, Jason crept slowly forward with each
    wayward glance of the rear guard, his eyes darting continuously up to the man by the door above
    the brick steps
    Suddenly another figure emerged; it was a woman carrying a small suitcase in one hand, a large
    purse in the otherShe spoke to the man in the black raincoat as the guard’s attention was drawn to
    both of themBourne scrambled, his elbows and knees silently pounding the hard pavement, until
    he reached that point nearest the van where he could observe the scene on the staircase with
    minimum risk of being spottedHe was relieved to see that the two guards in the street
    continuously winced and blinked under the beam of the searchlightHis status was as clean as it
    could be under the tenuous circumstancesEverything now was timing, precision, and all the
    expertise he could summon from times too often unremembered or too vague or too long agoHe
    had to remember now; instinct had to propel him through his personal mistsThe end of the
    nightmare was at hand
    It was happening! Suddenly there was furious activity at the door as a third figure came rushing
    out, joining the other twoThe man was shorter than his male colleague, wearing a beret and
    carrying a briefcaseHe obviously issued orders that included the rear guard, who ran up to the
    pavement as the new arrival hurled his briefcase down over the brick stepsThe guard instantly
    clutched his weapon under his left arm and effortlessly caught the leather missile in midai
    Monday, December 27th, 2010
    3:07 am
    @@@@@ 329 "I will consider it," he said"And I'll
    @@@@@
    329
    "I will consider it," he said"And I'll let you
    know
    "Well don't wait too long, because-"
    He raised a hand, stilling me, and for once his
    face was unsmilingEnough for one
    night, okay?"
    "Okay," I saidI watched him go in, then went
    back to the van
    Jack had the volume up He went
    to turn it down and I said, "No, that's okay
    "Really?" He turned around and headed back up the
    roadYou ever heard em before?"
    "Jack," I said, "that's StyxDennis DeYoung?
    Tommy Shaw? Where have you been all your life? In
    a cave?"
    Jack smiled guiltily"I'm into country and even
    more into old standards," he said"To tell you
    the truth, I'm a Rat Pack kind of guy
    The idea of Jack Cantori hanging with Dino and
    Frank made me wonder - and not for the first time
    that day - if any of this was really happeningI
    also wondered how I could remember that Dennis
    DeYoung and Tommy Shaw had been in Styx - that
    330
    Shaw had in fact written the song currently
    blasting out of the van's speakers - and sometimes
    not be able to remember my own ex-wife's name
    xi
    Both lights on the answering machine next to the
    living room phone were blinking: the one
    indicating that I had messages and the one
    indicating that the tape for recording messages
    was fullBut the number in the MESSAGES WAITING
    window was only 1I considered this with
    foreboding while the weight with my headache
    inside it slid a little closer to the front of my
    skullThe only two people I could think of who
    might call and leave a message so long it would
    use up the whole tape were Pam and Ilse, and in
    neither case would hitting PLAY MESSAGES be apt to
    bring me good newsIt doesn't take five minutes
    of recording-time to say Everything's fine, call
    when you get a chance
    Leave it until tomorrow, I thought, and a craven
    voice I hadn't even known was in my mental
    repertoire (maybe it was new) was willing to go
    331
    furtherIt suggested I simply delete the message
    without listening to it at all
    "That's right, sure," I said"And when whichever
    one it is calls back, I can just tell her the dog
    ate my answering machineAnd as so often happens when we are
    sure we know what to expect, I drew a wild card
    It wasn't Pam and it wasn't Il
    Sunday, December 26th, 2010
    3:07 am
    @@@@@Can you… wait for me?” “Sure, we can wait a
    @@@@@Can you… wait for me?”
    “Sure, we can wait a little while more
    I nodded and walked as quickly as I could from the prisonMy legs were stiff with terror at
    first, but I found my stride as I movedBy the time I passed Aaron and Brandt, I was almost
    running
    “What happened?” I heard Aaron whisper to Brandt, his voice bewildered
    I wasn't sure where to hide while I thoughtMy feet, like a shuttle on automatic pilot, took me
    through the corridors toward my sleeping roomI could only hope that it would be empty
    It was dark, barely any light from the stars trickling down through the cracked ceilingI didn't
    see Lily till I tripped over her in the darkness
    I almost didn't recognize her tear-swollen faceShe was curled into a tight, tiny ball on the floor
    in the middle of the passagewayHer eyes were wide, not quite comprehending who I was
    I stared at her wordlessly
    “I said that life and love go onButwhy do they? They shouldn'tWhat's the
    point?”
    “I don't know, LilyI'm not sure what the point is
    “Why?” she asked again, not speaking to me anymoreHer glassy eyes looked right through me
    I stepped carefully past her and hurried to my roomI had my own question that had to be
    answered
    To my great relief, the room was emptyI threw myself facedown on the mattress where Jamie
    and I slept
    When I'd told Jeb I had one more question, that was the tr
    Saturday, December 25th, 2010
    3:07 am
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    Always there was the power that leaped at you, invited you
    Hearn sighed, went out to the rail againAnd all the bright young people of his youth had butted their heads, smashed against things until they got weaker and the things still stood
    A bunch of dispossessedfrom the raucous stricken bosom of America



    12

    MINETTA was sent to omega deville watch the Division Clearing Hospital after he had been woundedEight squad tents, each with a capacity of twelve men, had been set up in a clearing near the shoreThe tents were aligned in two rows of four, and around each tent a four-foot wall of sandbags had been erectedThat was the extent of the hospital with the exception of a few extra tents at one end of the clearing which contained the field kitchen, the doctor's quarters, and the enlisted men working there
    It was always quiet chanel sale at the hospitalBy midafternoon the air was heavy and the inside of the tents had become unbearably hot from the intense sunMost of the patients drowsed uncomfortably murmuring in their sleep or groaning from their woundsThere was really very little to doA few of the convalescents might play cards or read a magazine or at most take a shower in the center of the clearing where a gasoline drum filled with water had been fastened to the top of a platform made of coconut logsThere black quilted bag were also the three meals a day, and the morning round of the doctor
    Minetta enjoyed himself at firstThe wound he had received was hardly more than a scratch; it had laid open a few inches of his thigh, but the bullet had not been embedded and the bleeding had been moderateHe was able to walk with a slight limp an hour after he had been woundedAt the hospital he had been given a cot and some blankets, and he lay in bed comfortably and read magazines until darkA doctor gave him a black chanel bag cursory examination, dressed his cut with sulfa powder, and left him alone until the next morningMinetta felt weak and comfortableHe was suffering to a slight extent from shock, just enough to make him lassitudinous, but it kept him from thinking about the surprise and pain he had felt when the bullet had struck himIt was the first night in six weeks he had been able to sleep without being awakened for guard and the cot felt soft and luxurious in comparison to bedding on the cartier watch santos grou
    Friday, December 24th, 2010
    3:07 am
    @@@@@He covered it with his ownThen he smiled
    @@@@@He covered it
    with
    his ownThen he smiled at her, and he was himself again"You see
    before you, my dear, the man who was once the marvel of the
    Mississippi
    riverboatsI've gambled all my life, and I've never lostI'll win
    this hand, tooScarlett and I have made a dealI couldn't risk
    having her here in this house too longEither I would fall in love
    with her again or I would kill herSo I dangled gold in front of her,
    and her greed for money outbalanced the undying love she professes
    for
    meShe will be leaving for good when the Season is overUntil then
    all I have to do is keep her at a distance, outlast her, and outwit
    herI'm almost looking forward to itShe hates to lose, and she
    lets it showIt's no fun beating someone who's a good loser His
    eyes laughed at his sister"It would destroy
    Mama
    if she knew the truth about my miserable marriage, but she'd be
    ashamed
    if she knew that I'd walked out on it, no matter how unhappy it was
    This way, Scarlett will leave, I will be the injured but bravely stoic
    party, and there'll be no disgrace
    "And no regrets?"
    "Only for having been a fool once-years agoI'll have the very
    powerful solace of not being a fool the second timeIt does a lot to
    erase the humiliation of the first time Rosemary stared, unabashedly
    curious"What if Scarlett changed? She might grow up"To quote the lady herself-'when pigs fly
    Scarlett buried her face in a pillow"It's Sunday, Miss Scarlett, you
    can't sleep
    Thursday, December 23rd, 2010
    3:07 am
    @@@@@“And do you believe Johnny StJay would
    @@@@@“And do you believe Johnny StJay would willingly destroy his own
    property, his own business?”
    “Stranger things have happened in the outside criminal world, Sir Henry,” said Cyril Sylvester
    Pritchard knowingly“In my official capacity I’ve heard many, many storiesThe incidents my
    nephew described are called diversionary tactics employed to create the illusion that the scoundrels
    are victimsIt was all thoroughly explained to me
    “Oh, it was, was it?” cried the former brigadier of the British army“Well, let me explain
    something else, shall I? You’ve been duped by an international terrorist wanted the world over! Do
    you know the universal penalty for aiding and abetting such a killer? I’ll make it plain, in case it’s
    escaped your attention—in your official capacity, of courseIt is death by firing squad or, less
    charitably, a public hanging! Now, what’s that goddamned number in Paris?”
    “Under the circumstances,” said the deputy, summoning what dignity he could despite the fact
    that his trembling nephew clutched his left arm and his hand shook as he reached for his notebook
    “I’ll write it out for youOne asks for a blackbirdI speak a few words, Sir
    Henry
    Summoned by an armed guard dressed casually as a weekend guest in white slacks and a loose,
    bulky white linen jacket, John StJacques walked into the library of their new safe house, an estate
    on Chesapeake BayThe guard, a muscular, medium-sized man with clean-cut Hispanic features,
    stood inside the doorway; he pointed to the telephone on the large cherry-wood desk
    “Thanks, Hector,” said Johnny, pausing brieflyJones stuff really necessary?”
    “As necessary as ‘Hector My real name’s Roger Jacques crossed to the desk and picked up the phone“Holland?”
    “That number your friend Sykes got is a blind, but useful
    “As my brother-in-law would say, please speak English
    “It’s the number of a café on the Marais waterfront on the SeineThe routine is to ask for a
    blackbird—un oiseau noir—and somebody shouts outIf the blackbird’s there, contact is madeIf
    he isn’t, you try again
    “Why is it useful?”
    “We’ll try again—and again and again—with a man insid
    Wednesday, December 22nd, 2010
    3:06 am
    @@@@@ 695 It seemed to me that the majority of
    @@@@@
    695
    It seemed to me that the majority of the people in
    the gallery had gathered around to watch me open
    my presentTom Riley had made it almost to Pam's
    shoulderBozie was next to himFrom just behind
    them, Margaret Bozeman skated me a kiss from the
    heel of her palmNext to her was Todd Jamieson,
    the doctor who had saved my lifetwo sets of
    aunts and unclesRudy Rudnick, my old
    secretaryKamen, of course, he was impossible
    to missand Kathi by his sideThey had all
    come, everyone but Wireman and Jack, and I was
    beginning to wonder if something had happened to
    keep them awayBut for the moment that seemed
    secondaryI thought of waking up in my hospital
    bed, confused and separated from everything by
    unremitting pain, then I looked around at this and
    wondered how things could possibly have changed so
    completelyAll these people had come back into my
    life for one nightI didn't want to cry, but I
    was pretty sure I was going to; I could feel
    myself starting to dissolve like a tissue in a
    cloudburst
    "Open it, Daddy!" Ilse saidI could smell her
    perfume, something sweet and fresh
    696
    "Open it! Open it!" Good-natured voices from the
    packed circle watching usPulled out some white tissue
    paper and uncovered what I had expected
    although I had expected something jokey, and this
    was no jokeThe beret Melinda and Ric had brought
    me from France was dark red velvet, and smooth as
    silk to the touchIt had not come cheap
    "This is too nice," I said
    "No, Daddy," Melinda saidWe
    only hope it fits
    I took it out of the box and held it up
    Sunday, December 19th, 2010
    3:07 am
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    not know what to sayBut I must beg some advantage to the clergyman
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    97
    Jane Austen
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    want of all laudable ambition, of taste for good company, or of inclination
    to take the trouble of being agreeable, which make men
    clergymenA clergyman has nothing to do but be slovenly and selfish—
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    wifeHis curate does all the work, and the business of his own life is
    to dine
    “There are such clergymen, no doubt, but I think they are not so
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    characterI suspect that in this comprehensive and (may I say) commonplace
    censure, you are not judging from yourself, but from prejudiced
    persons, whose opinions you have been in the habit of hearing
    It is impossible that your own observation can have given you much
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    “I speak what appears to me the general opinion; and where an opinion
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    of information
    “Where any one body of educated men, of whatever denomination,
    are condemned indiscriminately, there must be a deficiency of
    information, or (smiling) of something elseYour uncle, and his
    brother admirals, perhaps knew little of clergymen beyond the chaplains
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    Saturday, December 18th, 2010
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    337
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