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 No.16314[Reply]

Hey guys, I'm assuming at least one of you has noticed Waifu Wars absence. Well yeah, it's dead. I got bored with it and had too much else to write. But I guess I wanna give it another chance and this is it! Ryona Rumble, basically a renamed Waifu Wars, but still. I have ten fights planned (two from season one of Waifu Wars) and will only work on them on weekends, and we'll see how it goes. Anywho. First fight is Chun-Li Vs Kitana voting ends June first

 No.16316

Vote for Chun to die.

 No.16322

Alice-Holy shit is that…light!

Lauren-Oh my God we didn't get rebooted!

Alice-We're back baby!

Lauren-Quick, we gotta Analyze the next fighter before the writer changes their mind

Alice-Uhhh. Kicking things is cool, you know who's really good at kicking things? Chun-Li!

Lauren-She's good at more than just kicking. She's an expert at both Tai Chi, and Kenpo, but yes kicking is her specialty

Alice-She's so good at kicking shit, she was able to join Interpol. All so she could kick the shit out of the man who kicked the shit out of her father to death

Lauren-Age unknown, height 5'6, weight unknown, bust 34
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 No.16332

Lauren-, a human-like species from an alternative reality with godly ancestors

Alice-That whole God daddy thing explains why they have a beautiful, and deadly Princess like Kitana.

Lauren-Age 10,000, height 5′ 9″, weight 128 lbs, Cup size, estimated C

Alice-She's that fucking old? Holy shit!

Lauren-Indeed, a long lifespan is one of the many traits of Edenians. In-fact Kitana is considered rather young by her people

Alice-Well damn

Lauren-Life was good for the princess. Well until the tyrannical ruler from Outworld Shao Kahn took over her realm and claimed her as his daughter

Alice-Kitana served her step-dad loyal for a while, but eventually betrayed him and sought his death
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 No.16275[Reply]

Viande de Femme
Tags: Miraculous Lady Bug, Marinette Dupain-Cheng, Cannibalism, Snuff, Reluctant Consent, Butchering, Decapitation.
All characters in this story are 18 years or older.

"'Viande de Femme' saw your lady blog and want to hire you?" Marinette asked curiously.

Alya nodded. "It's a very respected magazine, and it pays really well too! But, they want to make sure I can cover the subject matter well first," Alya explained. "Which is why I came to you for help."

Marinette lost herself in thought for a second as the dots started to connection her head. "But Alya, isn't the subject matter of Viande girlmeat? My mom bought an issue once. They're a cooking magazine, they interview a girl and then do photo-shoots both before and after she's cooked! How do you want me to help with that?"

Alya squirmed nervously in her seat. "Well, I talked to my mom, and as a chef? She's willing to cook a girl for me to help me get the job, but she has her heart set on one girl in particular; and… Well…" Alya trailed off.

"It's me isn't it?" Marinette asked, realizing just what Alya was asking of her. "Your mom wants to cook me, doesn't she?"

Alya nodded, grateful that she didn't have to spell it out directly. "Will you help?"
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 No.16281

You always wright such great stories.

 No.16293

always looking forward to new storys you make TVB

please keep up the fantastic sexy delcious works.

 No.16323

>>16281
>>16293
Glad you liked it. I've been checking and posting to Gurochan less often after seeing a number of stories that I've spent a long time writing slip by with no comments, so It's nice to see this story was appreciated.



 No.16300[Reply]

I´m looking for stories about cutted, nailes, …. tits.
in German language would be fine!

 No.16301

You're looking for /req. There's an entire board for requests like this.

 No.16304

Looking for stories thread gurochan.cx/lit/res/11176.html



 No.1903[Reply]

This story is fucking silly, but I guess it's inspired by Susan, as far as light-hearted gore goes. Anyway, first time writer, and all that. Here you go.

Car Fight


(m/f, loli, vivisection)



	
The two siblings had spent hours in the backseat by this time, and as anyone with experience would expect, they both grew fidgety as their boredom skyrocketed. Alyssa had resolved to behave this time, sitting quietly in her seat for the first several hours of the trip, confident that if - or realistically, when - a fight broke out, she would be free of blame. By the time the first blows were struck, however, she was leaning to her side in what could be interpreted as an encroachment of territory, which was exactly the justification given for the light kicks she was now receiving from her left.
	
"I'm just resting, geez!" she said, righting herself. The difficulty of maintaining vertical posture was nevertheless taking its toll, and in her annoyance, she reciprocated a few playful kicks.
	
"Hey!" shouted Alex. Their parents winced, recognizing that the tension had reached its breaking point, meaning the end of peace and quiet, probably for good. Soon enough, the children were pressed against their respective doors, kicking each other relentlessly until everything below their shorts was bruised and scratched.
	
Alex, having had enough, grabbed his sister's leg in mid-kick and twisted it hard. Alyssa cried out in pain as she felt something tear. The smirk on her brother's face left her more furious than ever. The violence was clearly escalating - why not take it a step further?
	
Alyssa took a hold of her brother's arm and bit down blindly and with intense force. Their parents rolled their eyes as Alex screamed, until her teeth met, with his little and ring fingers still in her mouth. She spat them all out at him, then stuck out her tongue.
	
Enraged, Alex grabbed her hair with his left hand and hooked her collar with his remaining fingers, tearing the shirt open and exposing her bare torso. Having just hit puberty, breasts were only hinted at; she had never needed a bra, but now she wished she was wearing one. In the meantime, her chest was prominent enough that Alex, having obtained some scissors from his box of school supplies, managed to skewer the nearest breast with the scissorhead, eliciting quite a scream from its owner.
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 No.13598

Please don't bump year old threads, there won't be an update and even if there was a new thread is fine.

 No.13599

Son of a bitch, it's been almost a year since the last update?

 No.16283

Way too long, that's for sure. Every time I go take a look, wondering if maybe I should write something, the site's down.

Except this time. May it stay that way *at least for a week*.

 No.16284

>>16283
Glad to see you're not dead.Can't wait to see what you write. Next JIP and Poguemahone, you're probably my favorite author.

 No.16285

Excitedly looking forward to more of this fantastic story!



 No.8101[Reply]

Applicant for Death: The case of Kotori

Camera shows a young naked girl with short hair sitting on a massive chair with her legs spread and strapped to the chair's legs. A belt around her chest just under her underdeveloped breast fixes her tight against the back of chair. Her wrists are cuffed and loosely chained to the ring on the front side of chair. If she wanted, she could reach her groin, but not much higher. The girl smiles to the camera.

-My name is Kotori. I am about to die.

A kind mature female voice is heard near the camera.

-Kotori-chan, you want the blood vessels on your neck circumvented and your head cut off with a knife. That's quite a unique way to die. Would you tell us why you requested such a complicated death?
-Yes... Some time ago I have discovered guro art. Somehow, it made me very aroused. I gave into impulse and masturbated to it. Before I realized it - I was already masturbating only to death fantasies. My favourite way of killing was beheading. I thought a lot about what it should feel like - to suddenly lose connection to your body and die. But in reality people die very fast if you cut their head off, right? That's such a waste! They get no time to feel their one time and the last experience in their life. I saw videos of people having their heads cut off with a knife. And they still seem to bleed out even before their spine is severed. I want to live all the way though my head being cut off. So I thought of a way to delay my death. Keeping blood still running through my major neck vessels and feeding my brain even when my head is already separated is all I could think of.
-Very clever of you, Kotori-chan. But I must tell you to not expect too much. While your brain will still receive oxygen, your neck bleeding will quickly drop your blood pressure, which can make you faint. And as soon as I cut your wind pipe - blood will flow inside and disable your lungs. Your brain will soon die from the lack of oxygen. I'll have to work fast and cut around your spine and wind pipe first, then cut your windpipe and immediately break and sever your spine. That moment the pain will be so strong that you might faint and not wake up any more. Do you still want to go through with it?
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 No.12499

Man same here Juan Gotoh, Tsepesi and Ahdualism were my first guro artists. Reading your story i remembered that perfect feeling i had when i first read Juan Gotoh guro comics! Ty m8!

 No.12500

i meant manga instead of comics there ;)
>>12499

 No.13408

>>12481
LOL!! Love you username. :-D

>>12499
Fuck yes! For me, the Juan, Tsepesi, and Uziga were the first artists that I learned the names of and fell in love with their work. Juan in particular. Guillotine Masturbation is still my favorite comic to this day. There's something about the atmosphere he presents and the clean art style that doesn't try to hide any details. I really wish Juan would make more guro stories. This tribute captured that atmosphere succinctly and I loved how the clear simple writing paralleled the visual style.

 No.16277

Do write more please

 No.16278

Nice story. I like consensual guro But i had some problems understanding all that medical engineering going on there from the first pass ;) so had to read it again.


Oh, just now notices that this is 2 years old thread.



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 No.16016[Reply]

Your little sister was the cutest person you ever knew. She was kind, sweet, but she was also delicate. She had a frail body and an even frailer heart.

The doctors tried everything they could, but unfortunately, they were convinced she would not live to see her 19th birthday.

And so, you cherished every moment you had with her. Though the one you cherished the most was her last Christmas. She looked so adorable in her red velvet outfit. However, it's what she said that made it the most memorable.

"Big brother… if… If I were to die… please… at least give me your love."

You had no idea what she meant until about a few days after she had passed away.
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 No.16044

>>16021
Love the story overall. Its well written and the pics make it read and look even better.

My only issue is the "consensual" necro in it. It take away a lot from the excitement and tabo of it. If it was him doing it in secret it would be much more exciting!

I hope you will write more of it but if i may request/sugest something more secretive- like for example - my sisters were killed by a home invader/thief that run away and i found her body and made love them before i called the police. :P Something along those lines.

 No.16077

>>16044
I may need to make a thread for each story or make a collection thread for non-Canterlot Mortuary stories.

 No.16081

>>16077
You have not updated that one for a long time. Also there is new image in that series! :D EG this time!

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 No.16273

>>16044
Damn.That Changotan pic of SB and AB really fucked you up just like me,right ? :-)That's exactly the same scenario depicted and discussed in the comment (i for one prefer to imagine Snips and Snails, having learned of their sexy teenaged former classmates gruesome demises at the hands of some burglars ,sneaking in the morgue to indulge themselves with the fresh cadavers of their one-sided crushes now that they cant object to their awkward advances.Snips finally filling the tight dead pussy of the young unicorn that used to innocently and insensitively laugh at the idea of them two ever being together with his chubby little cock while he tearfully kiss her slack mouth and Snails coating the throat of the tomboyish farm girl that haunted his wet dream with his spunk before shamelessly losing his virginity to the corpse of his childhood friend)



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 No.16266[Reply]

I created this thread for lover of snuff stories mixed with incest.For example a mother and son or brother and sister fucking and attacked or interrupted by burglars. I've read very good story here, a while back, about a brothers watching his sisters get shot in the bathroom and then having necro with them.I wish to see more like it and hopefully many will join me


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 No.16261[Reply]

Anakin used his Force Choke ability to squeeze Padme’s clitoris. It popped like a stubborn zit. She howled and thrashed uncontrollably. Not even Obi Wan could save her now. Padme’s most sensitive organ beyond repair, Anakin then turned to his former Master. Kenobi was always proud of his large penis. Even though Jedi were supposed to be celibate, he did get aroused by the staring. The Twi’lek club girls were especially intrigued. Kenobi would spend hours meditating in the Temple, all the while thinking about his exceptional member, looking for every excuse to touch it. Knowing this, Anakin knew what to do. As Kenobi sprinted down the exit ramp, his foot-long flaccid penis swaying conspicuously inside his loose robe, Akanin concentrated. He started at the dense meaty head, taking a brief bashful moment to admire it one last time. Then his concentration meandered down the stellar shaft to the base of Kenobi’s famous member. He peered into his Master’s mind, sensing if he could be persuaded one last time. But alas, his mind was set. And as the Chosen One clenched his hand, his old Master collapsed to his knees. The galaxy as never known a more grisly scream. Kenobi reached down for his beloved penis, but he felt only sanguine dampness, and the sack carrying his enormous, virgin testicles. He fell down to his side, and slowly faded away while meeting Padme’s petrified expression. What a waste. “Save this recording for later. It could prove useful,” Anakin ordered his devoted droid. He knew the Emperor would be pleased.

 No.16262

Hello, this is my first submission. I hope this is the right board. Enjoy.



 No.16086[Reply]

This first story is a response to an entry in the Capital Punishment game in RP.



Two days ago, Freyja and Para became lovers. Freyja initiated their love, when she seduced the other with a kiss as they showered after gymnastics.

On that day, Freyja and Para stayed a little late to help the coach clean up the gym, and Hit the showers after everyone else left. Freyja caught herself watching as the water flowed down Para’s dark, chocolatey, skin. They were alone and naked for the first time, and Freyja couldn’t resist. She leaned against Para’s body and wrapped an arm around her petite torso.

“Let’s make out!” She whispered.

Para’s widened her eyes as she pulled away. “Haha! You’re very funny Frey!” Para faked a laugh and moved back.

“I’m not joking,” Freyja replied solemnly as she brushed a strand of black hair from her face.

“Come on,” she said nervously, “I don’t really see you that way. We’re just friends.”
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 No.16185

Junkyard Rat

Peter Hopkins watched from a makeshift tunnel, of large worn out tires, as the girl, a petite little thing with brown hair so short she could easily pass for a boy, climbed grabbed the chain link fence and pulled herself up.

"Please Felicia, let's just go our usual route. Please! We'll get lost in there." Waiting just outside the fence, a slightly taller girl with longer brown hair and buds poking through her white blouse, her older sister peered into the old junk yard with bulging eyes and a grimace on her face.

Felicia held her position at the top of the and waved for her sister to follow. "Come on, Jane, it will be faster than going around. We just have to cut across, so kinda hard to get lost."

"But you never know what could be in there. I hear there are giant rats the size of dogs in there. We could get rabies. And that's if we get through before the sun sets. Jane told me that one of her cousins committed suicide in here? What if he's still wandering around here, if you know what I mean? Let's just go the normal way, please!"

The other girl reached up to grab Felicia's ankle, but she threw it over and dropped into the old abandoned junkyard before her sister could get a firm grip.

"You're thirteen, Sabrina, and you're telling me you believe in ghosts. The only thing here is old piles of rotten garbage and broken machinery. As for the rats; they'll leave you alone if you leave them alone. If not…," Felicia kicked a small rock, launching into the air. "If we don't get home quickly, mom will be pissed. That's scarier than any ghosts, giant rats, or whatever the hell could be in here. I know what I'd rather take my chances with."

Sabrina shook her head and threw up her arms. "You will never convince me to go in there. I'm going the normal way, and I really wish you would."
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 No.16198

>>16185
This is one of the hottest stories here! Shame he didynt have her head to fuck as well but still HOT! DO more like this with corpse undressing!!!

 No.16215

Village Girl to Gladiatrix

Six months ago, Arla knew only what it was like to have a loving family, three adequate meals every day, and nice, comfortable, clothes. Then her village was pillaged by the army of a hostile kingdom to the north, in need of food, supplies, and women, to aid in their assault against the Fortress of Sotil to the east. The villagers made the foolish mistake of putting up resistance, and the Royal Army in turn slaughtered all but a tenth of the population. Arla, terrified and helpless, watched as they hung her father and mother at the gallows, and then slit her older sister’s throat. She only survived because she hid in a thicket of bushes behind their house.

The army left, the town stripped bare of anything valuable. That didn’t stop a gang of outlaws from sweeping through the place to see what remained. Arla, having passed out in her hiding spot, woke to find a group of rugged men and women roaming around her family’s backyard. She sat up, memories of what occurred earlier slowly coming back to her, and alerted the strange folks by rustling the bushes. A strong burley arm grabbed the scuff of her dress and pulled her out, holding her flailing figure at eye level.

“Hey, captain! Looks like we got someone! What shall we do with her?”

A rough woman, wild red hair to her pelvis, but draped in shinier army than the rest of the group of thugs, looked at Arla, examining her with a bored expression on her face. “Not much for physical labor,” she lifted Arla’s dress and inserted a finger into the girl’s cunny, which was quite moist; most likely from pissing herself rather than arousal, the captain was certain. “Hymen’s intact. I’d bet some pervert would pay a high price for her. We’ll have to keep some of our perverts off her…,” Arla kicked towards the redhead, nearly striking her in the jaw, missing only by the woman’s fast reflexes, “Do that again and you will regret it, you fucking bitch! How about we just slice open your belly and leave you here to die?”

Her captor slammed his fist into the back of her head, knocking Arla out cold.

“Just take her with us and we’ll find something to do with her.”

In the coming months, Arla spent most of her time chained to a wagon as the gang of outlaws roamed the country. Her loving home was replaced by constant abuse, both physical and mental, and hard manual labor. Their red haired leader made it clear that shPost too long. Click here to view the full text.

 No.16243

CONTRACT SNUFF PORN

Shooting, Headshot, Child(12), Forced Masturbation(g), Masturbation(M), Urination, Defecation.

When Roel first became a hired gun, snuffing out cops, rival gangsters, and cheating wives sounded like it would be a lot of fun. There was the thrill, that rush of adrenaline, as he ended the life of a target, and made his way from the scene of the crime; not to mention, spending the next few days expecting the police to show, and hoping that your client wouldn’t try to screw him over, or have him knocked off as well. Yet, just like an afternoon riding roller coasters, his career was spending a lot of time waiting around, only for a brief moment of excitement. The pay was great, though; plus it still beat the slow monotony of sitting in an office all day looking at a screen, or stacking boxes in some warehouse. After years of doing it, and dozens of jobs, even killing can begin to lose its’ thrill.

Along came Roel’s latest job, and another milestone in his career, long after he was sure that he carried out every unsavory act that he was willing to do. Yet, he stood in front a young girl, Beverly Hoffman, just a month shy of celebrating her thirteenth birthday, floating around on a inflatable swan raft, in the pool behind her family’s country home; her eyes were closed, as she slept in, with a peaceful smile on her face, and completely oblivious to her impending death. Beverly was pretty, too; Roel was always confident that he was not attracted to girls her age, but as she laid in her raft, only a thin red thong covering her smooth prepubescent pussy, and her developing breasts, topped with puffy nipples pointed at the sky, wet and glistened in the setting Sun, his ideas of what was too young for him seriously came into doubts. Though he killed a few cuties during his career, this one, perhaps because of her innocent age, seemed different. He hoped this wouldn’t complicate his assignment.

If this job even remotely resembled his typical assignments, he would put two bullets in her forehead and leave. Her parents would come home to find her still floating, a stream of crimson flowing alongside her bright, orange, curls into the water. While he held his gun, a 9mm semi-automatic, in his other was an expensive 4k camcorder; a camera he needed to pay an instructor to learn how to use properly. Her father, chief of police in Dallas, busted up a major child porn operation, and arrested Post too long. Click here to view the full text.

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 No.16101[Reply]

I've been looking for this story for ages. It disappeared from Lit a while back.
It was about a girl who uses surgery and bodymod to literally transform her pussy into a flower. Like stretching her clit into a stem or prolapsing her cervix to look like the center of the flower.
Anyone remember, or better yet have it saved?
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 No.16175

Chapter 3


Heather woke up with a start, the last echoes of a nightmare still resonating inside her mind. It didn’t last long, though, and like dreams usually do, faded quickly into the hidden corners of her memory.

Her situation hadn’t changed much in all the time she had been asleep. It could have been minutes, hours or months, as she had no way of calculating the time inside that damned cocoon. She felt rested, though, even if in desperate need to relieve herself, but all the suffering she had enjoyed thanks to the ministrations of her host had faded into the background. In fact, the only discomfort she still felt was from the urethral and digestive tract tentacles, and it was more a fullness feeling than the debilitating pain that had almost broken her. That didn’t mean some other changes hadn’t been made while she was out.

To begin with, she looked cross eyed at the tight mass of rubbery filaments that protruded from her nostrils. The picture would have been comical outside of the terrible context, but there it meant that her sinuses were full to the brim with the offshoot of the tentacle that also sealed her wide open mouth. From that place to her brain there was almost no distance, and she wondered if her grey matter was being similarly assaulted.

Putting those thoughts aside, as they got her nowhere, she directed her gaze to her breasts. During her time unconscious they had grown at least three sizes, and now floated gently in the liquid, their firmness lost to their newfound weight. The size gain was not the only new development of her twin girls: they itched madly all across their surface and the puncture wounds in her nipples and areolas not only hadn’t healed, they had grown until she could have sworn that a wire could be inserted in each one without problems.

Looking further down, she confirmed how her intestines had completely unraveled, covering almost all the free space in the amniotic bag and letting her see beyond them with more clarity. Her bladder was inflated to a comical size and now poked above her pelvis, nestled between the flaps at the bottom of the abdominal cut. Her balloon shaped organ was now the size of a softball ball, and certainly was the cause of her overwhelming need to pee. However, with her urethra so blocked by the penis sized tentacle, that relief was not going to happen anytime soon.

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 No.16176

Chapter 4

Helen opened her eyes again to a very nice tingling coming from her loins; the tentacles were still manipulating her clit and had made further changes. However, that was not the most important thing in her mind at that point, this time she remembered everything about her dream, if it was a dream at all, which she doubted very much. It seemed that the process that scrambled their brains until they were unreadable by human technology somehow gave them access to the mind of the worm. She supposed that her assimilation wasn’t advanced enough to let her enter that mental landscape at will, only transporting her there when she fell unconscious.

Were her captive colleagues still there suffering another of the worm’s mental exercises in depravity? Or had they woken up like her to their lonely liquid chamber, to contemplate for hours how the worm toyed with their bodies? Hopefully, they had reached a state where they could transition from one level of consciousness to another at will.

Not so long ago, she had wished for something, no matter how painful, to alleviate the tedium of her forced immobility, so she imagined that maybe those women had gone through the same stages as her and that hellish alien landscape had been deemed a better alternative than that lonely half darkness where she floated now.

Did the worm know about the reading devices implanted in her brain? That question was important at the light of the recent developments. Maybe the recording of those dreams was helping the scientists to decode the strange thought patterns that so puzzled them. She decided not to tell the captured women yet, maybe the worm had ways to read that information from her brain, maybe not, but she would not force the situation.

In the unspecified time that had passed while she was with them, new changes had happened to her body. Leaving her tingling clit for the last, she resolved to be methodical. Starting from the top, Heather confirmed that her boobs were even bigger if that was possible, itched like madly and their skin rippled faintly in some places. What was happening inside them? The hardened convict feared the answer to that question.

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 No.16177

1. Epilogue


“Yes sir, the creature suddenly attacked us, forcing the detachment of marines to retaliate with extreme prejudice”

“How much is left?”

“Only the samples we took initially. It’s going to take some time to recover the rests of the body; your soldiers are very thorough”

“I will send some support teams right away”

“I don’t recommend it. I suggest enforcing contamination protocol omega for now, we are not sure if any of the remains of the creature represent any danger, and they are splattered everywhere”

“Very well, we will make all the area go dark. For the next quarantine period, you’ll be on your own, is that ok?”

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 No.16178

Okay. above is Heather - Cradle of Life
by falquian
It's a bit more gory than "Daisy and the cuntflower".
Actually it's more everything, so be advised. ;)

 No.16236

we gotta rename this thread Falquian stories



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