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Dr White's Culture Lecture

By The Arkayz Bible

You usually see young people in universities, kids in their late teens and young 
adults in their early twenties. These kids got in either because they did well 
in high school or because their parents were rich. I'm a little different 
though. I'm twenty-nine, almost thirty now. I'm a woman studying engineering. 
I'm not like most female students, however, because I'm a mother. I'm also a 
high school dropout. I'm in university today because of a new government 
affirmative action program designed to get more females in engineering. The 
program tries to help young single mothers free themselves from the cycle of 
poverty. Most young single mothers are poor and unskilled because they had to 
take care of children at an age when they are most ready for work and study. I'm 
lucky to be at university because most young single mothers don't get the 
opportunity I have to succeed.

I've been in university for two years now and of all the lectures I've been to, 
Dr. White's lectures are the most boring. Some lecturers think their students 
are dumb and explain everything very carefully, but Dr. White thinks every 
student in his lectures had high IQs, and so he gave us hard material. 

I sat and stared at the lecturer as he rambled on and on. I couldn't believe how 
difficult this material was. I had an assignment due in a few days time and I 
needed to get good marks if I wanted to stay in university. I had to do well for 
my little daughter's sake.

When the lecture finally finished, I stood up and walked out like everyone else 
did. When I walked out, I was shocked by how cold it was outside. The sky was 
grey with dense patches of black here and there. Rain looked imminent. I walked 
around campus for a while towards a white building, which was the university's 
childcare center.

Inside the childcare center I saw my little girl busy playing with her friends. 
It was Israel Week on campus, so the place was filled with Stars of David. The 
little boys all looked so cute with their yarmulkes on.

When Lily saw me she ran up to me and screamed out, "Mommy, mommy! I can drive a 
truck."

I grabbed the little girl up and carried her on my shoulders. One of the staff 
came up to me and told me that she had been playing on the toy truck.

There aren't that many children around university, so when I walked around 
campus with my little girl I got quite a few stares. Children and family tend to 
be looked down upon in today's culture of money and success.

"Can I go to Nicole's house tomorrow?" Lily asked me.

Nicole was one of Lily's friends. I usually had a day off tomorrow on Friday. 
There were no scheduled classes on, but unfortunately I still had to come in 
tomorrow.

"I'm sorry, honey," I said. "I have to come back to university tomorrow to hand 
in an assignment."

"So I have to go to childcare again?"

I nodded. I felt a little bad because I had a feeling Lily didn't like being in 
childcare. She always seemed like she had fun when I picked her up though.

"Why can't you finish the work now and tomorrow I can go to Nicole's house?" She 
smiled at me. It was a big smile, the type of smile she reserved for moments of 
begging.

I thought about it. The assignment was due tomorrow. There were four questions 
on the assignment and I had already finished three of them. There was one 
question I couldn't do. I then thought about Dr. White. He knew I was in the 
affirmative action program and, at the start of the semester, I remembered him 
telling me that if any of us had any problems they should go speak to him in his 
office. I looked through my papers and found out that Dr. White's office was on 
the fifth floor of the Engineering Building.

Lily was so happy when I told her I was going to try finish my assignment 
tonight. If I handed it up early we wouldn't have to come to university tomorrow 
and Lily could play with her friend. Lily really wanted to have Nicole over and 
I needed to be there to watch them as they played. I could get a babysitter, but 
babysitters were often expensive and hard to find.

*

When I arrived in Dr. White's office I noticed how strangely small the room was. 
The office was about the size of an average kid's bedroom. The doctor was 
sitting behind his desk. The computer loudly hummed. Next to the keyboard was a 
large stack of paper, not organized in any way but just sprawled out randomly 
all over the desk. The walls were almost completely covered with bookshelves. 
The bookshelves were filled with many books. Dr White was a rather old man of 
about fifty. He wore very plain clothing for such an esteemed academic--or 
perhaps this was how all esteemed academics dressed. Dr White looked up from his 
monitor after I entered. He paid attention especially to my little daughter 
walking in with me. Lily could see Dr White staring at her. She looked at me 
with concern in her eyes.

The doctor faced me and spoke. "May I help you?"

"I'm a student in one of your classes. I was wondering if you could help me with 
an assignment question."

"Alright." He took another quick glance at Lily. "You're the one who's here 
because affirmative action, the single mother doing engineering, right?

"That's right," I said, feeling embarrassed. Sometimes I wished I never had a 
child, but that was such a horrible thing to wish.

"You know," said the doctor, "in order to succeed it is important that one 
commits himself to success. This means that you should not allow other factors, 
such as children, to interfere. If you choose to have children or raise a family 
instead of pursuing a career, you will face the consequences. It is not a 
question of whether it is fair, right, or noble--it is market reality. Having a 
child is a signal to employers that you are not likely to commit yourself one-
hundred percent."

I nodded. He always spoke about this in lectures even though it had nothing to 
do with the subject material.

The doctor spoke again. "You do understand, don't you, that if I help you with 
the assignment, it would be unfair on other students?"

"No sir, I didn't know that. So you won't be able to help me?"

"It would be against university policy," said the doctor, "but I suppose I'm 
willing to help you."

I smiled. "Thank you."

Lily then spoke to me. "Mommy, can I go to the toilet?"

I didn't know where any toilets were, so I looked up at the doctor, who pointed 
to a door in his office. "Behind that door is my personal toilet."

Lily got up and walked into the toilet by herself. I wondered whether I should 
follow her into the toilet but I figured she was old enough to go to the toilets 
by herself. She was almost five years old.

When Lily was gone, the doctor continued to speak. "Of course, I won't help you 
for nothing. You have to do something for me."

"What do you want?"

"Come here," he said, telling me to walk over to his side of the desk.

I walked towards him as he moved away from the desk and reclined more on his 
padded chair. I stopped when I was about two meters away from the doctor, but he 
told me to get closer. When I got close enough for him to touch me, he grabbed 
my hands casually and told me to kneel down. He then unzipped his pants and out 
emerged from the folds of his pants a plump sausage of a penis. When it finally 
dawned on me what the doctor wanted, I was shocked. I almost couldn't breathe.

I shuttered. "I...I don't know if I should..." 

"It's a simple quid pro quo. I give you something, so you give me something."

"But I don't think this is right..."

Dr White got up. Since I was kneeling, I had to look at up to see where he was 
going. He was moving towards the bookshelf. He seemed disappointed with my 
refusal.

"I forgot to ask you what your name was," said the doctor.

"Nancy."

"Nancy, if you don't want to give me something in return for my generosity, I 
can just not help you to begin with."

I then thought about it. If I didn't receive help I could do poorly in the 
subject. I could be kicked out of university. My whole life would be ruined. I'd 
have to become a housewife instead of pursuing my dream of being a financially 
independent woman. I've already got a child. What man would want me? I never 
really wanted to believe I was a failure. I was always smart when I was in high 
school. Everyone knew that, my teachers, my parents, everyone. But I made a 
mistake--one small mistake. I fooled around, had unprotected sex, and then had a 
child. When you become a pregnant teenager everyone looks at you differently. 
All the academic success you had means nothing. You're worthless. I had to show 
them. I had to show my friends. I had to show them I wasn't a failure. I had to 
show them I was a success. One day I will look down upon those students who once 
looked down upon me. There are two kinds of people in this world: rich people 
and poor people. Everything else is a smokescreen. I had to look beyond this 
smokescreen, see the economic divide, and allocate myself into the better half.

"I'm sorry, Dr White, I'm sorry." I put my head down in shame, still kneeling on 
the carpet. "I'll do what you want. I'll do anything. Please help me. I want to 
do well."

"Success is very simple," said the doctor. "First, figure out what you want. 
Second, figure out the price you need to pay to get what you want. Third, pay 
the price."

I nodded. The doctor was only trying to help me. He was such an eminent academic 
and I was just a housewife. Who was I to refuse his offer?

I spoke. "You can do anything to me, Doctor. Please do anything you want."

He pointed to the chair on which he once sat. "Sit down."

A few seconds after I sat down on his rather comfortable chair, the doctor 
surprised me by producing white nylon rope from somewhere. After telling me to 
put my wrists and legs together, he proceeded to tie my arms and legs together. 
I was wearing a dress, so my legs were bare. Even though the rope was soft, the 
doctor's knots were tight enough to induce pain. The rope was not tied to 
anything other than my limbs.

When the doctor was done tying me he put his hand on my legs and squeezed, 
really getting a good understanding of my skin's texture, its overall feel. He 
rubbed his hands up and down, experiencing the curves. His hands then went up my 
thighs and skimmed the edge of my underwear. His fingers may have grazed some of 
my pubic hair. At the back of my mind I had a feeling this was not what I should 
be doing, but I was also excited by having such a powerful and esteemed man put 
his hands near my pussy. I was submitting myself to such power, such dominance.

His fingers then moved into my panties and invaded my pussy. Instantly a warm 
feeling took over me. It was more than the average sexual excitement I got from 
my ex-husband though. His fingers in my pussy were like a rod of power. With his 
hands stuck in my pussy it felt like I was receiving his power, his wisdom, and 
his attitude. I started breathing heavily and moaned. But a few seconds later, 
the excitement quickly subsided.

The doctor took his hands out from underneath my panties. His fingers were 
drenched with my vaginal juices. His held his hands up and I could see them 
glistening as the sunlight entered the small office from a very small window 
nearby. The doctor moved his fingers under his nose and sniffed my juices before 
taking a small sample with his tongue. He licked his lips after he tasted my 
pussy fluids as if he wanted to savor the flavor. He then got up, wiped his 
hands on his pants, and then walked casually to his personal toilet.

A few seconds later, the sexually excitement completely wore off, although my 
panties were still rather wet. I couldn't believe the doctor would just leave 
before I climaxed. My arms were tied together by the wrist and my legs were tied 
together by the shins, although the rope on my shins was loose enough so I could 
spread my legs.

I managed to stand up but with all the force of my body concentrated in a small 
area I began to loose my balance and fell on the desk. The doctor's papers 
cushioned my impact. My eyes then focused on the doctor's computer screen and I 
realized that the eminent academic was not reading scholarly journals or 
performing statistical analyses as I had expected. He had porn sites open, and 
to my horror the girls on the monitor looked young--very young. These girls 
didn't have breasts. They looked like they were under ten. Dr White was a 
pedophile! I suddenly remembered Lily. She was in the toilet with Dr White.

*

I struggled furiously with the ropes. The rope on my legs was loose enough that 
I was able to get them off without much trouble, but the rope tying my wrists 
together was too tight. With my legs now untied I could move and walk to the 
toilet.

I pushed open the bathroom door. Lily was on the tiled floor. She struggled as 
Dr White kneeled over her, trying to pry her legs apart. Lily wore a dress like 
me as well as a white tank top. When Dr White saw me enter, he lifted Lily up 
like a sack and moved back to one corner of the bathroom. He grabbed a handheld 
mirror, shattered it against the wall, and held it to Lily's neck. The mirror 
shards broke of pieces and bounced on the floor like little diamonds. The piece 
the doctor held, though, had a tip as sharp as a knife.

"A little whore like your daughter here has no right to refuse my advances," 
said the doctor. "She should know her duty."

"Do what you want with me but leave her alone," I said, starting to cry form the 
sight of my daughter in fear. "Lily never asked for any of this."

"There are unspoken duties we all have," said Dr White, keeping the sharp mirror 
to the little girl's neck. "This is not me talking but society. Women cook and 
men hunt. Women are prey while men are predators. All of us, we enforce these 
conventions on each other for the sake of order and social cohesion. Without 
duties we fall apart as a society. When you take care of a boy, you have to 
treat him rough sometimes to make him a man--prepare him for his future. In the 
same way, all little girls will grow up to becomes sluts, so you must give them 
some experience when they're little."

I moved forward but froze when Lily started crying. The fear had become too much 
for her. Dr White pressed the mirror up against her neck even further. A little 
more pressure and Lily might die.

"Thousands of little girls are murdered every day by psychos," said Dr White. 
"One more isn't going to make a difference."

"Please don't hurt her! Please! Have mercy!"

"Never appeal to mercy. That is a sign of a loser. Always appeal to self-
interest, for that is the sign of a winner. A winner sees what he wants and does 
everything he has to do to get what he wants."

"What do you want with her?" I asked. "She's only five years old."

"I'm going to keep this mirror on the little bitch's neck. You go back into my 
office and find the handcuffs. I want you to come back in here within thirty 
seconds."

I stood still.

"GO!" he screamed, and I ran out of the doctor's personal bathroom and back into 
his office. I search desperately though his drawers and cupboards until I found 
the handcuffs. When I came back into the bathroom, Dr White told me to lock 
myself to the pipes underneath the hand basin. I did what he said and locked 
myself. The handcuffs were self-locking, so I didn't need a key, although I 
wondered now how I was going to unlock myself if I ever needed to.

As soon as I had locked myself, the doctor took the sharp mirror away from 
Lily's neck and dropped it on the floor. He kept his hand on Lily but moved 
towards the toilet. With his right hand Dr White grabbed Lily by the back and 
hit her with his other hand. Before she could scream, his left hand cupped her 
mouth and muffled any noise. He pulled down his trousers, reached up Lily's 
dress, and ripped off her panties before pulling her little body against his. He 
rested his erect cock between her butt cheeks. The back of Lily's head touched 
Dr White's chest. Dr White had taken his hands away from Lily's mouth so he 
could adjust her body. She was screaming now, quite loudly, so Dr White slapped 
her on the face so hard she stopped crying. As the pain set in she became more 
quiet. 

Dr White pushed Lily to the floor and kneeled over her. He pushed her dress up 
and moved his cock towards her hairless pussy. He squeezed his cock in, 
listening to her cry as her pussy lips were pried apart. He seemed so aroused by 
the screams because his dick hardened even more. Lily's face was soaking wet 
with tears. Dr White brought his face close to the little girl's and started 
licking off the salty tears on her cheeks.

"Why are you doing this?" I managed to ask.

Dr White pushed his cock further into the little girl till he was fully in. 

"STOP IT!" I screamed. "What are you doing?"

Dr White took his floppy cock out and walked towards me. "What do you think I'm 
doing? I'm show the little bitch how she's supposed to take it from a man."

"You're raping her."

"Yes, I am. Men like to rape and women love to be raped. It's a matter of 
feeling. Life is about experiencing different feelings, different emotions. If 
you don't, you never live. You never experience all that life has to offer. You 
never realize how good it feels to hear a woman scream. You never realize how 
beautiful it is to see pure fear in the eyes of a woman. You know what my 
teacher told me?"

"What?"

"Life is short," said the doctor. "Live it. That's what she told me. Good advice 
as well. Experience all emotions while you can. Live your life! Why do you think 
I am so successful with women and girls? This little bitch isn't the only one 
I've had sex with. Many females, young and old, are attracted to me because of 
who I am. I am a winner! If you want to be a winner in this world then watch and 
learn."

Dr White went back to Lily and continued to molest her.

The doctor sat on the toilet and put the little girl down so she stood in front 
of him. He let his hard dick hang out and started to stroke it as it enlarged. 
Lily's eyes widened in fear when she saw the massive cock grow. The moment her 
lips opened, a faint girly meowing noise resonated briefly from her mouth before 
Dr White's whole penis went in and muted her. Dr White grabbed Lily by her 
pigtails and moved her head back and forth. He was slow at first but increased 
his speed till she found it hard to breathe. 

"Yer like this, huh?" Dr White kept talking as he sat on the toilet. "This is 
what big girls do. You wanna be a big girl, don't you? You're not a baby 
anymore. This is how women are supposed to be. This is how women are. This is 
the attitude a young girl learns when she grows up. You'll learn it all a lot 
faster from me than from your friends or from television. Every young girl 
learns how to give blowjobs as she grows up. This is how they please their 
husbands. They don't become career women like your mother wants do. They stay 
home and do what they should."

My eyes were wide open. I was both shocked and horrified. For me this was like 
watching a horror movie for the first time.

Just when it seemed like Lily's throat was starting to hurt, Dr White's cock 
finally left her mouth. He lifted Lily up with both his hands in her armpits. 
The doctor fully undressed Lily, taking off her blouse, her top, her dress, and 
even her socks. He remained seated on the toilet, spread his legs, and 
positioned Lily's mouth over his cock. He then grabbed Lily's legs and rotated 
her till her legs were in the air. Her mouth was still on the doctor's cock. Dr 
White then spread Lily's legs and lowered her pussy to his mouth. He started to 
lick on her pussy, probing his tongue inside her. Afraid of falling, Lily 
grabbed each of Dr White's thighs with her hands and pulled her head up till she 
could talk.

"I need to do a wee wee," she said. "I also need to do a poo."

Dr White opened his mouth up wide. "Do it in my mouth."

The doctor shoved Lily's mouth back on his cock. The little girl started 
urinating. Most of the urine fell out from the doctor's mouth, streamed down his 
body, soaking his clothes. The streams of urine either dripped inside the toilet 
water or dripped down towards the white tiles. The bright yellow streams of 
liquid contrasted against the bright white tiles.

Dr White had a mouthful of urine in his mouth. He didn't swallow but instead 
brought his lips up to Lily's anal hole and transferred the urine into her 
rectum. 

"You said you needed to poo," said Dr White. "Now is the time to do it, little 
bitch."

Lily squeezed, letting feces flow from her ass. 

Dr White had his mouth open, taking in the mixture of urine and feces squirting 
from her anus. He seemed so turned on by the fart smell that he started to 
bounce Lily's head harder on his penis. He grabbed her by the hair and pushed 
her mouth back and forth against his cock.

Dr White lifted the little girl off and placed her feet on the ground. He stood 
up and looked at the pieces of poo floating in the toilet water. The poo must 
have either come from Dr White's ass or dropped down from Lily's ass.

Lily looked relieved. She probably thought it was all over.

Dr White then stood up from the toilet. He lifted Lily up till she was over his 
shoulders and threw her like a spear headfirst into the toilet. Afterwards he 
spread her legs apart and shoved his cock into her virgin ass. She screamed 
inside the toilet water. Bubbles rose to the surface. She probably had several 
turds floating into her mouth. Dr White ruthlessly fucked her ass, shaking her 
whole body, including her head, which pounded against the inner walls of the 
toilet. Lily's scalp smashed against the ceramic. If that wasn't enough Dr 
White's large cock shredded her asshole. Blood from her virgin ass acted as 
lubricant. Dr White was pounding her continuously in the ass. I couldn't imagine 
how much pain she must've went through. I couldn't believe this was happening to 
my little girl. I felt like a failure. If I couldn't protect, it was probably 
better if I never had her, if I had considered abortion.

After Dr White had ripped the little girl's ass, he penetrated her vagina and 
broke her hymen. Not only was she bleeding from both holes between her legs but 
also from her face. Dr White lifted Lily's body up once in a while, allowing 
Lily to breathe. The water that dripped off her was brown and red. The blood 
from her face had mixed into the toilet water. 

It looked like Lily was going to drown. She gasped for air. Lily knew she was in 
trouble this time and tried to struggle, but Dr White pushed her down and forced 
her to kneel beside him. With both hands he forced her mouth open and with his 
left hand he kept her mouth open. His right hand scooped a piece of shit from 
the toilet and dropped it inside her mouth. It landed on the back of her throat. 
She tried hard not to swallow.

Dr White grabbed Lily by her pigtails again and brought the little girl's mouth 
over his penis. He was going to force the piece of shit down her throat with his 
dick. The doctor pulled and pushed his penis in and out of Lily's mouth, mixing 
the shit in her mouth with her saliva, most likely forcing some of the shit down 
her throat. Lily's look of disgust and revulsion turned Dr White on even more. 
He then sat down on the toilet and grabbed Lily's legs, rotating her legs 
upwards again, resting the girl's pussy over his mouth. Since her hymen was 
broken, her pussy leaked blood. Dr White licked the blood. He pumped the little 
girl's face over his cock until Lily choked on the shit and vomited. Her vomit 
was orange and brown. Dr White, turned on by the orange vomit as well as the 
blood, continued to fuck her face till he fired his semen into the back of her 
throat. Blobs of semen dribbled out from her mouth. She spat the rest out. Dr 
White sat on the toilet, breathing heavily.

The doctor started giving Lily orders. "Go suck your mother's pussy. Go on!" The 
old man was exhausted as the sat on the toilet.

Lily crawled over to me, leaving behind a trail of blood. Her face was bruised 
and bleeding. I sat down on the tiles. My little girl came up to me and started 
licking my fingers.

"What are you doing?" Dr White started screaming at Lily. "I said suck her 
pussy, not her fingers. When you're done with her, come suck me off. I'll be 
ready to go again."

Lily crawled up to me and lifted my dress up. When she was near me I noticed 
that she wasn't as badly hurt as I thought she was. There were cuts and bruises, 
but nothing permanent. I could tell, however, that she was in pain.

The little girl looked at my pussy for a while before looking up at my face. As 
she breathed on me, I could smell the sweet vomit in her breath as well the 
scent of feces coming from the back of her throat. Orange vomit circled the rim 
of her mouth. Wide gashes on her forehead started to oozed blood that covered 
her face. She started licking my pussy very slowly, not really knowing what she 
was doing. It didn't seem to matter though because Dr White was too busy 
recuperating on the toilet to concentrate on what was happening. Lily kept her 
eyes on me and I tried very hard to communicate my love for her through my eyes.

My little girl's tongue flicked against my clitoris. She started to build up 
speed. She threw her arms around me and held on to my wrists as she sucked 
harder and harder. I held back my orgasm.

I suddenly realized that the handcuffs that locked my wrists against the pipe 
were not locked anymore. Lily had unlocked it. The key was in her hands. She 
must have swiped it from the doctor while he was molesting her. The little girl 
continued to fiddle with the handcuff behind my back as she sucked me, 
pretending to hold on to my wrists to support her movements. Dr White sat on the 
toilet looking at the ceiling most of the time.

I couldn't hold it in anymore. I reached a climax and squirted my pussy juices 
into Lily's mouth. Afterwards, she wiped clean her lips. 

Before heading back to Dr White, Lily lightly kissed my pussy lips, looked up at 
me, and smiled slightly. She had succeeded in removing the handcuffs without 
making too much noise. I positioned my body so that the handcuffs were covered.

Dr White had recovered from his post-orgasmic tiredness. He spread his legs as 
he sat on the toilet and told Lily to kneel down and suck his balls. He moaned 
with pleasure when Lily started to lick him. I used this opportunity to look for 
the sharp piece of mirror the doctor had left on the tiles. I found it. It was 
about five feet away from me, so by the time I got to it from where I was, Dr 
White could probably attack me or Lily. Dr White was also a much stronger man 
than I was, so I needed to do this right.

The doctor took a handful of hair from the back of Lily's head and started 
pumping her head in and out quickly. Her muffled cries came out as a high-
pitched moan. She gagged. Fresh tears came out of her eyes. Dr White rammed his 
cock into the little girl's face. Lily was jerked back and forth so hard it 
looked as if her neck was about to snap. Dr White cried out and started cumming 
again. He kept her head still and moved his cock in and out. Lily's face went 
red. Even more tears fell down her cheeks. Semen was running out from her 
nostrils. This sight must have turned the doctor on because he closed his eyes 
and screamed out very loudly.

I stood up, lunged at the sharp piece of mirror on the ground, and ran towards 
Dr White with the mirror high in the air. While the doctor was in the middle of 
his loud orgasm, I drove the mirror's sharp knife-like tip into Dr White's 
chest. He opened his eyes, looked at the blood spilling from his chest, and kept 
cumming, ramming his cock into Lily's mouth even harder. His own blood seemed to 
sexually arouse him further. 

I took the knife out and stabbed him in the chest again, this time in his heart. 
At the peak of his orgasm, Dr White's body started to shake as the last of his 
cum pumped out. After a few moments of shaking, the doctor then slouched back on 
the toilet. His eyes shut, and all movement stopped.

Lily took her head away from Dr White and spat and breathed out all the semen 
collected at the back of her throat and in her nasal cavity. She choked and 
coughed out red cum.

I looked at Lily. She had cuts on her head and had vaginal and anal tearing. But 
she was still alive. I was kneeling near the toilet. Lily sat where she was for 
a while and started crawling up to me. I held her in my arms and tried to clam 
her shaking body. I looked at her beautiful face and wiped away as much blood as 
possible.

I kissed her lightly on her bottom lip. She tasted sweet. I hope she liked the 
kiss. Afterwards she seemed rather quiet.

This incident was something that would haunt and traumatize Lily for her whole 
life.

"I'm sorry," I whispered to her. "I'm so sorry."

Lily had her arms around my back. She cried into my left breast. She hugged me 
tightly.

"Mommy," she said to me in a whispery voice. "When I grow up, I don't want to be 
a slut. It hurts."

I smiled. "You won't have to be if you focus on your career." I held my little 
girl in my arms, happy that she was not going to make the same mistake I did.

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