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by,
CHARLES, LARS014
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eannie had turned to go back to
Ote sink for something. Jess was
siting with his back to the window,
wring not to grimace at the taste
I°- Jeannie's coffee. Out of the cot'-
nto' of xny eye, I could see Jeannie
st if Fen. Frowning, I turned my head,
"And at the same time Jeannie drop.
ved the coffee pot with a clatter
rhat could have been heard front
'<era to Christmas. "Paull" site
W•'reanied. ...
+ess and t both junxped up.
"The window!" Jeannie. cried,
"tlutside . . . "
While Jess hurried to the girt, I
shot out the back door., There, ly-
ing in a crumpled, bleeding heap
b•�toty the kitchen window, was
Farris.
Jess," I yelled, "Give me a hand
:Laity l"
ti. two seconds Jess was at Iuy
side, and together we got the kid
it(to the ;louse, He had fainted, but
;txe warmth in the kitchen and lila
4aitt that must have come when we
rafted him acted to revive hint tno-
mentarily.
Murmuring with horror and aynz-
pathy, Jeannie knelt on the floor and.
t+ested his head in her lap. Ferris
*„as nearly twenty-five years old{
b'ut lie still had the look of an. ado-
4scent about him. His clothes were
muddied and torn; lie had beet,
cabbed three times la the stomach,
Jess was crying. It was hard to
+€ whether Ferris recognized hint
or' not, but he knew me, Hia of a
moved slightly.
"It's okay, kid," I whispered to
kim. "You'll be all right. Jess ig
(wivii. Look, Ferris, Jess is right
51.01-a with you.. , :'
:.lowly Ferris turned his head.
A e was so far gorse that It was
vArrible to watch him try to more,
Hees bent over him, "You want to
(lall Ise something, Ferris? What Ig
00 Tell me,"
Straining, Ferris opened Itis
;cth. I was sweating with the ef-
�( wt of listening. At last the words
"tile: "Eyes .. eyes .. , brok-
44 . e'
Wondering, Joss glanced
I was still watching the boy on
4e floor. Finally I shook my head,
ft's all over," I said. "He's
CA vough."
Without a word, Jess sat back on
1"ois -heels, His face was dead, as
walk -like and barren of animation
1:a V erris' own,
i said, "It wasn't the police tvlto
got hi.m. He wasn't shot."
"Eyes . " Jess repeated again,
Jeannie," I murmured, "you
text, -,w more about it than I did. Hour
we,: Doe treating Ferris? Was he
x -Laing medicine, or
Aiter a lung moluditt, Jeannie,
loolteck at r,to. "Nu," shit wilispered..
"I.srot Ine1.([cine, Iia was trying
aomothing ax -L. iKypilokisilt. He
waitted to �Nx'0 Ferris through
€1N,p1Lo6--_` Site 'woi;e off, b.er face
shoe;" ed,
"I tllurlt," t +laid ,sloWly, "that it's
about'. iu.u.Li Wa maid a little ':.all Ott
Dor" I. rot op
Silently J O.-qs fokned we. If c pxtt art
hiN hot, titilag.
"I'rn culiliog ;-Lith you,", Jeannie
'mid, "Pro nut 8l)i"lg to lot you two
go (Jtit tltt!t'a a.lona."
1-Llolte of use avai S11Uch it, a ItLUod
lot tali, )it the ride across town,
All I could iixn k of A as lio" stupid
I'd bae,l. 't'bay say you shouldn't
go bac:l( ou . 'vur hunches. if I had-
n't stopped to argue with wine after
Pei ris' laiibr eak, I alight have pro-
veuted the boy's murder, 1'd avail
written MY suspicions its the editor-
iai I'd been :vwl;lxig on.
1, got tire page out of my pocket
an.d passed it over to Jess. "Look at
taxis, it's an article for the paper—
acettsiu.g• Doc Carlson of your par -
outs' murder. Now you can kick me
as hatd as you want to. I should
have gone after him tonight instead
of waiting."
We'd stopped at one of the two,
rad traffic lights in, all of Elm
Grove. Jess read the piece slowly,
silently, But all he said when he'd
finished was, "It's a little tate for
a story as good as this, isn't it?
Howtd you pick him out?"
`tAt the jail this afternoon, I hap-
-petted to ask the sheriff something
about P'erria' confession. He told me
then that tixa only one who'd heard
the coMea9ion had been Doc, We
w oc e raking Carlson's word for it
agatit ... just as we'd been taking
his word for what happened at your
house on the night of the murder."
,Toga handed the page back to me,
"Reanember," he said softly, "when
we get• there, it's my fight. Let lite
have hint ail to myself, After that
maybe IT. have a thing or two to
my'' to you,"
I. took the article silently, glanced
through, it, Then, slowly, I folded
It, placed It in my lap, and drove
on. as the light turned green,
Doo'a house vias dark when we
parked in front of it, Jess got out,
ata.titig enlotiozxlessly toward the
front door, I joined him, but when
Jeauttke tried to follow us, I said,
"You better beat it, honey, This
isn't gong to be any place for a
girl,"r
"You're not getting rid of me
now, Patti, I said I'd come with you
and I meant it."
1. handed her the article Jess had
read. "You're still working for me,
Jeatiale," I said, "and we're stilt
running a. newspaper. I want you to
take this back to the plant and have
lent set it up. Page one."
"Pa.ttl, listen ..."
I cher-ked the second paragraph
Soviet Poster Plugs "Peace" --Uncle Sam, Winston Churchill,
t;harles-DeGaulle and assorted other Ru.sSian-designated "cap-
italist warmongers" are *ar outweighed and much upset by the
strong arm of the Soviet -peace forces" its this poster done by
:Russian artists B. Yefini,av and N. Dolgorulcov, recently shown
in a Moscow exilil,it. Sag`.,, .arc' sloga.11 : "'the forces of peace are
Mvili able." (Ttie. photo and its caption material are from the
t,flicia.l Soviet photo a.getvy.)
Bal,'.j ,ager: Works InWinter—Outfielder Dick Kokos of the S
;,':suis Browns weighs a shipment of va.ive 00111pression spring
i)i(•k t1penris the lyase]>all ofd' -season in thr, ;shipping departtil,
of a cilli. q, i f, • flf' -1114 wrr"n-4lraapatay,
Held for Murder of 41 Personas'
-=Mrs. Flnora E'Pperly; A elf
Rock Island, III., arrives at the
Davenport, Iowa, courthouse,
where she was booked on a first
degree murder charge. Police
say she confessed setting the
fire at the Davenport Mercy
Hospital that cost 41 lives. A
patient at the hospital, Mrs.
with my lien. "Transpose this to the
top and cut out the last line. The
rest of it's okay,"
Jeannie took the article, angrily
jammed it into leer purse and got
back into the car. She drove off
without looking at either of us,
Smiling for the first tiuxe, Jess
murmured, "Ready?"
"Let's go."
No one answe;ed the tie[ when,
we rang', and the front door was
10 eked, Jess looked at me.
I nodded, and we started. around
the house. In the back we found
what we were searching for— a bedy-
roost window that had been left
open about a quarter of an incl;.
Jess raised it, hopped up and pulled
himself inside.
I crawled in after ilia!, cursing the
ring of fat that had soniellow grown
around my rniddle -vhen I wasn't .
looking.
We moved steadily and easily
through the bedroom, into- the Ixa[l,
the front of tate house, Clear a:wity
and finally took tip a position in
dow so we could watch the street,
Jess got out a. package of cigarettes,
offered one to. axe. Silently we lit
up. In the glow of his cigarette, I
could see Jess' fa'c'e—;tali;, 'hal la.
cable, gatint,
Softly,, I said, "vVcll, Jess, this
loolts tike the earl of rile Toad,
doesn't it:?"
"It's been 'a'.:;} ,rag;• he 111u1'.
inured.
"Y' Ball."
"YOU. 1011J,AI, 1'711. Jl Vtltled +i: 1 Cain
figave out yCt ")I, tt 1)0'%i tt.totive
was, Of cotmA� , his reason for kill.
ing I{orris wa,; clear enough. 'IIc had
to get the kid our: of the tray, fmt- "
"But where did your par;nt; conte
in?" I fi.nkshed far 111111. I 'Itat"ed at
11,a I od coal on the end of my, cigar..
ette. "That was the stumbling
'lice):, wasn't it? And yet that's just'
..xactly what should b., ve tipped axe
off. 13ocause, you s .:'. Doc didn't
"ate any motive."
Jess's lxead straliped i,t'F,uwt. ''You
::ill.• -ha killed thein for no r,easou
ail?"
i tneau," I said slowly, "Cha t
it Isn't the inacderer."
or a long thi:te Jess was silent,
Arig at ate. Then, softly, he 111ur-
ed, "I don't gat you, Paul, Will,
s gill thi"Ill, then?"
1 think you decided to take y'out'
a ,.♦`�'�.`�♦ : "3YC`:4+'' 'boa♦'�i•�.. *!y : 'y'"yc e ..�ej` '.►4•..
chalice.e' 1
H d told you all about >.�.:• r.�:',..}��_:, „��.
s
n
�,.t,.t.�.,� '�E;>';x•r•.,.:�4 ,.y,.h;.;yw, ; r`',. '. .,'?:w^. ,q}3;?'<.%"R \a
his fight with his parents, all about ° u>; ^'��"�`� �� `�. � � ��` ;v� �;yh r ti �`'^�t'R��\;" •�' off•
mow, .,w\.. \�♦ia ♦> ♦ �♦�4 a�4�,.
1;Int GI'OVC, eVOIt about h19 two " .�.,,, a,� � � '�•♦,♦ �+� � � ♦� �i�,� "� � A
C{a S 4 ayS Z e\ \� < 1 w♦♦���
closest childhood friends, Jeannie � � �. � •�`'� ,�\ � � 1 �� � i, '
��n
and me. But One thing COUId throw � ,a �.,,.. �♦ l�♦i� a,*,r�t��,•��kb
you. Mr, and Mrs. Lambert then,-
az� y4a4 a�♦ a :♦'
selves. They'd recognize their own
soil where nobody else would. And
so I think you,,tanie'• to Elm Grove
secret! two, -day's 'ago and con- �� ♦ SYS. � w♦.♦\ <.;v. , ,<:3}. i;'
fronted theist, rga when they saw
throug•11 yorl, 1yL4hjujr, you shot thein.
Ferris sawtt. 8'iit Ferris probably
,z
continued to think that you were
really his brother, You gave him ♦Y a \ E s♦i rrE £`
the gun and then you left, to appear
in town again this morning as
though Or the first time.
"Ferris was shocked, CUI1fU5ed. ♦ ,�,." w,.4� a .,,♦ '� N. • ♦w
3 � �..a.. w.
H^ ,-anted to wait . and talk LO
you, field out what had happened,
He realized that lie wasn't very
bright mentally, Maybe he had done
it himself, the way Doc and every-
body else told hien.. When his
chance to escape cattle, he took it
and -tried to get to you to find. out
Last Pony Express Rider —"Broncho" Charlie • Miller, last of
the pony express riders, fascinates Russell Messer, 4,1 ht, and
Fred Ferro, 8, with tales of the old West and a look at his owe
model stagecoach. Kids dropped in at his home to help the old
frontiersman celebrate his 1006 birthday.
Flying Saucers? Sure, He's Got 'Em.• --Most of the flying -saucer stories are a little on this va,, tae
side. But Dib R. W. Kay, above, has it flying saucer that lie built himself and that he believes
will revolutionize aviation, 1I1.4 41-inc•li, �1' -hind test tnodel rises from the ground and spills lei
a 36 -foot citele at 72 utiles ars hour. 'l': 7,11 the rine of the whirling disk open by cell tri ugad
force, making it act like a helie;r. )ler. x:y in the ail', the vauex err+, lei= 06sed and the disk
scoot aswa.y litre a whirling tali, Air 1•twce 0icisals recently ttIIrlt 0wht of Dr Tay's
r(w(flutionary flying
P
"why did You go alongwith the IYoa.
• { tw ti: 1 ^,G . x;'I� y ;i.,v ;%a"�4�yrb6You}t•Y
i�'"5..
4� 21. �fx fi,4 }ySAyx� K
C`�
a
Carlson theory if you 9uslt(atorl -Lilo
hC, C`<Tr�` ,'�,•hi uF �.,. ` ` 'Ra}
.. %'
>'";:. r i ,K,> § )„
' hiE
iiia, ilxtrctl
� �,��.; ,�,♦S�...:'., `�", s:f�.ry �
;h�> � �;
6,13'(:cau,ye I didn't sU;tp(:(;t you Un,.
.0 b ' • ' g}. h a
y s .: :
tit we cattle: Over here in the eat:
a
#4r,
}
tonight. `.I.'Ile,1 I handed yott what l"
�
thouglit was my editorial on Doo,,
r
you read it through and contplt•-
1.•. 3 4 Z'£" �Z 'Ar. ✓ '!
;' '�
nlentea the on it. But when I got.
_ _%: ; o.
`
,},F`3.,
it back, 1 Baty that I'd dredged
T
a
:dowethisig else entire; out of • m.
x,t sw,w
l•y dauined lockets. Asilly ad.
for the next week's edition. you.
.:.;
--4i
hadn't beelt alfla to see the differ...
S
st.,.r•, And 1 started thinking,
.f
Qhiietly, the boy began to laugh
.:.;
>v�rr'aIFL
♦ .;3 }'h'. >.k; .,+j. F}'Li Y..i.4f
"Well, � vhks )ere
�Ai Cll, I. SUI, lid I dp
,,P.Ci�
t s . c ♦fYr� ¢.� .::�.., :.. v9�.tt .Y.x:s: :^ c?"
`it's SUte buttnice knowiYgyou,"
'There was a tilxy snirlt of trtetat, In
the dita liglit from the street lamp
otltcida, I eoulci see the E,lcanx of a
R
♦ OQ
l tulnpad hack, swearing, as the,
toward nl u.-
shot upward tows y stor
n .N
0
�•
,4R KS '`�
a
cr ..lout I tri t ed over a small foot•-
i iP
�'t .n +{ 4 f',
�'
ha �� '•,�WU �, ?F
stool and Ni ent sprawling, and t't$'
was oil Fne like a cat. I squirmed
n t.,>
lacattle at MYface
aside as the knife
\ ; �}k;�� .4f�L;,�,f > zc. b�' �
}r .•� fY } $
to a short, vicious arc, Twisting, I.
yy �},�}�,�,}, ♦„ �',�rL,d
ixi -egrab his Slier. The
Iii i at,d to
I:nife clattered to the floor. I started.
for it, but. as I turned he lashed
wirlx his foot and caught mo
alongside of the skull. A thousand.
Off For China --Sailing under the Golden Gate Bridge, the aircraft carrier Boxer leave., gall'
lights spun across my eyes, and, t
Francisco on its way to reinforce the American Pacific fleet. The
Boxer will rendezvous with
dropped, unconscious... .
two destroyers at sea,., and proceed to waters aro troubled China.
The flat -top carries 90
Well, I thought as I woke up, they
-und
planes and a crew of 3000,
do have angels up here. Still and.
all, this fnge[ looked au awful tot
like Jearliytie, and I doubted that
I looked at hitu. "'You did, Jess,"
the trach. Well, he got to you all
angels were kit the habit of kissing
i
t said..
right, afId because he was the only
departed souls in such a pieasani:
lie started to laugh, nervously at
one who could upset the apple cart,
and tearful way.
firs grid then forcing it. Final; he
t' g y
you had to• stab him, Then you
Sighing, I glanced around. 1 was
I
stopped, and there was no sound at
called me and came over to nay
still in Doe's front room. could
all in the roost,
place. But Ferris wasn't dead.. He
see someone. huddled in the corner,
"Let's consider this business of
dragged himself all the way to my
and I could small the stinging
The
motive.„ I said softly. „In all of lite
house, and before he died, he Iran-
powder of a discharged gun.
.
world, w11e was the only otic who
aged to gasp out the one thing that
sheriff and Doe and Emmett went
''„``
could have benefitted by the Larn
lead proved to him that you weren't
his brother. 'Fye%,' he said. `Eyes
standin over the false Jess Lam-
g
])art, w -ho was holding his shattered
a >^
berts deaths. They were rich, owl!-
ors of. a. large and prosperous mill.
broken.„,
vriit and crying in a monotonous,
Who'd get their money when they
I paused. ' Fy es,' I IF"LUriIAUted.
-ate
delliler•ate way,
.:>�;y?>;
died? :;'heir soils. Ferris and you.
"�4 flyer ;las to have perfect eyes,
"So the filially of here," I slur.-
Y Y g
>I.
''
But now Ferris is dead, too.”
doesn't axe? 20-20. But tonight, you
ntured. «
Jeannie When P got
•.. .:::r>s<:;
you crazy enough to think.
,.
did an incredible thing. You could -
tell the difference between sugar
nodded.
back to the paper and. saw the
p
_�
I'd kill my own parents—for any
I'd
tilt
and salt. And you loaded your cot-
torial' you'd Ise, I tried trot
reason whatsoever?„
fee with the wrong stuff. I noticed
to waste any tithe. I knew some -
any
.i”
No, But they werelx t your par-
y
it but I drought you were just u p-
thing was tv'rong.
;'�:' ;a„! �;;?I"hy<:r^ • :'t;�a
ants, ? don't know who you are.
, n
set. Still, yott didn't complain. �'s''ou
"1'In sorry I was so rough witIL
:• s,�:':';;;�s:s,:,
t you hl L
But aren't the real Jess am-
�
tried ,.o pretend that the coffee
you, Jeannie. But
y r J ut I had to get yo,�
;:.t',,•
'`x:;w<:'�:,'"'},,:':°.<';��'.,•<.':s
Bert,
itself was bad, And later i began to
away somehow.
I think this has 'one about far
think about eyes bein • broken. That
„ „ leaned over, hug
Qll, you. Slid , 6
enough,” he started angrily,
must have meant glasses. Your eyes
ging nie. .'end I was so mad, Or -
h s ' s:
"Do Well, you can always
were so bad that you had to we
derinr; me around. But I know o e�
w f
,you?
prove ale wrong'. There'll he Artily
glasses, Glasses that didn't show.
sway to stop that
• v + 4♦ ����' }y
�^ ♦
records we ' east check. Flinger-
p tints .. .
Contact lenses, They're great, bili
you can't keep theta in all rile time.
'
Ho+v. '
"Paul Iii IFILer," she Said stera-
P K
k !
I tall you probably served with
I think that you were resting your
eyes when Ferris came to the lxouse.
ty, "will you marry tris?"
I grinned up at her, trapped. "Y'ae,
"
the real Jess La:nit)ert, I think you
knew him very well, welt enough to
IIe caur;ht you without them, rehog
„
tnSmil I said.
•^*',;
believe that you could gat away
nized you as a fraud, and somehow
stalling softly, she beta, over nth
hlis close to mine.
her
` `
with impersonating him. He'd only
]le itt•oke them. h"
"fell the boy rzlurlxlured,
p
Now what would you have donctC
<'
been twelve years old when he left
tile."
`
town. The vaguest resemblance
would do. Lambert was killed! and
Held for Murder of 41 Personas'
-=Mrs. Flnora E'Pperly; A elf
Rock Island, III., arrives at the
Davenport, Iowa, courthouse,
where she was booked on a first
degree murder charge. Police
say she confessed setting the
fire at the Davenport Mercy
Hospital that cost 41 lives. A
patient at the hospital, Mrs.
with my lien. "Transpose this to the
top and cut out the last line. The
rest of it's okay,"
Jeannie took the article, angrily
jammed it into leer purse and got
back into the car. She drove off
without looking at either of us,
Smiling for the first tiuxe, Jess
murmured, "Ready?"
"Let's go."
No one answe;ed the tie[ when,
we rang', and the front door was
10 eked, Jess looked at me.
I nodded, and we started. around
the house. In the back we found
what we were searching for— a bedy-
roost window that had been left
open about a quarter of an incl;.
Jess raised it, hopped up and pulled
himself inside.
I crawled in after ilia!, cursing the
ring of fat that had soniellow grown
around my rniddle -vhen I wasn't .
looking.
We moved steadily and easily
through the bedroom, into- the Ixa[l,
the front of tate house, Clear a:wity
and finally took tip a position in
dow so we could watch the street,
Jess got out a. package of cigarettes,
offered one to. axe. Silently we lit
up. In the glow of his cigarette, I
could see Jess' fa'c'e—;tali;, 'hal la.
cable, gatint,
Softly,, I said, "vVcll, Jess, this
loolts tike the earl of rile Toad,
doesn't it:?"
"It's been 'a'.:;} ,rag;• he 111u1'.
inured.
"Y' Ball."
"YOU. 1011J,AI, 1'711. Jl Vtltled +i: 1 Cain
figave out yCt ")I, tt 1)0'%i tt.totive
was, Of cotmA� , his reason for kill.
ing I{orris wa,; clear enough. 'IIc had
to get the kid our: of the tray, fmt- "
"But where did your par;nt; conte
in?" I fi.nkshed far 111111. I 'Itat"ed at
11,a I od coal on the end of my, cigar..
ette. "That was the stumbling
'lice):, wasn't it? And yet that's just'
..xactly what should b., ve tipped axe
off. 13ocause, you s .:'. Doc didn't
"ate any motive."
Jess's lxead straliped i,t'F,uwt. ''You
::ill.• -ha killed thein for no r,easou
ail?"
i tneau," I said slowly, "Cha t
it Isn't the inacderer."
or a long thi:te Jess was silent,
Arig at ate. Then, softly, he 111ur-
ed, "I don't gat you, Paul, Will,
s gill thi"Ill, then?"
1 think you decided to take y'out'
a ,.♦`�'�.`�♦ : "3YC`:4+'' 'boa♦'�i•�.. *!y : 'y'"yc e ..�ej` '.►4•..
chalice.e' 1
H d told you all about >.�.:• r.�:',..}��_:, „��.
s
n
�,.t,.t.�.,� '�E;>';x•r•.,.:�4 ,.y,.h;.;yw, ; r`',. '. .,'?:w^. ,q}3;?'<.%"R \a
his fight with his parents, all about ° u>; ^'��"�`� �� `�. � � ��` ;v� �;yh r ti �`'^�t'R��\;" •�' off•
mow, .,w\.. \�♦ia ♦> ♦ �♦�4 a�4�,.
1;Int GI'OVC, eVOIt about h19 two " .�.,,, a,� � � '�•♦,♦ �+� � � ♦� �i�,� "� � A
C{a S 4 ayS Z e\ \� < 1 w♦♦���
closest childhood friends, Jeannie � � �. � •�`'� ,�\ � � 1 �� � i, '
��n
and me. But One thing COUId throw � ,a �.,,.. �♦ l�♦i� a,*,r�t��,•��kb
you. Mr, and Mrs. Lambert then,-
az� y4a4 a�♦ a :♦'
selves. They'd recognize their own
soil where nobody else would. And
so I think you,,tanie'• to Elm Grove
secret! two, -day's 'ago and con- �� ♦ SYS. � w♦.♦\ <.;v. , ,<:3}. i;'
fronted theist, rga when they saw
throug•11 yorl, 1yL4hjujr, you shot thein.
Ferris sawtt. 8'iit Ferris probably
,z
continued to think that you were
really his brother, You gave him ♦Y a \ E s♦i rrE £`
the gun and then you left, to appear
in town again this morning as
though Or the first time.
"Ferris was shocked, CUI1fU5ed. ♦ ,�,." w,.4� a .,,♦ '� N. • ♦w
3 � �..a.. w.
H^ ,-anted to wait . and talk LO
you, field out what had happened,
He realized that lie wasn't very
bright mentally, Maybe he had done
it himself, the way Doc and every-
body else told hien.. When his
chance to escape cattle, he took it
and -tried to get to you to find. out
Last Pony Express Rider —"Broncho" Charlie • Miller, last of
the pony express riders, fascinates Russell Messer, 4,1 ht, and
Fred Ferro, 8, with tales of the old West and a look at his owe
model stagecoach. Kids dropped in at his home to help the old
frontiersman celebrate his 1006 birthday.
Flying Saucers? Sure, He's Got 'Em.• --Most of the flying -saucer stories are a little on this va,, tae
side. But Dib R. W. Kay, above, has it flying saucer that lie built himself and that he believes
will revolutionize aviation, 1I1.4 41-inc•li, �1' -hind test tnodel rises from the ground and spills lei
a 36 -foot citele at 72 utiles ars hour. 'l': 7,11 the rine of the whirling disk open by cell tri ugad
force, making it act like a helie;r. )ler. x:y in the ail', the vauex err+, lei= 06sed and the disk
scoot aswa.y litre a whirling tali, Air 1•twce 0icisals recently ttIIrlt 0wht of Dr Tay's
r(w(flutionary flying
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