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"writing": "“I have two questions,” Niel said after procrastinating for the fifteen minutes of the ride. It was only him and Olavo in the back of the limousine. Limbani had tried to get in, but a bribe of three men, already naked, at the side of another limousine, had diverted his intentions.\n\nThe Capybara smirked. “Only two?”\n\n“Okay, I have more, but only two I’d like answered now. First off, why are we driving to a hotel if Thomas said there’s a room for him to land at.”\n\n“The room is at the hotel.”\n\n“That seems inconvenient.”\n\n“What it is,” Olavo said, “is secure. My father respects Thomas and trusts him as much as he will thrust anyone. But the possibility he will be coerced is real. With his room away from our home, it ensures that if anyone uses him to get to us, they will not be able to surprise us.”\n\n“I guess that works. My second question is: why did we fly?”\n\n“To come to Argentina.”\n\n“I mean, why fly when we can have someone teleport us here?”\n\nOlavo smiled. “And by someone, you mean Thomas.”\n\nThe raccoon shrugged. “Or someone else. I’m not picky.”\n\nOlavo studied him. “Didn’t Roland explain things?”\n\n“If you mean that Thomas can teleport, of course he did.”\n\n“And that’s all he said?”\n\n“Is there anything else to be said?”\n\n“He never mentioned that Thomas is the only teleporter? That before him, it was believed to be impossible.”\n\nNiel slowly shook his head, stunned, as the implications sank in. “Now that he’s shown it’s possible, will others be able to teleport?”\n\n“That isn’t how it works. He decides what power we will have, not us.” The capybara became thoughtful. “Thomas shows us that He can make it happen, not that it will again. He may decide Thomas is the only one that will have that power. Maybe Roland will walk out of his ceremony also a teleporter. Maybe anyone going through a ceremony from now on will be a teleporter. Or never again. There is no way for us to know.”\n\n“So… Thomas is the only person with that kind of power.” He trailed off, wondering how Roland’s brother could still be this guy who was happy to see Niel, even if they were only friend incidentally. How he could laugh with a bunch of guys around a dinner table until it all devolved into sex.\n\nHow long would Niel last with not only a power like that, but the kind of power being the only one brought? How quickly would he see other as beneath him? When would laws stop mattering, when he could simply vanish out of wherever he’d broken them?\n\n“What?” He suppressed the shudder.\n\n“I said that the statement he’s the only one comes with a qualifier.”\n\n“What does that mean?”\n\n“What do you remember of Firmin?”\n\n“He’s a badger,” Niel replied, then had to think about it.\n\nThe badger had been a resident at the Sigma Theta Gamma frat when the bat had taken Roland. As his best friend, he’d been pulled into that, and the bat had messed with his memories along with everyone else there. The badger was in many of them, but never as more than this guy who lived there. He had nothing to do with Roland, so Niel didn’t have to either.\n\n“He’s a shapeshifter, right? Liked to use that to play pranks on people?”\n\n“The term we use for his ability is Body Thief. He’s limited to people, and he needs to have access to their DNA. If he copies someone within the Society, he also gains that power.” He paused. “Copying Thomas proved instrumental in keeping Henry from getting his hands on Thomas for as long as we managed it. Making it difficult for other to be certain where he is has kept Thomas from being captured by those who would like to have exclusive access to his power, so the two of them stick close.”\n\n“That’s what Thomas meant by the two of them going to pick up the guys.”\n\n“What did you think he meant?”\n\nNiel shrugged. “That Firmin was along to recharge him, I guess. I wasn’t really thinking about the details once they talked about him getting attacked.”\n\n“I expect Firmin was instrumental there, too.”\n\n“Shouldn’t Thomas find more people who can copy him and his power, then?”\n\n“Body Thief is a rare ability, and not everyone copies powers along with the body. Firmin is the only one alive who does so. I only know of one copycat, but he’s… politically complicated for Thomas to approach.”\n\nNiel didn’t like that hesitation. Thomas wasn’t someone who seemed to worry about approaching anyone other than one group. “Let me guess. He’s a Lewiston who’s still loyal to that Raphael jerk.”\n\n“No, but that’s related to Thomas’s reluctance to approach him.” Olavo leveled his gaze on Niel. “And don’t make a habit of referring to an elder as a ‘jerk’, even if it is warranted. The Society is large and political. You never know who around you might feel a sense of duty toward the elder you are insulting. Some of the guys now at the frat don’t have the antagonism with Raphael that you and some of us share through knowing Thomas.”\n\n“Noted. Then, I guess the answer to the question is that Thomas was too busy with more important people to ferry us here.”\n\nOlavo chuckled. “More that I don’t want to take advantage of a friend. And you have to admit that flying comes with its own perks.”\n\n“Sure, when it’s a private jet owed by your father,” Niel agreed, laughing.\n\n* * * * *\n\nWhen Olavo called where they were going to a hotel, Niel envisioned a fifteen story building of concrete and glass. Clean, elegant, and, like many in Minneapolis, sterile looking from the outside.\n\nWhat he got was a three story building with wings on each side of the entrance that stretched well off into the distance. The facade was rough cut stones in brown, red and gray. The windows had shutters, and a monkey with black and golden fur, dressed in a bellhop uniform straight out of the early nineteen hundreds, opened the limousine’s door.\n\nVacation resort was the only word Niel could come up with to identify what this was.\n\nOlavo and the bellhop spoke in Spanish, with Medeiros as the only word, other than Olavo’s name, Niel understood.\n\nNiel followed the capybara to the front desk, where he spoke with a tapir on the other side. With a few words, she handed him a keycard.\n\n“We own the hotel,” Olavo explained, heading for the elevator.\n\n“Shouldn’t you have a master code, then?”\n\nThe capybara chuckled. “This might not be the United States, but we still have privacy laws. Only the manager has the master code. And my uncle isn’t on the property today.”\n\nThey exited the elevator on the third floor, and the sounds of moaning and grunting increased as they approached a door.\n\n“I guess Lim got here before us.”\n\n“No.” Olavo unlocked the door and entered. “His driver was instructed to take an hour longer than needed. I doubt he’ll complain, considering the company he’s spending that time in.” An older capybara had a rat pinned to the bed and was fucking him hard. “It wouldn’t do for him to interrupt my father. Felix?” he asked, on noticing the annoyed, naked otter, sitting in the plush chair. “What are you doing here?”\n\n“No one told us there’d be someone here to recharge him.” The otter motioned to the bed.\n\n“Thomas knew,” Olavo pointed out.\n\n“Well, he didn’t say.”\n\nNiel pointed to the rat on the bed sounding like he was loving getting plowed, then realized that it had to be Firmin.\n\n“It’s good you’re here.” Olavo took off his pants. “I can make sure you’re fully recovered.”\n\n“What happened?” Felix asked with a smirk. “You don’t trust your current frat mates to have done a good job? You haven’t whipped them up to perfection in the couple of months since the start of the school year? What happened to the great Olavo, future ruler of Argentina and his need to get perfection out of everyone, especially himself?”\n\n“You will address my son with the respect he is due,” the elder capybara said, hardly panting as he pounded the rat.\n\nFelix rolled his eyes. “If a brother has a problem with what I’m saying, he knows exactly how to shut me up.”\n\nOlavo pulled the otter’s legs over his shoulders. “Fucking you’s more effective. But don’t worry, I’m sure Niel will be happy to shove his cock in an impertinent otter’s mouth before my father decides to make him regret ever opening it.”\n\nNiel grinned at Felix, cock already out, and in the muzzle before the protests could form. Once he was done with the otter’s muzzle, he experienced the elder Medeiros. He decided that if the man represented the kind of skills older men gained over the years, he’d have to get to know more of them.\n\n* * * * *\n\nNiel stood at the head of the bed as sex began on it, trying to figure out what this had felt like. This was his first time teleporting, and no one had given him a primer ahead of time. Felix and Limbani had given him a look as they ignored his question that worried him, and they each took hold of Firmin, in Thomas’s body. He’d prepared himself for something, anything, or so he’d thought.\n\nHe certainly hadn’t been ready for this.\n\nThey had been in Argentina, in the same room they’d had sex in, then here. There had been no fading out and in, no vertigo, no… there had been nothing. There might have been an instant of blankness, but it might have been Niel blinking.\n\nThe door opened, and a red panda looked in and said something in what Niel guessed was Chinese. Limbani paused in fucking Firmin only long enough to reply in the same language. Niel only made out Hertz from it, but he was busy staring at the monkey. How many languages did Limbani speak, and how was it he’d never bragged about it?\n\nThe door closed, and Niel looked the room over.\n\nIt was large and could be in any North American hotel. A king-size bed, a bedside table on each side, with a lamp on them. A dresser with a desk next to it. The television was part of the wall over the dresser. A partially open door showed a decent size bathroom; small, after experiencing the Medeiros’, but his dorm room had a smaller one.\n\nWhen Limbani rolled off the rat, Olavo offered for Niel to have a turn, but he shook his head. Knowing this was Firmin didn’t change the fact that he saw his best friend’s brother lying there, waiting for the next cock. He’d have to check with Roland before the idea of fucking a copy of Thomas felt acceptable.\n\nSince he wasn’t going to take part, and he didn’t want to leave and get lost, he took out his phone and turned to pull a chair, only for the door to slam open, then he was on the bed from a body impact, with arms holding him tight enough to crush his ribs.\n\n“Fuck, I missed you,” Roland said, then kissed Niel hard.\n\nNiel hugged and kissed his best friend back, hand on his ass—bare ass. Niel was naked, since Firmin had teleported them as soon as Ezequiel was done fucking Niel, but he’d expected Roland would have been out and about, and dressed.\n\nNiel pushed Roland so he could look at his upper body. “You’ve put on mass. More than I expected. You didn’t look this buff in the last video.”\n\n“Do you have any idea what’s possible with magic?” Roland said and continued before Niel could reply. “I mean, nothing like what Madoc gives, but still. And I’ve had a lot of time between that, the sex, and teaching the guys my age to play football. We’ve had to settle on touch football, but in the local dialect, it translates closer to grope football, which is better, anyway. They’re not actually good at the football part, but they have the groping down.”\n\n“Breathe,” Niel exclaimed with a laugh. “I’m not leaving anytime soon. No need to fill in weeks of stuff right now.”\n\nRoland hugged him again. “I’m so glad you made it. Oh!” he pulled the raccoon up with him. “I have to introduce you to someone.” Eric and Nadia Hertz stood in the doorway. Eric wore a light suit, while Nadia was in a light summer dress. Niel maneuvered Roland between him and them, suddenly quite conscious of his nakedness.\n\n“Can I get something to wear?” he whispered. “My clothes were left in Argentina.”\n\nRoland laughed. “Come on. You think you’re the first naked guy my parents have seen? We’ve lived here for two years.” He motioned to the sex happening on the bed, which his parents didn’t seem to pay attention to. “Anyway, you have to meet Milton, my baby brother.”\n\nNadia beamed as she showed Niel the bundle in her arms.\n\n“It’s going to be so cool teaching him everything I know,” Roland said, offering his brother his finger.\n\n“Maybe you’ll wait until he’s older,” Nadia said, chuckling. “Like, once he’s able to hold on to the ball?”\n\n“I can start teaching him the theory before he can grab balls, mom.”\n\nNiel held back the laugher at the goofy adoration on Roland’s face as Milton moved his finger to his mouth. Hopefully, there wouldn’t be any of the awkward longing that had marked Roland and Thomas’s teen years between these two brothers.\n\nFor all the wrongs the bat had done, and just from what Niel remembered, he had done a lot of them. Getting Roland and Thomas to be honest about how they felt toward one another had been a good thing.\n\n“It’s good to see you again, Niel.” Eric offered his hand, looking Niel over appreciatively. The raccoon blushed as he shook it. “And I believe I also need to welcome you within His family. Thomas mentioned you were a follower when he called to let us know things were happening tonight, but he didn’t give any details.”\n\n“Turns out there’s this group who keeps to themselves, and my biological father is one of them. My dad can’t have kids, so he went to him.” Niel hesitated, then decided he wasn’t ready to explain the relationships involved. “And with them, all that had to happen was for me to have sex with a guy in that group and here I am, now officially one of those who needs sex the way I used to need food.”\n\n“Nothing changed then,” Roland said, grinning at Niel as he untangled his finger.\n\n“No, like, I starve if I don’t have sex once a day.”\n\n“That is so cool,” Roland said, and leaned in. “Have you eaten yet?”\n\nNiel started to explain, again, that he needed sex, not food, but the suggestiveness of the tone registered, as did the mischievous expression. “What are you up to?”\n\n“You’re running out of time before this ass goes off limit.” \n\n“You said—” Niel closed his muzzle. He was not talking about this with his friend’s parents around. It didn’t matter how open about sex they were; there were things you didn’t discuss. “We are going to need a room. I am not fucking you in front of your family.”",
"writing_bbcode_parsed": "“I have two questions,” Niel said after procrastinating for the fifteen minutes of the ride. It was only him and Olavo in the back of the limousine. Limbani had tried to get in, but a bribe of three men, already naked, at the side of another limousine, had diverted his intentions.
The Capybara smirked. “Only two?”
“Okay, I have more, but only two I’d like answered now. First off, why are we driving to a hotel if Thomas said there’s a room for him to land at.”
“The room is at the hotel.”
“That seems inconvenient.”
“What it is,” Olavo said, “is secure. My father respects Thomas and trusts him as much as he will thrust anyone. But the possibility he will be coerced is real. With his room away from our home, it ensures that if anyone uses him to get to us, they will not be able to surprise us.”
“I guess that works. My second question is: why did we fly?”
“To come to Argentina.”
“I mean, why fly when we can have someone teleport us here?”
Olavo smiled. “And by someone, you mean Thomas.”
The raccoon shrugged. “Or someone else. I’m not picky.”
Olavo studied him. “Didn’t Roland explain things?”
“If you mean that Thomas can teleport, of course he did.”
“And that’s all he said?”
“Is there anything else to be said?”
“He never mentioned that Thomas is the only teleporter? That before him, it was believed to be impossible.”
Niel slowly shook his head, stunned, as the implications sank in. “Now that he’s shown it’s possible, will others be able to teleport?”
“That isn’t how it works. He decides what power we will have, not us.” The capybara became thoughtful. “Thomas shows us that He can make it happen, not that it will again. He may decide Thomas is the only one that will have that power. Maybe Roland will walk out of his ceremony also a teleporter. Maybe anyone going through a ceremony from now on will be a teleporter. Or never again. There is no way for us to know.”
“So… Thomas is the only person with that kind of power.” He trailed off, wondering how Roland’s brother could still be this guy who was happy to see Niel, even if they were only friend incidentally. How he could laugh with a bunch of guys around a dinner table until it all devolved into sex.
How long would Niel last with not only a power like that, but the kind of power being the only one brought? How quickly would he see other as beneath him? When would laws stop mattering, when he could simply vanish out of wherever he’d broken them?
“What?” He suppressed the shudder.
“I said that the statement he’s the only one comes with a qualifier.”
“What does that mean?”
“What do you remember of Firmin?”
“He’s a badger,” Niel replied, then had to think about it.
The badger had been a resident at the Sigma Theta Gamma frat when the bat had taken Roland. As his best friend, he’d been pulled into that, and the bat had messed with his memories along with everyone else there. The badger was in many of them, but never as more than this guy who lived there. He had nothing to do with Roland, so Niel didn’t have to either.
“He’s a shapeshifter, right? Liked to use that to play pranks on people?”
“The term we use for his ability is Body Thief. He’s limited to people, and he needs to have access to their DNA. If he copies someone within the Society, he also gains that power.” He paused. “Copying Thomas proved instrumental in keeping Henry from getting his hands on Thomas for as long as we managed it. Making it difficult for other to be certain where he is has kept Thomas from being captured by those who would like to have exclusive access to his power, so the two of them stick close.”
“That’s what Thomas meant by the two of them going to pick up the guys.”
“What did you think he meant?”
Niel shrugged. “That Firmin was along to recharge him, I guess. I wasn’t really thinking about the details once they talked about him getting attacked.”
“I expect Firmin was instrumental there, too.”
“Shouldn’t Thomas find more people who can copy him and his power, then?”
“Body Thief is a rare ability, and not everyone copies powers along with the body. Firmin is the only one alive who does so. I only know of one copycat, but he’s… politically complicated for Thomas to approach.”
Niel didn’t like that hesitation. Thomas wasn’t someone who seemed to worry about approaching anyone other than one group. “Let me guess. He’s a Lewiston who’s still loyal to that Raphael jerk.”
“No, but that’s related to Thomas’s reluctance to approach him.” Olavo leveled his gaze on Niel. “And don’t make a habit of referring to an elder as a ‘jerk’, even if it is warranted. The Society is large and political. You never know who around you might feel a sense of duty toward the elder you are insulting. Some of the guys now at the frat don’t have the antagonism with Raphael that you and some of us share through knowing Thomas.”
“Noted. Then, I guess the answer to the question is that Thomas was too busy with more important people to ferry us here.”
Olavo chuckled. “More that I don’t want to take advantage of a friend. And you have to admit that flying comes with its own perks.”
“Sure, when it’s a private jet owed by your father,” Niel agreed, laughing.
* * * * *
When Olavo called where they were going to a hotel, Niel envisioned a fifteen story building of concrete and glass. Clean, elegant, and, like many in Minneapolis, sterile looking from the outside.
What he got was a three story building with wings on each side of the entrance that stretched well off into the distance. The facade was rough cut stones in brown, red and gray. The windows had shutters, and a monkey with black and golden fur, dressed in a bellhop uniform straight out of the early nineteen hundreds, opened the limousine’s door.
Vacation resort was the only word Niel could come up with to identify what this was.
Olavo and the bellhop spoke in Spanish, with Medeiros as the only word, other than Olavo’s name, Niel understood.
Niel followed the capybara to the front desk, where he spoke with a tapir on the other side. With a few words, she handed him a keycard.
“We own the hotel,” Olavo explained, heading for the elevator.
“Shouldn’t you have a master code, then?”
The capybara chuckled. “This might not be the United States, but we still have privacy laws. Only the manager has the master code. And my uncle isn’t on the property today.”
They exited the elevator on the third floor, and the sounds of moaning and grunting increased as they approached a door.
“I guess Lim got here before us.”
“No.” Olavo unlocked the door and entered. “His driver was instructed to take an hour longer than needed. I doubt he’ll complain, considering the company he’s spending that time in.” An older capybara had a rat pinned to the bed and was fucking him hard. “It wouldn’t do for him to interrupt my father. Felix?” he asked, on noticing the annoyed, naked otter, sitting in the plush chair. “What are you doing here?”
“No one told us there’d be someone here to recharge him.” The otter motioned to the bed.
“Thomas knew,” Olavo pointed out.
“Well, he didn’t say.”
Niel pointed to the rat on the bed sounding like he was loving getting plowed, then realized that it had to be Firmin.
“It’s good you’re here.” Olavo took off his pants. “I can make sure you’re fully recovered.”
“What happened?” Felix asked with a smirk. “You don’t trust your current frat mates to have done a good job? You haven’t whipped them up to perfection in the couple of months since the start of the school year? What happened to the great Olavo, future ruler of Argentina and his need to get perfection out of everyone, especially himself?”
“You will address my son with the respect he is due,” the elder capybara said, hardly panting as he pounded the rat.
Felix rolled his eyes. “If a brother has a problem with what I’m saying, he knows exactly how to shut me up.”
Olavo pulled the otter’s legs over his shoulders. “Fucking you’s more effective. But don’t worry, I’m sure Niel will be happy to shove his cock in an impertinent otter’s mouth before my father decides to make him regret ever opening it.”
Niel grinned at Felix, cock already out, and in the muzzle before the protests could form. Once he was done with the otter’s muzzle, he experienced the elder Medeiros. He decided that if the man represented the kind of skills older men gained over the years, he’d have to get to know more of them.
* * * * *
Niel stood at the head of the bed as sex began on it, trying to figure out what this had felt like. This was his first time teleporting, and no one had given him a primer ahead of time. Felix and Limbani had given him a look as they ignored his question that worried him, and they each took hold of Firmin, in Thomas’s body. He’d prepared himself for something, anything, or so he’d thought.
He certainly hadn’t been ready for this.
They had been in Argentina, in the same room they’d had sex in, then here. There had been no fading out and in, no vertigo, no… there had been nothing. There might have been an instant of blankness, but it might have been Niel blinking.
The door opened, and a red panda looked in and said something in what Niel guessed was Chinese. Limbani paused in fucking Firmin only long enough to reply in the same language. Niel only made out Hertz from it, but he was busy staring at the monkey. How many languages did Limbani speak, and how was it he’d never bragged about it?
The door closed, and Niel looked the room over.
It was large and could be in any North American hotel. A king-size bed, a bedside table on each side, with a lamp on them. A dresser with a desk next to it. The television was part of the wall over the dresser. A partially open door showed a decent size bathroom; small, after experiencing the Medeiros’, but his dorm room had a smaller one.
When Limbani rolled off the rat, Olavo offered for Niel to have a turn, but he shook his head. Knowing this was Firmin didn’t change the fact that he saw his best friend’s brother lying there, waiting for the next cock. He’d have to check with Roland before the idea of fucking a copy of Thomas felt acceptable.
Since he wasn’t going to take part, and he didn’t want to leave and get lost, he took out his phone and turned to pull a chair, only for the door to slam open, then he was on the bed from a body impact, with arms holding him tight enough to crush his ribs.
“Fuck, I missed you,” Roland said, then kissed Niel hard.
Niel hugged and kissed his best friend back, hand on his ass—bare ass. Niel was naked, since Firmin had teleported them as soon as Ezequiel was done fucking Niel, but he’d expected Roland would have been out and about, and dressed.
Niel pushed Roland so he could look at his upper body. “You’ve put on mass. More than I expected. You didn’t look this buff in the last video.”
“Do you have any idea what’s possible with magic?” Roland said and continued before Niel could reply. “I mean, nothing like what Madoc gives, but still. And I’ve had a lot of time between that, the sex, and teaching the guys my age to play football. We’ve had to settle on touch football, but in the local dialect, it translates closer to grope football, which is better, anyway. They’re not actually good at the football part, but they have the groping down.”
“Breathe,” Niel exclaimed with a laugh. “I’m not leaving anytime soon. No need to fill in weeks of stuff right now.”
Roland hugged him again. “I’m so glad you made it. Oh!” he pulled the raccoon up with him. “I have to introduce you to someone.” Eric and Nadia Hertz stood in the doorway. Eric wore a light suit, while Nadia was in a light summer dress. Niel maneuvered Roland between him and them, suddenly quite conscious of his nakedness.
“Can I get something to wear?” he whispered. “My clothes were left in Argentina.”
Roland laughed. “Come on. You think you’re the first naked guy my parents have seen? We’ve lived here for two years.” He motioned to the sex happening on the bed, which his parents didn’t seem to pay attention to. “Anyway, you have to meet Milton, my baby brother.”
Nadia beamed as she showed Niel the bundle in her arms.
“It’s going to be so cool teaching him everything I know,” Roland said, offering his brother his finger.
“Maybe you’ll wait until he’s older,” Nadia said, chuckling. “Like, once he’s able to hold on to the ball?”
“I can start teaching him the theory before he can grab balls, mom.”
Niel held back the laugher at the goofy adoration on Roland’s face as Milton moved his finger to his mouth. Hopefully, there wouldn’t be any of the awkward longing that had marked Roland and Thomas’s teen years between these two brothers.
For all the wrongs the bat had done, and just from what Niel remembered, he had done a lot of them. Getting Roland and Thomas to be honest about how they felt toward one another had been a good thing.
“It’s good to see you again, Niel.” Eric offered his hand, looking Niel over appreciatively. The raccoon blushed as he shook it. “And I believe I also need to welcome you within His family. Thomas mentioned you were a follower when he called to let us know things were happening tonight, but he didn’t give any details.”
“Turns out there’s this group who keeps to themselves, and my biological father is one of them. My dad can’t have kids, so he went to him.” Niel hesitated, then decided he wasn’t ready to explain the relationships involved. “And with them, all that had to happen was for me to have sex with a guy in that group and here I am, now officially one of those who needs sex the way I used to need food.”
“Nothing changed then,” Roland said, grinning at Niel as he untangled his finger.
“No, like, I starve if I don’t have sex once a day.”
“That is so cool,” Roland said, and leaned in. “Have you eaten yet?”
Niel started to explain, again, that he needed sex, not food, but the suggestiveness of the tone registered, as did the mischievous expression. “What are you up to?”
“You’re running out of time before this ass goes off limit.”
“You said—” Niel closed his muzzle. He was not talking about this with his friend’s parents around. It didn’t matter how open about sex they were; there were things you didn’t discuss. “We are going to need a room. I am not fucking you in front of your family.”",
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