A never-ending dream...

He probably is purring and Sanji I think is getting way too use to this sort of treatment. . .

....

And yeah, I think he would like giraffes ^__^

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Ha! That is so brilliant!

^.^ I'll see if I can whip something up for you... that picture deserves to be finished... love to the red tie! *runs off to type*

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MWAHAHAHAHAH!! I was hoping someone would take up the challenge ^____^

Don't know where the idea came from but yeah, glad I could infect other people with it.

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XD Sanji's face is great. He's looking at Lucci the way you look at someone licking the ice sculpture. And Kaku looks like a boy studying an anthill. XD!

Maybe it is a hill of Sanji fire-ants and Lucci is poking the nest with a stick...

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Yeah Kaku is all like 'you look like you've dealt with this alot' and Sanji is like 'I have...'

Poor boy ^___^

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Kaku: I warned you that your new aftershave smelled like catnip...

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*snickers*

So that's why Sanji attracts all the big, hungry kitties....

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I'm sorry, but due to the crack and prettiness of this picture Onikotsu's brain has imploded. We should have her up and running in a few hours, thankyou for your pateince and have a nice day!

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Opps ^^;

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Onikotsu is now up and running again. Unfortunantly she's had a #3286362763 error a.k.a extreme inspiration. Output should take several hours and then will be sent to you.

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*purrrrrrrrrrrr*

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This is the best thing that I could have possibly seen just after getting off of work. ^^ *sighs* So pretty. ^^

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*grins* It does make an interesting picture, I'll admit that.

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I am amused that people like this picture and situation ^___^ Honestly didn't think I'd get any responses to it. Shows how much I know. . .

Oh and so now I have to complete it to get more fics huh?

Well, I guess that could work.......

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I'd like to find something original to say, but a small-yet-crucial part of my hypocampus has just melted, thus am I incapable of making more than a few unarticulated guuhuuhuu noises ♥ I think my favorite bit is Kaku, looking down all sweet and inquisitive - though Sanji's glare is excellent as well. And Lucci...growrrrr ^__^ Oh I hope someone without a broken brain can write something nifty for this! My inspiration is on strike these days...*sigh*

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Yeah, Kaku's just enjoying the show and a little amazed at how calmly Sanji is taking it. . . .

Lucci I have discovered is fun to draw and already this picture has spawned many other ideas.

And I have I think two people working on fics and one who says she might after I've completed the picture, so it'll be interesting to see what people come up with. It's a shame your inspiration is on strike since I love your fics. Ah well, myabe I can help bring it back. . .

*starts plotting pictures...*

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Apparently even your sketches can inspire ^_^ The picture just wouldn't let me go until I'd found some half-baked rationalization for it :P

Sanji hated Water 7. Robin had been acting strangely, Sanji had gotten canal water splashed on him by passing Yaguro, the girls here Weren't Interested, and he was being assaulted by a lunatic.

"Do you like cats?" a long-nosed man asked him inquiringly.

Two lunatics, Sanji corrected himself. One of them - the one who'd knocked him over and was now mauling his shirt - was some sort of zoan-cat-bastard to boot, which was the only reason Sanji hadn't let fly with a kick yet. Luffy's example had taught him to be careful with Devil Fruit users, even the certifiably loony ones. Especially the certifiably loony ones.

"Is this...a friend of yours?" he asked the long-nosed man in as reasonable a voice as he could manage right now.

"Yes. Sorry about that. He's not big on communication, see. That means he likes you."

Sanji was torn between 'How do I go about getting him to dislike me' and 'he's nibbling on my freaking tie and you think this is somehow normal?!' Instead, he said through gritted teeth: "He's got five seconds to let go of me before I neuter him, and the countdown started four seconds ago."

"Oops, I'm sorry, here, come on Lucci, I don't think he wants to be friends."

Sanji was released; he smoothed down his rumpled tie like a mother soothing a frightened child, and then he turned on his aggressor with a snarl-

The dark-haired man was looking at him as if nothing untoward had happened, but the pigeon which had just landed on his shoulder had one wing furled at its beak as if it was trying to muffle an embarrassed cough. "I also wish to apologize for Lucci's behaviour. My name is Hattori. May we offer you a drink to make up for this?"

Sanji shut his mouth after two tries. "I'm out of here."

"You sure? Come on, the bird's right, let's go have a beer. My name's Kaku- wait! Come back! I'm certain we could all be friends!"

Sanji was already accelerating out of the alley at full speed. He really didn't like Water 7. Buncha weirdoes. 'Not big on communication' yeah right. Funny, he could almost have sworn he'd seen the guy who'd jumped him before- and above all he was sure he never wanted to see the shitty freak again!

Kaku watched the young man leave. "The end of what could have been a beautiful friendship..."

"Come on," said Lucci via Hattori, once more cold and collected as if nothing had happened.

"At least there's no chance he'll recognize you now. As anything other than the crazy-cat-person, that is."

"Better be safe than sorry."

"You really think he would have remembered you as the government agent who ate at his restaurant nearly five years ago?"

"He was younger, obviously, but we had an interesting talk about wines and then he tried to kick my ass when I mentioned what I thought of ex-pirates being allowed to set up shop. Yes, I think he might have placed me. I recognized him, after all."

There was a short, thoughtful pause.

"So what you're saying is that he's very recognizable?"

"I said no such thing."

"Oh, you meant that it's just you who would have recognized him anywhere. Yes, I can see that, no wonder you-"

"This conversation is going nowhere. I advise you to drop it."

They walked on in silence along the sunny canals for a spell.

"Great dresser. I liked his tie. So did you, right?"

"Shut. Up."

Kaku, smiling amiably, complied.

"He was pretty cute, wasn't he."

Growl.

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*squeals* Oh, poor lovely Kaku, he just wants everyone to be friends. You spread that love and joy, Kaku, like a long-nosed Easter Bunny of happiness!

... If it isn't entirely clear from the above repsonse, that ficlet was made of awesome. :D

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Lol, thanks ^_^ I think Kaku was less about spreading the love and more about keeping the peace, a habit he's picked up keeping Jyabura and Lucci from killing each other over the years :P

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YES! That is just too damn cute and now I wanna draw these three even more. . .

But I can so see that happening and that is an interesting explanation behind the pounce and Kaku is pure love, he really is.

Thank you ^___^

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You're welcome ^____^ Thogh it was mainly thanks to that lovely sketch o' crack! And if you give in to the urge to draw these three some more, I certainly won't mind anymore than Lucci really minded poucing on and molesting Sanji ^___^

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"You really think he would have remembered you as the government agent who ate at his restaurant nearly five years ago?"

Oddly enough, the first time I read this I saw this line as "the government agent who ATE his restaurant nearly five years ago", and then I had mental images of Lucci quite literally chewing the walls apart.

...

Both the picture and the ficbit are clearly full of hallucinogenic crack, and I congratulate both of you. And now I'm going to go and have a nice lie-down I think. Yes.

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Hahahaha! The crack is contagious! Though this being Lucci, I almost wouldn't put it past him to eat anything he fancies to, as long as he thinks there's something to gain from it...

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Man, I don't know who I feel worse for here, Sanji or Lucci. Probably Lucci, actually, since he'll get needled about it forever, while Sanji gets to just go home and take a shower to try to forget about that freak who jumped him. :)

This line made me laugh out loud: Instead, he said through gritted teeth: "He's got five seconds to let go of me before I neuter him, and the countdown started four seconds ago."

And the explanatory bit! Oh, Lucci. Only you would think that half-transforming and jumping someone would be a good way to make sure they didn't remember who you were. Wow.

Kaku seems so amused by the whole thing, it totally cracks me up: "At least there's no chance he'll recognize you now. As anything other than the crazy-cat-person, that is."

Also, the banter was really funny.

Thanks for a fun look at a cracktastic picture! Can't wait to see the final art,

luco_millian!

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*blinks* I'm amused that this little piece of insanity (the picture, not the wonderful fics, cause it's understandable why they would get so much love ^_^) is getting so attention and encouragement.

Honestly didn't know what people's reactions would be and now....I just wanna draw the three of them some more >_>

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I mean, it's crack. But One Piece seems to have a fair number of good crack!fic writers, so it's worked out well.

I really think my favorite part of the picture, though, is that Kaku's just sittin' there, looking at them with this curiosity, like, hey, I wonder what's gonna happen next? Love it.

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'Only you would think that half-transforming and jumping someone would be a good way to make sure they didn't remember who you were.'

Well, to give the devil his due, it DID work. Sanji certainly won't remember Lucci as anyone ominous any time soon :P Glad you liked!

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Forgive me for the poor quality but this was all I could think of. But it was very fun and I'd like to do any others that you post in the future. So here it is.

Lucci prided himself on his ability to complete a mission no matter what it was. But after so long his addiction caught up with him. It had been so long since deep red had flowed down his hands. The color was so beautiful, so wonderful. There it was! That blessed color fluttering in the wind, just tempting him. Slowly he approached it with all the stealth in his body.

Sanji didn't know what hit him as he felt himself fall to the sidewalk, only at the last moment was he able to catch himself with his hands. He saw black curls that filled his vision and he felt his tie being pulled back. He turned his head to yell at whoever this was. If it had been Zoro he might have minded as much, except that they were out in public, but as it wasn't there were several things wrong with this picture a.) they hadn't even met, b.) For god's sake, was that a tail?! and c.) he was chewing on Sanji's nice new tie!!! If something didn't change in about two seconds then the strangers legs, now positioned between his own would end up broken.

Kaku bent down observing the insanity showing on Lucci's face and the very pissed off expression on the other man's face. This was going to be very interesting.

So there you are. Sorry again for the stupidness.

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Awww, it's adorable ^_____^ And that is definately one way it could have happened. Poor Sanji, always being mauled.

I wonder what would have happened if Lucci had dragged Sanji back to the shipyard with him. I can see Kaku going "No, you can't keep him..." and Lucci doing a manly and quiet version of pouting while still holding Sanji's tie in his mouth. . .

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Oh my gosh! I can totally see that! HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!! But I'm glad you liked it.

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Ooooh, nice interpretation, love the idea of it being the colour that attracts Lucci's more animal interests. ♥

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thankyou

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Not only an awesome picture, but look at all the pretty fic you inspired, my dear. *hugs you on behalf of fandom*

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*grins* I'm happy and I think there is still one more story coming.......

I is very pleased with myself right now.

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Wee! I'll have a go!

XD

_____________Not for kiddies! =^..^= Not for kiddies!______________

Part.1.

Sanji, in the inner most private parts of his mind, finally concluded that he should have just left the shiny beli coin on the floor and told Nami that something he had bought earlier must have been more expensive than he remembered.

And now, as he was bracing himself against the floor, palm over the coin he had so foolishly tried to retrieve, he contemplated the merits of Water Seven and why on earth he possibly wanted to walk around a city that was obivously filled with psychologically unbalanced people.

It wasn't as though being hugged was something foreign to him. No, he was very familiar with the act. In fact, he was rather inclined to them...providing he knew who the hug-er/ee was, or if they were a pretty young lady with a beautiful smile.

But no, the man currently mounting him was certainly no pretty young lady. And whilst he may have been handsome, indeed Sanji had to admit that the mans eyes were something else, he also had to acknoledge the fact that his new birthday tie was now stuck in said handsome man's teeth.

Handsome Man was purring, very subtly, Sanji had to strain to hear it. And despite his vexation at the unwanted mounting of his person he was rather flattered by the attention. he glanced back, noticing a tail swishing to and fro between his legs. It certainly wasn't his, that he knew for sure. Which meant that the appendage had to belong to his new 'friend'.

His new 'friend' had begun to slowly rock his hips against his backside.

Sanji turned and gave the man a bored look.

It wasn't the first time he had be treated thus, the only difference being the state of dress and the participant.

Oh! And the friend of said humping-tie~chewing- purring-cat-man was observing them both with all the interest of a man who had discovered that his plants had just flowered and were in need of a watering.

The rock of the dark haired mans hips was punctuated by the revelation of another, more recognisable appendage.

He silently thanked any available deity that they were not in full view of any of the public.

He glanced up at their audience and raised an eyebrow. The man shrugged and looked at his companion. Aforementioned companion completely ignored him in favour of continuing his current actions.

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O_O I'm continuing in another post! ZOMG! XD It wouldn't let me post it all!

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Part.2.

Sanji was about to ask the man squatting before him if he was going to help him ant time soon when he lifted a hand, concealed a yawn and then rose and left.

Far from impressed he then chose to growl. Unfortunately the man on top of him interpretted this as some form of invitation and slid his hands from their firm grip around his middle to his hips.

He sighed and rolled his eyes shifting his knees against the solid ground and adjusted himself into a more comfortable position. Though he only did this because he could feel the strength of the grip on his waist and the power in the roll of the cat-mans hips.

It would be a shame to dismiss such attention. Afterall, he hadn't recieved any positive attention from either of the ladies and the swordsman was more inclined to play with his oversized toothpicks. That and it had been a while since anyone had shown such a genuine, albeit physical, attraction to him.

The purring rose succinctly.

He dropped his head and smirked, but did not respond. He knew these types of guy. The swordsman was one of them. Very dominance-focused. He didn't want to put the guy off after all...

...except he didn't have to.

Exactly three minutes later a young blonde woman with glasses rounded the corner with all the importance of a countess and paused.

She pushed up her glasses and looked down her nose at the spectacle before her.

"Are you being sexually harrassed sir?"

She looked almost amused in the face of this discovery. Sanji was utterly mortified. Here he was, new in town, being humped by a complete stranger in front of a beautiful woman who seemed to be taking some perverse joy out of not just the situation, but the obvious embarrassment now staining his cheeks.

He couldn't find the words. Really he couldn't. So when the man above him raised his head and hissed at her, he was unable to voice his humiliation as the Cat-man hissed and narrowed his eyes at their uninvited audience.

She smirked and left.

Sanji concluded once again that he really shouldn't have picked up that bloody beli.

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There we go ^_________^ Prezzie for Millian-chan. (hows piccy coming?)

This pic is gorgeous, please finish!

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SQUEEEEEEEEE!!!!!! OMG! You have just made my day! I am so going to have to start working on this picture after I do today's page of Legend because really......

I'm spoiled.

And I love you.

And picture is coming along nicely ^___^ I've finally figured out a background so therefore I can start colouring the characters to match.

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*snicker* Kalifa walking in on the whole thing is priceless ^___^ And aww, poor Sanji was feeling a little unloved...Getting jumped-and-humped shoudl solve that (and maybe make Zoro jeaaaaaaalous)

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@.@ I finally managed to find enough plot-bunnies to make a semi-decent story for you!

This was the last time Sanji ever bought a tie in his life.

After all, being halfway tackled to the floor by an overgrown hairball with a beard and top hat wasn’t fun… not to mention that added humiliated of the other man in the room staring at him with something akin to wonder. It was as if they hadn’t seen a human being in their lives.

But then again, noting one’s block nose and the other’s leopard tail, that probably could have passed for the truth.

But really, to think that a day that started out as normally as it had could end with the blonde on his hands and knees under one man while another watched. Interesting development.

The day had started like any other… well, if you didn’t count the Merry Go almost getting hit by a sea train and the awe of Water 7… and Sanji had been content to smoke in that alley, waiting for someone to come and explain just where Robin and that big guy had gone too. However, as he sat, staring skyward, the first of a chain of events that would later cost him his sanity, started to unfold.

A cigarette was between his lips, staining his mouth with the taste of nicotine and the calming bitterness of the smoke that was escaping his mouth with every exhale. His arms were thrown lazily over his legs which were bent as he leaned against the wall behind him. A shadow passed over him, shielding Sanji from the warming glare of the sun for just a second, but that was all he needed to tilt his head back and take in the figure of the man flying above him.

Flying…

First people were disappearing, and now they were flying…

“Usopp?” he asked himself, taking the cigarette from between his lips and tilting his head to the side. Sure enough, that man had a long nose… but since it was square...

He shook his head, pushing himself to his feet and scooping up the shopping bags he was carrying. As the ship’s chef, he had a job to do, and since no one else felt inclined to shop for food, Sanji had to.

The streets of Water 7 took him past many stands, most of which he only stopped at to compare vegetables and fish at before moving on. He wasn’t one to stop for frivolous things for himself. Nami-san and Robin-chan, however, deserved something nice, so when he stopped in at a clothing shop, he just couldn’t help but glance at the tie rack, and once he glanced at the tie rack then he just had to go over and try on that red silk tie that they had there.

That was mistake number one.

As Sanji slowly pulled it off the rack, running his fingers over it, he looked up, suddenly noticing a man with a pigeon on his shoulder watching him intently. He raised an eyebrow and quirked a half-smile at the strange man.

That was mistake number two.

He turned his back on the man to face the mirror, shrugging off his jacket and slipping off his tie before fastening the red one around his neck with quick, agile fingers that had done the action so much it was almost habitual.

Those were mistakes numbers three and four.

As he smiled at his reflection, fiddling with the tie, he suddenly noticed a presence hovering near his shoulder. As he looked up at the reflection in the mirror, he only caught the slightest glimpse of a long nose and a hat before the person grabbed the back of his shirt collar and started dragging him out of the store, leaving his shopping bags and coat on the floor by the mirror. The man pulling him out said something to the store-keeper that sounded suspiciously like ‘He’ll be back to pay for it’ to which the storekeeper just gave a wary grin before waving goodbye as Sanji tried to sputter out something around the squeeze of the tie and his collar around his neck. Finally, after being dragged for a while, Sanji regained control of his flailing legs and pushed up, ripping his collar from the grip of his assailant before he flipped over him, landing on the pavement literally seething.

“What the hell?” he grit out, shoulders raised and fists clenched angrily. He noticed the man in front of him sigh slightly as he looked past Sanji, but the blonde was too angry to care what the not-Usopp-flying-through-the-sky guy had to say.

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And here's the continuation!

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That was his sixth and final mistake of the day, for only a split second after he opened his mouth to yell at the man who had dragged him from the store, was he hit from behind by a large object, only missing diving face-first into the pavement by his splayed hands and the strong arm suddenly around his waist. Sanji blinked at the ground for a second, biting down on the dying cigarette still clenched between his lips, before slowly turning his head, feeling the now familiar pressure of his tie being pulled against his neck.

As he turned, brow furrowed and his mouth set in an angry line, he found himself face to face with a man in a top-hat with Sanji’s ‘new’ tie between his teeth. It took only a moment to recognize the man staring at him in the store, and Sanji opened his mouth to yell once again, only to have his throat suddenly close off when he saw the leopard tail lashing back and forth, the tip curled up like a cat playing with a cat-toy. Suddenly, he realized that was just what he was, a cat-toy.

There was the sound of feet shifting on gravel, and Sanji saw the not-Usopp guy crouch down out of the corner of his eye. The anger flooded back to his shocked body, and he snapped his head around to glare at the man crouching in front of him, his fingers pushing at the ground in his rage and desire to just kick the zoan-cat thing off of him. Preferably into the canal nearby.

“What the hell are you looking at?” Sanji hissed, grinding his teeth together, making the cigarette between his teeth jump up and down with the movement of his jaw. Glancing down, going slight cross-eyed in the process, he gave a little growl after seeing that the cigarette had finally died, and spit it moodily into the water.

That was yet another little mistake he made that day, for the growl and the angry action had started the man above him to slightly pull on his tie with his teeth, a purring sound escaping his throat and tickling Sanji’s back due to the vibrations of the other man’s chest.

“Your fault for getting the red one,” Pinocchio said, causing Sanji to whip his head up, jaw falling down in his shocked anger. The crouching man stood up and brushed off his pants (not like he needed to, Sanji noted, for he hadn’t been sitting on the ground). “And its silk were you just trying to get jumped?”

Sanji watched, still open mouthed as the long-nosed guy walked around him, tugging at the back of the cat-man’s tie, earning a hiss and a glare from the man still glued to Sanji’s back and fastened to his tie.

“Come now, we really have to get back to work,” he said, sounding like the man’s father. “You want Iceburg-san to fire you?”

Finally the possessive arm around Sanji’s waist released its grip and the slightly slobbery (and were those holes?) tie fell limp against his shoulder. Sanji turned around swiftly, sitting on the ground and leaning against his hands as he glared up at the men above him. A pigeon flew down from the rooftop, landing on the cat-man’s shoulder and pointing at Pinocchio angrily with a wing.

“This is work!” the pigeon said, cementing Sanji’s opinion that these two were straight out of some crack-filled storybook.

“Sure it is,” Pinocchio said gently, leading the way out of the alley he had dragged Sanji into. “Now say goodbye to your cat-toy Hattori,” he said, glancing over his shoulder.

“Ja ne!” the pigeon (was it wearing a tie???) yelled, turning around on the man’s shoulder as they stalked out of the alley, the leopard tail folding inward on itself into nothing.

Sanji open and closed his mouth a few times before yelling to an empty alley, upsetting a woman hanging laundry overhead.

“You owe me 1000 beli for the goddamned TIE!”

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