Whitey

Dante could feel her body melting around him. White bitches always went crazy for black cock. When you were stuck with limp dick white boy for too long a nice hard dark cock could send her pussy into shock, which is what Dante was aiming to do. He wasn't being gentle either, slamming all of him into her, not giving her a chance to get used to the feeling.

But that didn't stop her from moaning. She might not even know it yet but she was pressing her body back against him, going from being pinned roughly against the wall to thrusting her ass back, trying to find the best angle. She still sobbed a little, but now she was breathing heavy and bucking her hips against him. He chuckled as one of his arms reached around and began toying with her now erect nipples. "Never fails, all a white bitch really wants is a big black man to fuck her right. That's why you're all so scared, cause you know once you give in you're never going to be able to handle peckerwood again." His other hand squeezed her ass roughly as he continued pounding her.
 
Luoise cried out as he first grabbed her nipple, but then the pleasure of his grip made her close her eyes, the cry turning into a moan. SHe was slowly working herself so that he ass was further from teh wall, even though her breasts a nd face remained close to it. His firm hand on her ass felt good too, she realized. Danny had never been an ass man, he refrained from grabbing or slapping it, and this new contact was both soothing and hot.

She psuhed back hard suddenly, giving in to what her body wanted - her mind quickly sinking into the lusty abyss it always found when she was really enjoying sex. SHe heard herself panting, cryin gout in pleasure rather than pain -and for a moment it sounded to her as if it were someone else, as if she were listening in on another pair fucking in the ally.

"Please . . ." SHe wanted to beg him to stop but she knew that if she continued to speak she'd be begging for osmethign else- something more. SHe pushed away from teh wall some. His thrusts were so hard that they almost hurt - and ina way did - but that onlys erved to make it all the better, to hieghten her senses. To make her enjoy it all the more.

She knew, somewhere in her mind, that if Danny foudn out that she'd been fucked by the black man he'd never touch ehr afain - but she also knew she didn't care. This was better than anythign she'd ever felt before, the big cock stretching her open, forcing deeper into her than she knew she could ever take a cock.

"Ah- Don't . . Don't . . ."

Don't Stop . . . she compeleted teh thought in her mind, unwilling to speak it aloud. Unwilling to admit how much she was enjoying this.
 
Dante raised his hand high and spanked her hard, her skirt riding up to her hips, giving him access to her alabaster ass. He heard her moan out, her hips now pounding right back against his thrusts. She allowed herself to still be pressed against the wall, but she was definitely bent over now, letting him have free run of her lower body.

"Fuck yeah, I can tell you ain't never been with a brother man, you're pussies too tight for that shit." He said between grunts as he pounded himself into her. The hand that was spanking her came up and yanked roughly at her hair as his other ripped her shirt open, grasping her tit roughly, his dick slick with her juices as he thrust himself in her. He could feel his orgasm coming quickly, and knew she was on the edge.

"What do you think now bitch? Too good for nigger cock? Huh, come on... give me another excuse to make your racist ass pay you little cracker slut..."
 
She gasped and cried out in shock as his hand cracked against her ass. It took a moment for the pain to register, but when it did tears welled again in her eyes. SHe expected another hard slap when his hand removed itself form ehr ass, and she tensed, her cunt getting tighter in anticipation - but instead she was once mroe suprised as he yanked at her hair.

She screamed in pain, her body forced back ahrder on his cock. HIs hand was rouch on her breast, and she was once again suprise when he ripped her blouse open, grabbing at her tit in her bra.

Fear registered again as he grew rougher.

"Please stop! I- you - You're hurting me!" SHrefrained form using the word nigger as he took her roughly. "You-You're cock, its too big, you're too rouch!"

Even as she pleaded wit him to be gentler another part of her hoped he wouldn't ease up. SHe was enjoying this, enjoying his hard balck cock as it rammed inside of her, enjoying the way he used her, even abused her.

She was so close to cumming she could almost feel her orgasm now,a nd she cried out. She knew her real pelasure would be given away when she came, but she couldn't help it - and she wouldn't admit to liking it. Not now. Not yet. Not while he was raping her.

If that's what you could call it, now that she was fucking him abck.
 
"No such thing as too big a cock bitch, you white women always want more. You'll be begging for black cock next time your little white power cocksucker of a boyfriend puts it in you. Look at you, you're already losing it, fucking me and you don't even realize it." It was true too, Dante had stopped thrusting for several seconds, only to have him and her realize that she kept slamming herself against his dick. She was loving every second of this, she just wasn't willing to admit it yet.

Both his hands gripped her hips. He could feel she was going to cum any moment and he sure as hell wasn't going to give her the right to tell people that she never got off. This wasn't even rape anymore, and he was going to make sure she knew she'd been fucked. He slammed himself deep and hard inside her, grunting loudly as he felt her pussy grip him harder, heard her cry out and scream in pleasure as his thick manhood penetrated her over and over again, his hands pulling her hips and ass hard hard against him with every thrust.
 
Louise gave a scream of pleasure as he grippe dher hips and pulled her back oin his cock so hard that it hurt. She was ashamed ot ralize that she had been doing all the fucking fo ra few seconds, and that he knew how much she wanted it now - even if she hadnt said it.


"Please stop, I don't wnat to cum! Stop! STOP!"

When he didn't stop she sobbed, her body so clsoe to giving in that she couldnt' take it anymore. "Stupid NIGGER!"

She used the word in frustration as she reached climax, screamign it loud enough that anyone one outseide for at least a a block or two would hear her. SHe couldn't stop fucking him though, aprticualrly as her orgasm took her, her cunt choking his fat cock, milking it, begging it to release in her.

"STO-OP!"
 
"Of course you want to come you fucking slut, you're loving this, getting your pussy pounded by my giant black cock. It's dirty as hell to you, taking nigger dick right? Fucking bitch..." He said again getting angry as she used that word. "Now you're going to cum and you're going to be ruined forever, won't ever be able to be satisfied by white cock." He said this all matter of factly as he felt her begin to cum, a long powerful orgasm building up inside her.

Dante was close as well, hell he was amazed that he'd held out as long as he had with this hot little white bitch crying and begging him. It made him harder than he'd ever been before and he could feel his dick begin to twitch as her orgasm took her, milking his cock for even more. He wasn't going to lose it in her though, he had other ideas.

"STO-OP!" She yelled as she continued to cum on his cock. "Fine, you want me to stop I will!" He said, pulling himself out of her, wrenching her back around to face him and forcing her to her knees as his cock bucked, shooting
a huge load across her face, bathing her in the pearly white goop coming out of his dark cock. Finally he was spent and she was soaked in his seed, lying there stunned and exhausted. "Tell your little peckerwood boyfriend to call you Dante next time he's failing to please you." And with that he zipped his pants up and walked out of the alley, leaving her on the ground, covered in his cum.
 
Louise gave a sobbing cry as she was bathed in cum, falling to her hands as he backed away, leavin gehr dirty, her clothes ripped. As he walked away his words stung her, and she tried to clean herself up, the taste of his cum strong on her lips.

She pulle dherself to her feet after a while, unwilling to stay in teh ally, cleaning ehrself up with ehr ripped blouse and doin gher best to cover the majority of her body.

When she got home che climbed into bed and cried.

------------A couple of weeks later-----------------

Louise sat in the driver's seat of her car, staring out the front window. SHe was back on a street she would never forget, sitting in front of a bar she would never forget. SHe felt dirty jsut being here, wrong, but she felt as though she had no other choice. She looked at her hands as she shut teh car off. They were trembling. Her entire body was trembling.

Finally she made herself get out of the car, locking it manuallya nd heading for the dirty old door of the bar. As she opened the door she flashed back to the first time she had walked through it and she felt herself turn red then go pale. It was alot like the first time, again. Everyone stared at her. She could tell that a few of them recognized her, and she had to wonder if Dante had told them what he had doen to her.

Of course, she guessed that alot of them would have knwon twhat he was going to do before she did.

Walking up to the bar she felt herself turn red with shame again. She couldn't make eye contact with the bar owner.

"I'm um . . . looking for Dante. I thought I could find him here since . . .since . . " She couldn't finsh the sentence, but the man nodded toward the back of the bar. She turned and began to make her way to the back of the bar, her head down, trying not ot feel the eyes of the men and women on her. Once again she was the only white person in the bar.

She saw his back as she got clsoe and timidly she spoke up, stopping a few feet away.

"D-Dante?"
 
Dante would think of Louise quite often in the coming couple of weeks. And they were eventful weeks for the young revolutionary. He traveled to New York with his brothers and stood in front of Wall street, chaining themselves to the doors of the New York exchange, not allowing the traders in to protest the capitalist yolk that had kept the black man a slave for so long. He'd been arrested for a few days because of that, but pressure by various civil rights groups got them all released with a slap on the wrist.

The first thing Dante did after he got out of jail was find himself a nice tight white woman, this one wasn't nearly as reluctant to take him as Louise had been and Dante had a little bit of fun with her. He'd attended a Panter meeting in D.C., listening to Huey P speak, filling himself with even more revolutionary fervor. That night he and three of his friends firebombed some peckerwood's business known for discriminating against colored customers. Finally he ended up back in Baltimore, at the same haunts he always was at.

Imagine his surprise as he sat in the back of the bar he'd been in three weeks earlier and Louise showed up, body trembling as she tried to pretend every eyes wasn't glued to her, some staring murder at her. "Well well well look at this shit. Come back to tell us how inferior we are as a people again?" He asked standing up to tower over her. "Or maybe you brought another one of your klansman who wants to get wrecked?" He said smiling evilly.
 
Louise shrunk a little, her head dropping, her face turned to the ground in shame and embarassment as she stuttered amimnite before getting control of herself.

"N-No I . . I just . . " SHe wrapped her arms aound herself, unintentionally boostin gher breasts on them. The dark green blouse crupled under her arms.

"I don't think you're inferior, I've told you that and . . and Danny's not with me . . anymore . . ." Her mind flashed to the week after she had walked into teh bar the first time, to Danny and her having sex - his anger when he realized that she was no longer sated by him. Her embarrasment when she realized that Dante had been right- his cock wasn't big enough any more.

When she'd told him that Dante had fucke dher, and that she hadn't been pleased by hic cock since then, he'd hit her, beat her even, called her a nigger lover. He'd kicked her out, and in a way she'd been happy to go.

She had stayed with friends for the next couple of weeks, until now, when she had finally come looking for Dante. SHe's slept with one or two other white men since then, trying ot prove to herself that maybe it was just Danny- but none of the others sated her either.

"He called me a Ni--" She stopped and looke dup at him, cringing some as if she expected him to slap her jsut for almost saying it. SHe could feel angry weyes on her from every corner.

"He called me a . . . he . . . .you'll hit me if I say it!" SHe cried it out desperately.
 
Dante laughed as he realized what was going on. She'd told her man, probably hadn't had a choice, that she'd fucked Dante, or at least been fucked by him. And he knew the fact that she was here meant he was right, she couldn't take white cock anymore. The old saying was true, once you go black... he laughed again as she stumbled over her words, looking around the room fearfully as she whispered her confession to him.

Dante honestly hadn't expected to see her again, figured she'd be too traumatized to even come near the place again, yet she'd purposefully walked back into the bar where she had been assaulted, where she had been forced to take black cock. "Well that's just great, I knew your man wouldn't be able to please you anymore, ask any man here, once you go black..." He said, chuckling when four other guys took up the cheer, "YOU NEVER GO BACK!" they said, raising their drinks in a mock toast to her.

"And I'm not going to hit you, just as long as you know your place bitch. Besides, none of your sniveling is answering the question in my mind, what the hell made you want to come back here?"
 
Louise trembeled as she looked back down at the ground. She gave up saying the term he had used - Nigger lover - and felt her sink further into the embarassment and shame of what she had to admit to him now.

He already knew he'd been right, that she'd been ruined by him, that she couldn't do with just some small white dick. Shebrushed some o fher hair behind her ear and barely uttered the words she had hoped she wouldn't have to say.

"I came back because . . ." SHe hesitated and let the words trail of fbefore picking them up again, "because I want you to fuck me again . . ."

She could feel the mix of outrage and amusement that swam through the room. SHe wa practically shrinking with every moent she stood before the big black man. SHe momentarily wished that she had jsut staye din her ar, or fond some black man who didn't give a shit - sisn't know shit - who would fuck her.

Of course, she hasn't done that, and here she was, in the back of the negro bar asking for the man who had raped her a few weeks earlier to fuck ehr again.

"If I'm going to be a nigger-lover I might as well go back to the source . . ."

The word sslipped out before she could think about them, and she felt outrage mroe than amusement swallow the room.

"I mean . . . I . . I didn't mean to say nig- . . . its what Danny called me I . . ."

She was quicly beginning to realize that she should jsut shut up. Her nerves were only making her say stupid things.
 
Dante watched with a bemused expression as she looked at her feet, fidgeting, trying to work up her nerve to say what everyone in the room already knew she was going to say. "Well spit it out." Dante said simply as she continued to stall.

People laughed and gasped when she said she wanted Dante to fuck her again, a couple of the men in the bar piping up to say that if anyone got to it was their turn, the few women remaining muttering angrily at this dumb white woman. Dante just smiled, looking down at this woman who a few weeks ago had sobbed and begged him not to do anything to her, now back her ready to take his cock once more.

Dante raised her eyebrow as she said the unspeakable word again, people laughing others saying that Dante needed to teach Louise some damn respect. Dante didn't say anything as she stuttered an apology out, in some ways impressed by the courage it took for her to walk back into the lion's den. But she was just another dumb white bitch addicted to black cock now. He'd fuck her again, but why not have a little fun first? "Why the fuck would I want to fuck your tired white ass again? I got my taste, and unlike you I'm hardly addicted to white cunt."
 
"I . . ." SHe didn't really know what so say to win him over. SHe looked up at him and fidgeted some. She knew the women were glaring holes at her, and he men were . .well . . some of them were extremely interested in this conversation. A few of them might even have been rooting for him to turn her away so they could have a turn at some fresh white meat.

"Because . . . I'm a white woman that's willing to fuck you and . . because I'll do anything you ask me to." SHe blushed. She realized that she sounded a bit desperate. She was taking a chance here, there were amillion things she could think of that he might suggest that would put her in an awkward position.

She took a step forward, showing abit more bravery, and then a second until she was so close that her breasts were almost touching him. And she looked up at him, trying to convince herself to continue now that she had started.

"Please Dante. Anything."
 
Dante had drifted away from her as she talked, grabbing himself yet another beer. "She'll be paying for my drinks," He said snidely as he pointed his thumb at Louise. "So what? You're a white woman who wants to fuck me... guess what cunt? Get in line. I've had at least five other white women since you left her crying over your little white power peckerwood. There's nothing special about that shit."

Most of the women in the bar had left in disgust, some shouting out that Dante was a fucking pig, one even suggesting he was an Uncle Tom. Dante snorted at that and went back to drinking his beer, looking at the small white woman shivering as he stared daggers at her. Maybe he should just give her to the other men, the ones hollaring at her right now, telling her that she could have their cock.

Nah fuck it. He'd do it, why the fuck not. "Alright bitch. Anything? I want you to suck my cock, right here, right in front of all these other people, then we'll let them decide if I should fuck you or not." The last of the women left in disgust at his comment, the men surging forward to see what would happen.
 
Louise looke dup in suprise as he told the bartender that she'd be paying for his drinks . . . but she didn't say anything. She could afford it.

When the other women left she felt herself get even smaller. Sure, they hated her as much, if not more, than the men but . . there was some common ground between her and them. Now she was lone in teh bar.

He jaw dropped when he made his demands, and she looked around, swallowing hard.

She seemed frozen in place for a long moment, a very very long moment, but then she stepped forward. She set her purse up on thebar, a little afrai that someone would steal it but . . well she figured that if Dante wanted her to pay for his drinks he'd make sure it didnt' go too far.

SHe looked up at him a moment before getting on ehr knees, her knee length skirt crumpling as it hit the floor. Her hands moved to his crotch, trembling as she opened his pants and reached in. She felt her face turning red in shame and embarassment, she could feel all of the eyes on her.

Breaking ehr gaze from his face, she looked down at his cock as she pulle dit free. The image of it hard had been burned into her memory ever since that night. How dark the skin was, hor big it was, how hard, what it had felt like. Now she'd know what it tasted like too.

Still soft, she pulled it into her mouth, sucking on teh soft head first, then taking soome of the shaft in before pulling away and licking at the head, holding it at the base with one small, pale hand.

She tied not to look up at him, she didn't want to see him looking down at her, didn't want to see what he tought of her on her knees, desperate enough for his cock that she would suck him in front of an entire bar full of black men.
 
Dante wasn't sure if he had really expected her to go as far as what he demanded. She might have been desperate to be fucked again, but he really didn't think any woman would degrade herself enough to suck him off in front of an entire bar rooms worth of people, but he was pleasantly surprised as she glanced around the room and then sunk to her in front of him. "That's right baby, time to show me how bad you want it." He said, the sound barely being audible over the hoots and hollers from all the other people in the room as Louise fished out Dante's cock, larger than most even when soft.

Dante laughed at the bright blush in her cheeks, could tell how shamed she was to be doing whatever it took to have Dante's cock again. He'd had white girls come back begging for it again, but none had been as desperate as her. He watched her head begin moving on his dick, swallowing his soft cock, quickly causing him to become more erect, forcing her to work harder at taking his wide girth into her mouth. Dante grunted slightly, not willing to let himself full on moan, make her think she wasn't doing a great job, make her work hard for it. "Is that all you got? Jesus I'd think a 'nigger lover' as you like to say would be a bit better at pleasing a black cock... I'm getting fucking bored up here..." He said teasing her.
 
Louise whimpered as he taunte dher, as the ber room was flooded with sound, all eyes on her. She turned a brighter red and pushed herself forward. SHe fought to take the extra thick cock into her mouth, forcing it in all the way back to her throat before pulling back. Using her hand, she smeared her spit down teh rest of his cock, continuing this pattern for a few minutes, getting it all slick before moving to sucking him hard and fast, pumping as much of his cock in and out of her mouth as she could as she jacked the rest of his slick cock off.

She looked upa t him after a bit, tryign to gauge how well she was doing, her mouth so full of his cock that it actually ached. SHe ven tried to force it into her throat, but she wasn't that used to it yet and she had to pull back again and again.

She tried not to notice the others around her, although the hoots and hollers made it difficult. Her other hand slipped into his pants, grabbing his balls, carressing them, teasing them. She wanted to make him cum again,s eh didn't even care if he came all over her, marked her like he did last time, humilated her. She just wanted his cock and his cum.
 
Dante grinned as she tried to protest his teasing, instead only being able to whimper around the mouth full of cock he gave her. The other men were commenting, saying Dante was being too harsh, hooting and hollering that it looked like she needed a bit more, none of them coming forward to try and fuck her though, knowing that Dante was an unpredictable bastard at best.

Dante couldn't hide the fact anymore that he was definitely enjoying having this little white bitch sucking on his prick. His hands gripped her hair as she smeared her spit all over his cock, trying to lube him up so she could handle more. He was quickly worked up to full stiffness, groaning loudly as she shoved her mouth as far on it as she could, rubbing at his balls as she did. Dante gripped the bar to keep his legs from giving out. This was the most intense blow job he'd had in ages, the type that only comes from a real desperate bitch.

"Come on babe... I got all of this for your pussy later if you can take the whole thing..." He said as he forced her head harder on his cock, his balls twitching as the first splurt of cum thundered out of his manhood.
 
Louise gave a small cry as he grabbed the back fo her head ands tarted releasing his load and with one strong push she managed to get his entire cock into her throat. It hurt, and she felt like she was suffocating for amoment, but as he released his load directly into her throat she was able to take it all, not spilling a drop.

She looked up at him, her eyes watering. Her hand continues to work his balls, and it was obvious that she felt the discomfot of his cock forced so deep n her throat. Also that she would not pull back until he wither told her to or was done emptying himself into her.

She wanted his cock in her cunt so bad.

She heard a load of cheers go up, and a few "Holy Fuck"s. Not every woman could throat 11 inches. SHe hadn't even known she could do it until jsut now.

She suddenly felt like a real whore.
 
Dante held the rest of his release back in, willing his balls to stop from filling her mouth with his spunk. It worked, for about half a second. As she continued to choke on his cock he unloaded deep into her throat, filling her mouth to overflowing with his seed. The men gathered around hooted and cheered, some making disgusting noises as cum began dripping out the corner of her mouth.

Dante could see the shame and embarrassment in Louise's eyes. He'd never felt so powerful in his life, having made this little white bitch kneel in front of him and suck all eleven inches of his hardened cock in front of a bunch of other dirty black men. Dante could tell a couple in the back had stroke themselves watching it.

Dante pulled his cock out of her mouth, causing her to gasp and stumbled forward, breathing heavily as she found herself not being choked by his cock anymore. "Whatcha think? This white bitch deserve to be fucked or not?" Dante said as he tucked himself back into his pants, grabbing his beer. "Hell man if you're not going to I will!" One man yelled, causing the others to break out laughing and holler their consent. "Fuck, whatever, pussies pussy..." Dante said as he grabbed her roughly by the arm, pulling her up and leading her out of the bar, hands grasping at her body as they went.
 
Louise turned red and shirked away from teh otehr men as she forced herself to swallow the remains of the cum, wiping it of fof her face. SHe tried not to looka t any of them as they hooted and hollered, jeered and cheered. As he taunted and asked them what to do with her she gave a small cry.

She wasn't happy when one man siad he'd fuck her, but she took alook jsut to remember him if she was cast away. SHe wasn't hough, SHe cied out in suprise as she was jerked towards the door, tripping over her own feet, grabbing fo rher purse before it was too far outa reach. It was jerked away a moment later by someone hollering about the bar tab. She gave a small sob of humiliation at her situation but didn't fight for her purse.

She looked up at Jermaine as she was drug into the street again.

"Where are you taking me? Please not into teh ally again!" SHe was trembling, but she rushed to keep up with him. SHe really did not want to anger him, really did not want him to change his mind or cast her aside. She quickly covered the plea not to go to the ally, though, "I mean, I'll fuck you wherever you want I would just . . prefer . . . I . . ."

She shut up, afriad that her words would only get her in m ore trouble and that he would tell her to get the fuvck away from him.

She needed his cock so much- not just any b lack man's but his.
 
"The fucking alley?" He looked at her, surprised. "Bitch what makes you think I want to fuck you in the goddamn alley again? Ooooh right I forgot, us black folk, that's all we do right, why the fuck would we want to have sex anywhere civilized right? Dumb bitch, making me want to smack you." He was mostly muttering to himself at this point, as he was a little lost in the moment. He couldn't believe this chick had just sucked him off in front of an entire bar's worth of people. She was definitely addicted to it now.

"Maybe I ought to fuck your dumbass in the alley again, wouldn't pay to have respectable folks see me with a white trash bitch anyhow..." He said menacingly his hand grasping her breast roughly as they walked towards his car. "We're going back to my place cunt. Get in the fucking car." He didn't open the door and practically shoved her against the car before walking to his side. He sat down and roared the engine to life. "It's about a ten mile drive, and if my cock gets soft once during it I'm kicking you out wherever the fuck we are. So you best be thinking of ways to keep me up." With that he punched the gas pedal, peeling out of the parking lot.
 
The woman cried out heach time he yelled at her, jerking ehr around, groping ehr breasts viciously. She cried out again as he pushed her against the car, and for a moment she couldn't convince herself to move, to open the door.

"I didn't mean it like that . . I'm sorry. I was jsut . . . making sure." As she slipped into the car. She looked over at him as she moved to buckle her seat belt, but as he threatend to kick her out if he got soft she decided to leave it off, leaning over the center and grabbing at his cock. She decided that she would do anything that she had to to keep him hard, she'd already sucked him off in public.

"Do . . Do you want me to show my tits?" She really didn't know what he would want, what he preffered from a woman, and though she was willing to do anything to have his cock in her cunt again, fillingehr to the brim, she had to know what it was he wanted.
 
Dante continued to mutter under his breath as they drove, her hands working his cock with a fervor, doing everything in her power to keep him from going soft. He wasn't sure if he was being realistic or not with his threat. I mean he had a wet cunt right next to him, so it wasn't like he was really going to just toss her out onto her ass, but the same time being this vicious with her made him feel powerful so maybe he would kick her out.

"Why the fuck you acting all unsure and shy now? Bitch you just sucked me off in front of a bar full of people cause that's how bad you want this chocolate." He laughed condescendingly at her. "All asking me if I want to see your shit... " He reached over and tore at her shirt, splitting it down the seam, exposing her before his large hand came up and wrapped around her breast, squeezing roughly as she continued to stroke him.

He leaned back against the seat, feeling her small hands working his hardening cock. He was definitely in no danger of going soft if she kept it up. "So you just couldn't stay away he? Needed a bit more oomph for that pussy of your now eh?" He sneered as he spoke. "White cock just ain't enough for you anymore, not after having a man like me."
 
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