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Author’s note: I do not condone street racing. This is illegal and unsafe. Take the racing to their appropriate venues: drag strip, road racing tracks and/or autocross events.

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‘…I don’t know how long it’ll take to get this thing up and running again. Maybe half and hour more to an hour, tops. If not, I’m going home even if this isn’t done, hun,’ Lawrence said to his angel on the other end of the line. ‘Okay, don’t stay too long. Try not to be too late for Tom’s party, ‘kay? Oh, and Faye called earlier that she could pass by and offer me a ride to Tom’s, would that be okay?’ Anna asked. ‘That’s no problem. See you at the party later then. Love you.’

He replied. ‘Love you too.’ And they hung up.

Anna was Lawrence’s fiancé and they lived together at Lawrence’s place. She is in her late 20’s, a practicing general physician and currently studying to specialize in internal medicine. Lawrence is in his mid-20’s and is a head Systems Analyst for this rather well-established information technology and communications company. He has fair complexion, short brown hair, well, long enough for his bangs to cover his eyes but he manages to wear it neatly. Anna would say he is handsome and looked… boyish, young, innocent and harmless. Of course she knows that he is just the opposite which she finds really sexy, among many other of his traits. He is not rich like those oil-tycoons in Houston however money wasn’t a problem for him. He is responsible and keeps his expenses and life-style in-check. Living a simple life. Sometimes, treating Anna and himself to some extravagance.

His best friends, Tom and Faye, on the other hand, were rich… and lived it. Having a business, more like a huge corporation, which controls or owns several other corporations. How people achieve this… *shrug*. *cough* Inheritance. *cough* Tom and Faye were hosting a party for some bankers/businesspeople at his estate. And invited Lawrence and Anna and some other good friends along.

Lawrence returned to his task, getting the company server back online. It was a Saturday. He was just called in as a favor. He didn’t mind much. Until Tom phoned him an invitation about a few hours ago. ‘Damn thing. Just run properly already so I could go!’ he hissed at the terminal. Surprisingly, after re-writing a few scripts, the server started up and run good again.

Relieved. Closed the books and placed them back on their appropriate shelves, he walked quickly out of the ‘server control room,’ informed the few who were working that it’s back ‘up and running’ and made his way to the elevator down to his sleek black sports car and drove off straight to Tom’s since Anna said she was hitching a ride with Faye.

Lawrence was just cruising as usual right at the speed limit. Windows down and stereo turned up just enough for him to hear it amidst the wind noise. It was a fine day. Slightly overcast. Traffic was light. Pleasant day for a drive actually. Traffic light about 300 meters up turned yellow then red. Lawrence decelerated to a gentle stop.

Twiddling his thumbs on the steering wheel waiting for the green, he glanced at his right side view mirror and saw a sleek yellow Corvette coming up. ‘Wow, now THAT’s a car,’ he thought to himself. A few moments later the sports car came to a stop next to him. He noticed the badging ‘Z06’ on the front fenderwell of the Corvette. He looked at the driver and was pleasantly surprised. A very pretty lady, seemingly in her mid-20’s. Fine, long, flowing, light brown hair tied up in a rather intricate bun leaving a short pony tail. Well, since her windows were down too…. ‘Nice car,’ Lawrence smiled at the lady. She smiled back, ‘Thanks. Yours is pretty hot too. Wanna race?’ Momentarily shocked, Lawrence glanced at the traffic light, still lit red, and looked back at the pretty girl in the ‘vette, ‘Sure. On green..’ Lawrence turned his stereo off and adjusted the settings on his car’s electronic boost controller, slightly raising the maximum boost setting of his twin-turbos. ‘Hey, I’ll need whatever I can to run with THAT car,’ he thinks to himself, smiling.

Both cars revving, waiting for the green. Light turns green, both cars launch off the line like bats out of hell. Lawrence’s car with all-wheel-drive has an instant advantage in stop-and-go racing and he instantly pulls ahead of the Corvette with her front bumper in-line with his rear bumper. Turns out she was quite skilled and launched her high-horsepowered sports car perfectly and not overly spinning her rear wheels. He kicks the clutch quickly and hard and simultaneously pulls the gear to second. He hears the sweet, loud roar of the Corvette do the same a moment later. He glances at his mirror and sees the Corvette starting to slowly pull alongside him. Both hit third gear. Each shifting precisely and well-practiced. Both cars are now alongside each other. *BEEP!!!* Radar detector in the Corvette goes off, quite loudly that Lawrence also hears it and both cars brake hard. Surely, being caught going close to 100 in a 45 isn’t what either of them had in mind. She winks at him, blows him a kiss and quickly turns into the first right. Mixed feelings running through him at the moment: excitement, lust, worry… his first concern however was to get off the road. He changed lanes and turned into the next right. He turned to double back to look for her to no avail. A bit disappointed, he just shrugged it off and continued to Tom’s ‘castle,’ as he called it.

As he pulled into Tom’s estate, parked among the Jaguars, Mercedes, BMWs and Caddilacs he noticed a yellow Corvette Z06. Lawrence snickered to himself.

As Lawrence stepped in the room, he went straight to Tom with a warm greet and their childhood special handshake. ‘Heya bud. How’s it going? Thanks for coming. I’ll be with ya in a sec. tho, just need to tend to some work..’

‘Sure, Tom, no prob.,’ Lawrence replied. ‘Have some drinks and try to enjoy. Oh, Faye and Anna are not back yet. Maybe the two went of shopping or something.’ Both laughed.

Lawrence made his way out to the patio and saw this girl leaning slightly on the concrete rail. He took another glass of Champagne from the waiter and walked to her. She was beautiful. No words could make for a better description. About 5’7,’ fair complexion, *great* figure and ample breasts. She was clad in a simple, blood red, one-piece dress with a short-sleeved red blazer of the same thin material. Skirt, mid-thigh length, which hugged her waist but flowed quite loose and freely. Beautiful lean legs and red-painted toe nails. in red thin-strap sandals with thin 2′ heels. What a sight.

He walked up to her, ‘nice driving,’ as he offered the glass of champagne. She looked at him, smiled warmly and took the glass, ‘Why, thank you. You did quite well yourself..’ She continued, ‘I don’t pick races often. I was just excited on something new I put into it. Just wanted to know how the increased performance would feel like..’

‘And?’ he asked. ‘Well, it felt pretty good. *Really* good. Oh, god,’ she couldn’t help but smile. He sipped his wine and *accidentally* unintentionally glanced at her breasts. She wasn’t wearing a bra. Her nipples prominent under the thin fabric. No kidding she was excited. THAT kind of excited. He took another sip at his wine and looked up at her. He was caught, ‘I’m sorry. Was just admiring the view..’ She smiled seductively at him, ‘And?’

‘I’m Very impressed and quite embarrased,’ he laughed slightly. She just kept smiling that seductive smile at him, ‘Show me around this… palace.’ and she led the way. He quickly followed and placed his right hand on the small of her back as they made their way back into the function room, through the crowd and up the big carpeted curved stairway. His hand daring and slightly caressing her firm derriére. She didn’t seem to mind and, since she was walking ahead, he couldn’t see the smile on her face.

‘Well, this is the billard room,’ he said as he turned the knob and opene
d one of the doors. They both stepped in and he closed the door behind them. It was a grand room. High ceiling. Intricate chandelier. Paintings on the wall. Expensive wooden furniture around. A couple of big windows with their drapes tied to the sides. She jumped up and sat on the side of the pool table. Crossed her legs, sipped her wine, put her glass on the table and gracefully slid her blazer off, ‘Well…?’ Lawrence was standing at the door, in awe. ‘Well…’ he walked slowly toward her, …’ where else did you want me to take you?’ She smiled at him seductively, ‘Oh, you know where.’ and uncrossed her legs as he came close. He put his hands on her thighs and slowly slid them up her sides over the soft, smooth dress. She held his face, pulled him close and they kissed each other deeply, passionately. His hands moving up to her ample breasts, caressing. Teasing her hard nipples through the thin fabric of her dress. She was moaning with pleasure. He broke their kiss and gently licked and sucked her neck, her shoulder, gently pulled the spaghetti strap off her shoulder and freeing her breast. Beautiful firm breast with a pink areola and nipple pointing at him. She was perfect. He slowly licked and kissed around her nipple, teasing her further. Her breathing erratic and moans getting louder. He took her nipple into his mouth and sucked hard while flicking his tounge. She gasped and moaned loudly in pleasure. He slowly slipped the other strap off her shoulder and freed her other breast. Then feasted himself to, in his opinion, the most perfect set of breasts he’s ever seen. She was in extacy and enjoying every single moment of it. Moaning loudly and pulling his head, making him have more and more of her breasts. He kissed down her lean tummy and circling her navel.

He moved down and licked and kissed her knees, slowly up the inner of her thighs while slowly slding her short skirt up. She moved her arms back, leaned back and lifted herself to help him slide her skirt up. No panties and a cleanly shaved pussy. He looked up at her and smiled then licked the inner of her thighs up to her pussy. She gasped. ‘I’m so wet and ready for you and have been since we raced,’ she managed in between her gasping and moaning. ‘I know,’ he said knowingly. He kissed and gently sucked her pussy and her clit. Flicking his tongue wildly at her clit. Her body was shaking uncontrollably. Moaning loudly and gasping. He suddenly pushed his tongue into her and she screamed as she came, squirting her sweet cum at his face. He tried to drink it all up and licking her for more and continued to eat her. ‘Oh, darling, you’re driving me mad!’ she pushed him away and got off the pool table. Their tongues locked in a passionate kiss and she slowly pushed him back to the adjacent sofa and sat him down. She quickly undid his belt and his slacks, slid her thumbs under the waistband of his jocks and pulled them down and off his legs and taking his shoes and socks off as well. She wrapped his huge cock with her hand and started pumping him. Licking the head of his cock like a lollipop then licking playfully at the sensitive part under the head with the tip of her tongue. He was gasping and moaning and enjoying this angel before him. She then released her grip and slowly took his cock in her mouth as deep as she could. He was in heaven. And the way she was pleasing him, he couldn’t hold out long. She felt him start to tense up and she kept sucking and pumping his cock in and out of her mouth until he came. Shooting his cum in her mouth and down her throat. She swallowed what she could, a bit escaping her lips. She pulled away and licked his cock clean then her lips.

He was still hard. She lay him back on the sofa and mounted him. Holding his cock, she moved it slightly, sliding the head of his cock along her hot and dripping wet slit before she lowered herself on him, impaling herself with his hard cock. She screamed out loud. She leaned forward and pulled his shirt off of him and they locked each other in a passionate kiss. Their tongues dancing while their hips moving in unison. She liked to be in control. She was riding him. Controlling their tempo and how deep she wanted him in her. This time, she wanted it hard and rough and was riding him as that. They were both close. She broke the kiss, leaned back and rode him hard, gasping, moaning and screaming. He pushed his hips up, his cock deep into her as he shot his large load of cum deep up her cunt. This sensation was too much for her as her pussy tensed up, clamped his cock tightly and came as well. Her cum dripping in between them. She leaned forward and collapsed into his warm embrace.

They stayed like this for a while. She would shower his face with tender kisses and he kissing her back. He managed to playfully say, ‘So, I thought you were hitching a ride with Faye going here?’ She giggled a bit and playfully said, ‘You complaining? Everything worked as I planned it,’ she smiled warmly and lovingly at him. He couldn’t help but smile back at her, ‘I love you so much, my beautiful Doctor Anna..’

‘I love you too, my Jason Lawrence Anderson. So very much,’ she replied and they held each other in each others loving arms.

They cleaned up and dressed back up and went back down to the party about 30 minutes later. Tom and Faye were smiling at Lawrence and Anna as the couples walked closer to each other. Tom says playfully, ‘Seems like some friends of mine got lucky just now..’ Faye smiling at both of them. ‘I wonder if I’ll get lucky someday too…’ he continued. Faye punched him hard but playfully in the upper arm then moved under his arm and wrapped him in her embrace. All four of them laughing.

They each took a glass of champagne from the passing waiter and toasted, ‘To friends!’

‘Here!’

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A day at the races

The races were fun, the ride home even better!/I live in a small town somewhere South and East of Lexington, Ky.There is nothing small about Lexington and I end up there a lot. Perhapstoo much, but then work takes me there on a routine basis. I get a lotof overnights in Lexington. There are multiple theaters, fine places todine and a good selection of dance floors, bars and other hangouts. I'dlike to admit to a puritan life style and tell you I never frequent suchplaces. Of course, I'd be...

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Prince of the street

Dad raised his hand and was about to hit me. He was drunk as usual and complained that I was costing him too much. He wanted me out of his life. Tears were running down my eyes. I was a young 11-year-old boy living in a city in Russia. My name is Nicholas, and I was a bit small for my age. My mum left us and Dad was unemployed. We lived in a one bedroom flat that had lots of rugs and little furniture. There was a big old sofa that dad and I slept on. Dad never bought me anything. All my clothes...

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Across The Street And Two Doors Down

ACROSS THE STREET AND TWO DOORS DOWN by Spanky de Bautumn Jamie knew he was different. He didn't fit in with the other boys, but he didn't feel like he fit in with the girls either, he just knew he was different. He wasn't into dolls or balls. He was the smallest boy in his class and more than half the girls outweighed him. But the one thing he had going for him was that he was smart. He wasn't in the Mensa category smart, although he maintained a high GPA, he was more street...

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A Fresh StartChapter 168 Off to the Races

August 26, 2007 We managed to get our lives back to a semblance of normal by the start of business Monday. Molly and Bucky had been packed off to Hougomont on the G-IV, Holly and her boyfriend went back to Princeton Sunday, and Charlie and Megan left on Sunday as well. He was taking her back to Hollywood, and then was flying to meet his racing team. Charlie’s professional motorcycle racing career was the stuff of legend. A local level pro champion as a teenager, he had given it up when he...

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A day at the races

I live in a small town somewhere South and East of Lexington, Ky. There is nothing small about Lexington and I end up there a lot. Perhaps too much, but then work takes me there on a routine basis. I get a lot of overnights in Lexington. There are multiple theaters, fine places to dine and a good selection of dance floors, bars and other hangouts. I’d like to admit to a puritan life style and tell you I never frequent such places. Of course, I’d be lying, so why bother? I got to all those...

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A day at the races

I live in a small town somewhere South and East of Lexington, Ky. There is nothing small about Lexington and I end up there a lot. Perhaps too much, but then work takes me there on a routine basis. I get a lot of overnights in Lexington. There are multiple theaters, fine places to dine and a good selection of dance floors, bars and other hangouts. I'd like to admit to a puritan life style and tell you I never frequent such places. Of course, I'd be lying, so why bother? I got to all those...

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Walk On The Street

Walk On The Street By Tyrone Slothrop Chapter 1: Internal Affairs "So you seem to be clear on this one Musgrove. What are you gonna do now? Take some time, hit the beach? Go to Disneyworld? I hear gay days are coming up." Roberts made his usual attempt at humor and was as funny as always, which is to say, not at all. Gerry knew he was finished as a cop. Once you did anything for Internal Affairs you either went upstairs with a promotion or your life was hell. He was very certain...

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Keeping her girl off the street Part 10

I pretty quickly got a reply. It consisted of a ramble about how none of the guys on the site would help her. Her life was falling apart, was badly in need of some help and the guys wanted sex in return for helping her. “so you need help, for what” I asked. She tells me she and her 14 year old daughter got kicked out of the weekly motel they were staying in because she ran out of money. Worse still, the motel kept all of their stuff and it would cost $150 to get it back. They only had the...

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Shemale Street Hooker

Street Hooker Part 1After booking in at the hotel in a smart suit and heels, I returned to my car to get my 'things'. My two bags seemed excessive for an overnight stay but this was a stay with a difference. The hotel was perfect. It was just out of the centre of an unfamiliar (to me) town and on the fringe of a rather run down area. I was starting to get that butterfly in the stomach feeling - the buzz of daring adventure and excitement in anticipation of the evening and night to come. Each...

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Shadows on the Street

If anyone had seen Michael Gillian sitting in his parked car in a shadowy corner of a dark street two blocks from his ex-girlfriend's apartment, they would immediately think that something sinister was about to happen. They would be right. The failing sunlight and the subsequent lengthening shadows of evening helped to hide him from unwelcome eyes. He certainly wouldn't want a certain person spotting him here; if she were on to him, it would spoil everything he had been planning for...

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On Oxford Street This Gay Girl Found Pride While Playing With Balls

Eden. The word doesn’t need adornment, alone it evokes the image of paradise.Except, it doesn’t in my case. Though not hell by any means, my Eden wasn’t the paradise you should find yourself praying for.For you see, my Eden was, and maybe always will be, my community; a coastal Australian town, about five hundred kilometres, though at times it felt more like five hundred years, away from Sydney.Eden was, as you might have guessed, the place where I grew up, a beloved daughter, but,...

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12a Archdeacon StreetChapter 9 Out Of Time

Russ let himself back into the house and crept to the foot of the stairs. Time for an hour's blessed rest before going to meet Ethel again. He was absolutely shattered. Delia had been virtually insatiable. How insatiable, he didn't know: he had lost count after seven times. Without even removing his tracksuit, he rolled into bed and fell asleep instantly. What was that? He sat up, disoriented. Silence. That was it. The church bells had stopped suddenly and woken him. Peace, perfect...

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The House on Montague Street

Then early last summer there was some activity. Trucks going up and down the street. But I never saw anyone. I didn't think much of it until school started. I was now a junior in high school. My name is Devon, most call me Dev. I'm about the most average kid in our school. 5-8, skinny, brown hair, brown eyes. I just blend into the scenery. I didn't have trouble with anyone; I had enough friends. I was hopeless with girls. Maybe because I didn't play sports, or maybe I was just...

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A WellLived Life Book 4 BethanyChapter 29 Kara and Tracey

October 1980, Milford, Ohio Thursday and Friday were normal and Dona didn’t bother Bethany. I was glad, but I was a bit concerned that there would be more fallout. I hoped that wouldn’t be the case, but experience told me that there might be. On Friday morning, the Student Council started handing out the computer dating sheets. I got mine and wasn’t surprised to see Bethany at the top of the list. Kathy and Mary were fourth and fifth, respectively, and Erin was ninth. The rest were a mix of...

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Vienna Street Urchins

“Has Max been in yet tonight?” I had had to build up the courage, with my second drink, on the stool at the Sling Bar, a gay nightclub on Vienna’s Margaretenstrasse, southwest of the ring road around the old city, before I could ask the barman. It was a gay bar. It wasn’t just that I was asking for one of the male prostitutes who frequently picked up men in this bar that I was hesitant. It was because Max was fourteen, one of the street urchins of Vienna who maintained his existence by selling...

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Love Street Ch 06 Gina the Gymnast

Gina was always in the background of my summers, although back then she was so small that I thought of her as a little kid, if I thought about her at all.Small in size, not spirit. In some ways, Gina was always larger than life. Take gymnastics. Lots of petite girls dream of being a gymnast. Well, Gina is a gymnast. The serious kind with her own coach and a grueling summer-training schedule that lasts until mid-afternoon six days a week.Maybe it’s all those vaults, Yurchenkos, and handsprings,...

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Naked in the Street at Night

Hey there everyone, I know it's been a while since we last posted. A few weeks ago we had an engagement party in the city. We usually park at a station and catch a train into the city to avoid driving in all the traffic. I wore a red crop top and tight black skirt (no panties). As we were seeing James's family, I wore a bra (as those that have read our stories, I rarely wear a bra). As most of you know, when I drink, I get very horny. I'm also a light weight so get tipsy very quickly. After...

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The man across the street

The man across the street.... As long as I can remember people had remarked how with my pretty face, slight build and general demeanor I should have been a girl. After my parents had died in a car accident, I now lived with my glamorous young aunt Charlotte who was a business woman who owned a chain of upscale fashion boutiques. Now, being a hormonal 16 year old adolescent, I was fascinated by her totally glamorous and sexualized way of dressing. Always wearing the highest of heels...

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The Lady of Bathe Street

Look, I know I should've looked in the rearview mirror, okay?I know.I mean, I know now.I should've looked in the rearview mirror, or twisted to look out the back window, or hell, I guess I could've washed my car so the goddamn backup camera wasn't covered in dirt.There's a lot of things I should've done. There were a lot of things I could've done. The fact of the matter, my friend, is that I did not do those fucking things, and I ran over the crazy old lady who lived down the street.Well, okay,...

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TV Street Whore

So there I was standing on a street corner dressed in a tight red pvc dress, high heals and my best wig, surrounded by scantily clan females looking for there next John. I walked up and down looking for the car I was waiting for, a few guys looking at me as I waited... Several hours before. There I was sat in my office wearing my stockings and cock cage under my smart business suit finalising the latest big money deal for the company. Nobody having any clue my cock was bulging at my cage...

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Street Cop

A tall natural blonde, she excelled in competitive sports and always had to win at whatever she did. Just playing Lacrosse in college wasn't good enough; she worked until she was captain of the team. She honed her perfect athletic body for hours at the gym and could often be seen running at dawn in the soft sand along the beach. With less than a year on the job she had the best arrest record of a rookie ever to come out of the Academy and was promoted to an elite crime squad to work under...

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Return To Pleasant Street Ch 08

HIGH SCHOOL CLASSMATES I have a new neighbor on Pleasant Street. His name is Hank Silvers. Actually, Hank’s not new to Pleasant Street, he grew up on Pleasant Street, but he moved away a long time ago and became very successful in a computer-related business. Five years ago, Hank came back for his high school class reunion and met one of his old classmates, a girl named Rosalie Burger – she was Rosalie Timmons before she married Ed Burger. If I remember she lived a couple of streets over when...

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12a Archdeacon StreetChapter 12 Sally Takes Charge

"When am I going back, then?" "Soon as you like. It's up to you." "It's up to you, Brains. I'm just the helpless time traveller round here." They strolled on through the park. The morning frost had melted and a watery sun was trying to break through. Sally kicked at a pile of wet leaves. Schoolkids did that kind of thing. "When you say 'when', do you mean 'now when' or 'then when'?" "D'uh?" "It amounts to the same thing really. Let's assume that three week period is...

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Across The Street Part 1

In the space of a week, Dad moved them from their rapidly declining neighbourhood in the city to the clean and green suburbs. He purposely had waited until school ended for the summer before making the move. That way, there was nothing for the kids to worry about except getting packed.Their new residence was a new Craftsman-style house on a cul-de-sac. There were about a dozen other houses in various stages of completion. Mike now had a room on the second floor all to himself, as did his...

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