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		<title>Maggots, Eyeballs and Other Halloween Treats</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 13 Oct 2025 18:44:21 +0000</pubDate>
				<category><![CDATA[Body Horror]]></category>
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					<description><![CDATA[When a recently divorced man moves into a quiet new town, all he wants is peace, anonymity, and maybe a fresh start. But a mysterious invitation to a Halloween party at an abandoned warehouse promises the chance to meet people—and maybe forget his troubles for one night. What begins as a harmless throwback to childhood ghost stories soon turns macabre, as the party’s “game” of make-believe takes on a horrifyingly real edge. By the time the blindfolds come off, the line between party guest and accomplice has vanished. Maggots, Eyeballs and Other Halloween Treats is a chilling descent into guilt, denial, and the haunting consequences of curiosity gone too far.]]></description>
		
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		<title>Red on the Rubik’s Cube</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 14 Aug 2025 03:30:15 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Davey’s parents dismiss his tales of a strange creature in the woods as childish imagination—until one night he comes home late, beaming, with blood on his clothes and a story of victory. When desperate neighbors arrive searching for their missing son, the truth behind Davey’s “monster” takes shape. A slow-burning tale of misjudgment, isolation, and the dangers of seeing only what we expect to see.]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Icehotel</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 20 Jan 2025 17:00:26 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Searching for solace after his father’s death, Hart Williams visits the famed Icehotel, a marvel of ice and artistry in the Arctic. But as a blizzard traps the guests inside, Hart begins to notice strange phenomena: sculptures that seem alive, whispers in the halls, and a growing sense that the hotel itself is watching. When the landscape shifts and tragedy strikes, Hart discovers that this frozen wonder is hiding an ancient, malevolent secret. A chilling tale of isolation, dread, and the deadly price of wonder, The Icehotel will leave you questioning what lies beneath the surface of beauty.]]></description>
		
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		<title>Did You Check the Box?</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Natalie Brown]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 05 Feb 2024 19:24:25 +0000</pubDate>
				<category><![CDATA[Beings and Entities]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Drugs and Addictions]]></category>
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					<description><![CDATA[In a dilapidated house at the edge of a small, quiet town, where the shadows danced and the wind whispered secrets, was what was supposed to be my wife and I’s paradise. Our once-grand home now stood as a decrepit monument to the relentless march...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Noseblind</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 28 Feb 2022 17:00:02 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I’ve been walking around for the past five and a half weeks without feeling like I’m truly alive.  The positive test showed up first, and the symptoms came to plague me shortly after.  Our son was kind enough to agree to stay with us until...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Palms Up</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 30 Jan 2022 17:00:33 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[The town my wife Violet was raised in is almost unremarkable. You won’t find it on any ‘Best of’ lists or see it signified on any map or atlas. She said she was happy as heaven to get out of there when we met. I...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Safe</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 19 Jan 2022 17:00:37 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[My chair tilts back as I scroll through the horror forum posts.  There’s not one thing that I’ve read or watched that has so much as quickened my heart rate.  I dejectedly set my phone aside, knowing there’s nothing I’ll find here.  Horror’s not like...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Santa Hotline</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 24 Dec 2021 17:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[So I found this Santa Claus card last night. It blew right into my ankle as I was walking around the downtown area of my city. The colors were faded, but not enough to where I couldn’t make out the letters and numbers. The background...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Blood and Eggnog</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 16 Dec 2021 06:00:48 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Eggnog, the Guinness of dairy products, There are two types of people: those that hate it, and those that love it. I was born on December 22nd, just three days before Christmas Day. I can remember my mother talking about how she drank it by...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Reappearance of the Brigantine Children</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 02 Dec 2021 17:00:21 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[December 25th, 2018 was the worst day the town of Brigantine had seen since its founding. People call it the Christmas of the Lost.  My heart still stammers just writing about it. Hundreds of parents laid out gifts under their Christmas Trees the night before....]]></description>
		
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		<title>Guess Who’s Coming for Dinner</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 08 Nov 2021 17:00:10 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Growing up, my wife Rhea&#8217;s best friend in life was her brother Evan. Even with the age and gender difference, they were kindred spirits. Out of millions of genetic possibilities, somehow, they were born with the same mental framework. He taught her how to ride...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Locks and Promises</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 04 Nov 2021 16:00:34 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I still get flashes before I open my eyes in the morning. We went ice skating; Hannah was laughing one minute, then the next&#8230; she was gone. The only sign of her whereabouts was a dark and foreboding, jagged hole in the ice. My wife...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Planted Seed in an Empty Nest</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 10 Oct 2021 16:00:15 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[It was my wife Marion and I’s first Halloween season without our son, David. He passed away unexpectedly at the beginning of February. We had been married for most of our adult lives, and David was born right at the start. He was our baby,...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Drinking with Death</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 23 Aug 2021 16:00:16 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[She left me. Of course, she did; I’d have left me, too. I stared woefully with bloodshot eyes at my reflection in my rearview mirror, the cragged cracks of age as plain as the fireball red nose on my face as I drove through the...]]></description>
		
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		<title>A Suicide Hotline Father&#8217;s Day</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 22 Aug 2021 16:00:46 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Holidays can be one of the busiest times of year for mental health services; but especially so for suicide hotlines. This was my first year on duty; as last year they gave me the day off. We didn’t have that option this year, too short-staffed....]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Mrs. Biddelspatch Special</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 27 Jun 2021 16:00:29 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Flashes of lightning illuminated torrents of rain as they ran down our bedroom window like tiny waterfalls, lulling my wife Meryl and I into a contented slumber. We always seemed to sleep our best during the muffled maelstrom of a Florida storm. But no amount...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Cracked and Broken</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 27 May 2021 16:00:01 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[“Hey, you’ve reached Aaron and Katie. We aren’t home right now but leave us a message, and we will get back to you! Thanks!” “Katie, this is your mother. You didn’t call last night and missed lunch with us today. I am getting very worried....]]></description>
		
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		<title>Enumeration Insurgence</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 16 May 2021 16:00:26 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Part One Work from the comfort of your schedule while being paid well.  Apply for a census job. A website was printed on the bottom of the yellow sign sticking out of the ground as I drove by.  I’ve seen a lot of them lately. ...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Viaduct of Mourning</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 15 May 2021 16:00:12 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I still get flashes before I open my eyes in the morning. The air was cold; it carried with it a moisture that seemed to settle right into your lungs with each breath.  At times, a strong gust of wind could feel like ice crystals...]]></description>
		
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		<title>You Are What You Meat</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 14 May 2021 16:00:41 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[It was all I could do not to vomit when my mother-in-law proudly set the roast down in front of us, its meat glistening brown on the kitchen table.  “Doug, are you alright?” my wife Maxine whispered, making sure her parents couldn’t hear.  She hadn’t...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Legos</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 13 May 2021 16:00:16 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I really, really hate Legos.  Their little nubs and sharp corners fit perfectly right into the center of the bottom of your foot, causing a stabbing agony that lingers for the rest of the day with every step.  I’d hoped I was done with them...]]></description>
		
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		<title>My Grandmother Lied to Me</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 08 Apr 2021 16:00:47 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I sat at the ornately filled table with an involuntary smirk on my face as I absentmindedly fiddled with the discarded paper wrapper that had once contained my plastic straw, wasteful I know. My mind drifted to each member of the table, all family members...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Child of the Garden</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 26 Feb 2021 17:00:17 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[A heavy mist rolled over the lush grass of the cemetery, muting the hues of green land and blue sky with a heavy veil of grey. The already morose atmosphere was exaggerated with the crowd of friends and family members swallowed in black clothes.  We...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Baggedy Man</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 25 Feb 2021 17:00:32 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[My Aunt Mel was one of the strongest women I ever knew.  She stepped in to raise my little brother Keith and me after we lost our mother to ovarian cancer.   Not many other people would have done the same, especially having to step in...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Roadside</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 24 Feb 2021 17:00:16 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[You know those people who you tell the time of events to fifteen minutes earlier than they start because you know they’ll be late?  The people who would be late to their own funerals, as the saying goes.  Well&#8230;that’s me.  Prepare as I might, I...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Cat Call</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 23 Feb 2021 17:00:35 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I worked for over twenty years as a police officer for the Lindley County Sheriff’s Office before retiring at the beginning of last year.  I’ve often been asked a lot of questions about my time in law enforcement, the main one of course being, ‘What...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Other Cheek</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 08 Sep 2020 16:00:26 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I’d just begun getting intimate with my wife, and we had gotten a good rhythm going when she suddenly froze. “Shh, Trevor, wait&#8230; Did you hear that?” A cool puff of air from my pillow met the back of my neck as I slammed my...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Subtle Reminders</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 06 Sep 2020 16:00:25 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[“Damn, Pete!” my newest employee Marlon exclaims as he nods his head across the bar. “That woman’s eyes are all over you. It’s that time again, huh?” I try to hide my devilish smirk as I give a nod of my own in agreement. I...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Pick Your Poison</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 04 Sep 2020 16:00:23 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[“Feeling down? Have a sinister sweet tooth? I have just the solution, Cordella’s Confections! Over on the corner of Brigantine and Salado Open every Monday through Friday, eleven to four.” A woman’s smile froze on screen. Cordella Joilee appeared perfect to the average eye. A...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Iceolation</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 02 Sep 2020 16:00:22 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Debbie Sanderson was a dream come true at five-foot-nine with a quick wit, perfect smile and the deepest brown eyes I’d ever seen. We’d met on a discord server about two months back and really hit it off. Our conversations evolved from messaging to phone...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Body Changes</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 17 Jul 2020 16:00:48 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[My wife Vicky means more to me than my own life. I’ve consulted doctors after hours, anonymous clinical helplines, even a suicide hotline for Christ’s sake. The only course of action that I have left is to release her into professional medical care. As weak...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Misfortune of an Unwanted Visitor</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 30 Apr 2020 16:00:44 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[The carpet smells of decay and mud as I flatten my face against the floor in an attempt to hide under our queen-sized bed. An incessant banging at the door resonates through my brain, feeling like I’m being impaled with an iron spike. Each knock...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Road Regret</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 15 Apr 2020 22:00:58 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[“My god, boys… will you just stop?!? If you keep messing around you’re going to miss your bus and I can’t afford to be late today.” My spirits far too defeated to attain the authoritative tone needed for the situation. Stewie and Collin are still...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Overdone</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 12 Apr 2020 16:00:32 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[My breath catches on the golf ball sized lump in my throat as it escapes my lungs. The health department’s been making its rounds, and we were the next bakery on the list. We wouldn’t even have known they were coming if not for that...]]></description>
		
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		<title>N.M. Brown</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 09 Apr 2020 01:54:34 +0000</pubDate>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 09 Apr 2020 01:53:58 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>A Ritual Misguided</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 07 Apr 2020 16:00:36 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I’ve been a widower for exactly six years now. I was blissfully married to a woman named Ava for fifteen amazing years. We didn’t have much in the beginning, but we were happy that way. She always said she’d rather struggle with a man that...]]></description>
		
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