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thereconfession of shopaholic bookOh yes They re all pretty nice It s the Americans who are the bastardsconfession of shopaholic bookHe looked as though he might not be in complete agreement with this sentiment but let the matter lie saying merely that he d asked but so far without result confession of shopaholic bookThe nurse stepped inside and her white presence reappeared in the doorway to the dark room almost at onceconfession of shopaholic bookBecause she was embarrassed her aunt replied before her uncle could interrupt herconfession of shopaholic bookAwesome! she cried crossing the floor to return to Julia grabbing her hands and swinging her aroundconfession of shopaholic bookRoger eyed her curiously He knew Obadiah who was large and uncouth but not at all bad looking and not stupid Some women would consider him a decent match; he had fifteen acres which he farmed competently and was a good hunter He d never seen Bree so much as speak to the man though confession of shopaholic bookSeaumais Buchan she remarked with grim satisfaction He lies fevered and his chest will kill him before the week is out but we ve beaten him A fortunate thing confession of shopaholic bookThe cab seemed to pull away very slowly Everything seemed to be moving slowlyconfession of shopaholic bookThere s no way he thought he d be killed not this fellowconfession of shopaholic bookUmm My lips twisted ruefully A lotconfession of shopaholic bookOnce the night had passed that day came quickly O Nobu had come to pick him up in a rickshaw; the minute he saw her he spokeconfession of shopaholic bookIs anything happening I could see more activity near the fort people coming and goingbut the shore road was still empty confession of shopaholic bookPapa says Grandpere is perhaps a silkie Germain remarked viewing Jamie s back with interest Like his papa before him Did the bad people find you in your silkie skin Grandpere and try to cut it from you He would then of course become a man again he 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the thought of any other woman having him made me insaneconfession of shopaholic bookOkay I really can t watch this Abruptly Brianna turned taking his arm confession of shopaholic bookI could nurse one of these all night They re pretty strongconfession of shopaholic bookI wouldn t laugh He sounded hurtconfession of shopaholic bookHis eyes were huge and dark in his pale face I pressed my lips gently to his tasting my tears I love you And I believe you And none of this was your faultconfession of shopaholic bookP S Forgive my boldness but you asleep in my arms this morning was by far the most beautiful sight I have ever seenconfession of shopaholic bookWith this the lady came to a full stop and then began anewconfession of shopaholic bookGabriel s eyes grew momentarily cold And what did she sayconfession of shopaholic book [Картинка: i_107 jpg] SMALL WONDER that the siblings went abruptly silent But their silence the abatement of a gale on the way to unleashing its fury was by no means 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the clothes are wrong Germans would have gone to Salem surely; they re clannish souls and no inclined to settle on their own These were maybe Dutchmen He nodded toward the carved wooden clogs on the old woman s feet cracked and stained with long use No books nor writing left if there was any to begin with Nothing that might tell their name Butconfession of shopaholic bookOkay but is that really so great if he s the reason you were stressed enough to have the nightmare to begin withconfession of shopaholic bookJohn D ye recall what I told ye about Highlanders when Arch Bug came to me wi his wee ax confession of shopaholic bookFrank was physically more comfortable than I was but in terms of nerves there wasn t much to choose between us Both of us were terrifiednot merely of the birth but of what might come after Frank being Frank he reacted to terror by becoming very quiet withdrawing into himself to a place where he could control what was happening by refusing to let anything in confession of shopaholic book [Картинка: i_177 jpg] JUST THEN oblivious of his surroundings his gaze directed inwardly he was startled by the sound of the glass door rattling open Without thinking he lifted his head and glanced at the entrance When he made out through the steam the figure of a woman just partly revealed in the doorway his heart rang like an alarm bell But this instant of presentiment faded in the next This was not the woman who had come to surprise him in the true senseconfession of shopaholic bookIt s the Gaelic The Highland tongue you know It means ‘female healer or something like confession of shopaholic bookHis mouth curved in a slow wicked smile and his eyes opened You re making me hardconfession of shopaholic bookShe howled as he yanked her head backwardconfession of shopaholic bookThen you should always be sitting at this child s sideconfession of shopaholic bookI ran into Detective Graves tonight I swallowed past the knot in my throat They re dropping the caseconfession of shopaholic bookAssuming the well satisfied look of the victor he rose slid open the shoji and stepped outside; 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the tray and have them send me up some soup and perhaps a few sandwiches I do believe my appetite has come back!confession of shopaholic bookI ve had enough vexation with you to last a lifetime and I m putting an end to it tonight We re going to sit down and have the conversation I wanted to have with you ten days ago I m not letting you out of my sight until that s happened End of discussionconfession of shopaholic bookIf what we had seen on our journey south from the Ridge had not been enough to convince me that war was now upon us a day spent with Governor Martin left no doubt confession of shopaholic bookIn my lecture today I wish to pose the following question: where was Beatrice and what was she doing in between her two meetings with Danteconfession of shopaholic bookAs if you d been thereconfession of shopaholic bookI will not take hospitality from the hand of a traitor mum he said very quietly and bowed to me He straightened then and met Jamie s eye man to man confession of 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worrying My problem was me and I didn t want to concern him with something he couldn t change Only I could make myself a stronger person and I needed to if I wanted to make him happy and offer him the security he so desperately wanted from meconfession of shopaholic bookNothing I said and an overwhelming wave of relief went over me at the realization that I was safely in the present; Louis had gone back into the shadows an unpleasant but harmless memory once more The staggering sense of violation of loss and grief and isolation had receded no more than a shadow on my mind Best of all Jamie was there; solid and physical and smelling of sweat and whisky and horses and there I hadn t lost him confession of shopaholic bookBut Mr Christie I said I wouldn t expect anyone to hold still while having their hand taken apart It sit s simply not human nature!confession of shopaholic bookIAN AND FERGUS HAD gone off with the majority of the rioters no doubt to commit mayhem elsewhere Jamie and I retired to the Sycamore an inn on River Street to seek refreshment and make repairs Jamie s hilarity gradually subsided as I picked tar and feathers off him but was significantly quenched by hearing an account of my visit to Dr Fentiman confession of shopaholic bookWhen it was over Julia handed him a beer thus encouraging him to watch football while she made Grace s famous chicken Kiev for dinnerconfession of shopaholic bookWell he gave me some money and told me to buy you a gift He was very specific So here it is Rachel placed the box in Julia s lapconfession of shopaholic bookTsuda felt compelled to consider The lady moved ahead of himconfession of shopaholic bookHaving transcended his initial mortification Tsuda felt he was being consulted at an opportune moment A generous concession from him would be more than adequate in the formal sense at least to bring to a seemly conclusion tonight s meeting of three unlikely dinner partners He seized the opportunity presenting itself to avoid a withdrawal that would appear awkwardconfession of shopaholic bookI m honored I said dryly I was going to come back downconfession of shopaholic bookI heard a shot just as I approached the head of the stair and took the last steps so fast that I tripped and would have fallen headlong save for reeling into the wall confession of shopaholic bookShe wanted to laugh at the picture of mammoths roaming Boston Common or wallowing on the bank of the Cambridge River In fact she had a moment s pang of disappointment that they hadn t been there; it would have been so wonderful to see them confession of shopaholic bookI was thrashing screaming losing my mind He could make me come with just his cock giving me an intense vaginal orgasm just from riding me at the right angle rubbing his thick crest over and over whatever spot I needed him to a random place inside me he knew instinctively every time he had meconfession of shopaholic bookHe frowned at the wadded paper but I saw his eyes slide sideways toward my legs In spite of the chill I was barefoot and stripped to my chemise and stays no more than a smeared apron wrapped around my waist Ronnie had been looking for a wife for some little time and in consequence had formed the unconscious habit of appraising the physical attributes of every woman he encountered without regard to age or availability He noticed my noticing and hastily jerked his gaze away confession of shopaholic bookJulia thought about it and nodded slowlyconfession of shopaholic bookGood morning Angus I greeted himconfession of shopaholic bookIan was pale with excitement confession of shopaholic bookShe disappeared with her drink and Gabriel assumed she was using this opportunity to steel herself for the next revelation from his miserable damned existence Or maybe she was going to lock herself in the bathroom and demand to speak to him through the door Not that he would blame herconfession of shopaholic bookHe ducked but she got him on the second swing catching him across the ribs with a thwack He jerked in surprise at the impact but recovered fast enough to catch the broom on the next swing He yanked it out of her hand and with a grunt of effort broke it over his knee with a splintering crack confession of shopaholic bookSo you liked Tom Jones did you I said returning to the subject I shouldn t have thought you d find him an admirable character Not much of a moral example I mean confession of shopaholic bookYou he asked and the words were like a rasp in his throat How do ye feel confession of shopaholic bookNo one noticed the subtle exchange between the two brothers the prodigal son and the son of constancy Their eyes met and a look of understanding and perhaps even forgiveness passed between them Gabriel nodded gratefully and took a seat by Julia wrapping his arm around her waist and murmuring soothing words in her ear until she stopped shakingconfession of shopaholic bookThe maid wincedconfession of shopaholic bookJulia reluctantly dragged her eyes away from the sickening display that was The Professors Pain and Emerson show and began wringing her handsconfession of shopaholic bookJamie would be here; he d said so The fact that someone else was coming early to the ship had nothing to do with him or me confession of shopaholic bookThat was no more than the truth and a cold thumb pressed the base of my skull The Muellers German neighbors had had a beloved daughter and her newborn child die of measles and had blamed the nearby Indians for the infection Deranged by grief old Herr Mueller had led a party of his sons and sons in law to take revengeand scalps My viscera still remembered the shock of seeing my friend Nayawenne s white streaked hair spill out of a bundle into my lapconfession of shopaholic bookWould ye ken what a thing like that might be Sassenach It was like nothing I ve ever seen confession of shopaholic bookNo but I have to hear sooner or later don t I And knowing is better than worrying about what I don t know confession of shopaholic bookWell that is good he said We will go and fetch her But I think first you must eat a little milord confession of shopaholic bookIt was past midnight now and he had been waiting for more than two hours the pistol loaded and primed resting on his knee confession of shopaholic bookPaul reached over and patted Julia s hand placing the cd on the loveseat between them He noticed that she didn t move away In fact she rummaged in her bag to find Professor Emerson s cd and returned it to Paul with her other hand while still allowing him to cradle her fingers in his ownconfession of shopaholic bookIf he did runwhere do you suppose he d go confession of shopaholic bookShe leaned over him Gabriel Sweetheart don t listen to that kind of music anymore okay No more Lacrimosa or Nine Inch Nails Walk out of the darkness and toward the lightconfession of shopaholic bookDunno The man shrugged indifferent Wasn t nobody to home when we came confession of shopaholic bookThen why do you conclude I doconfession of shopaholic bookIt would have been so easy if I d revealed my situation to her when I had the chanceconfession of shopaholic bookJulia s eyes brightened with what looked like hope She didn t introduce us no but weconfession of shopaholic bookWell they are Presbyterians and fairly vehement about itbut they haven t tried to burn the house down yet at least confession of shopaholic bookThe woman had come up to me and told me that the minute Gideon shoved his dick in me I was done And she d hit me with that at a moment when I was especially vulnerableconfession of shopaholic bookDinna feel as though every disaster is yours to fash yourself about mo chridhe he said He reached across and patted my hand Roger Mac and the lass must work it out between themand the lad did appear to have a decent grip on the situation confession of shopaholic bookEr I said Well I should think it simply stays with your body It must I meanyou aren t dead confession of shopaholic bookI told you I get it!confession of shopaholic bookAre you happy loveconfession of shopaholic bookOh she said suspiciously seeing his face change from puzzlement to guilt What s ‘oh confession of shopaholic bookThe push had come at Mecklenberg But shove she thought was named MacDonald confession of shopaholic bookThinking the house empty he had been startled by noises in the bedchamber overhead confession of shopaholic bookI raised an eyebrow in the direction of his accomplice Did he want the man to know confession of shopaholic bookHaving persuaded himself Tsuda had no choice but to assess her behavior as languid even though she had knocked his legs from under him with a move of dizzying speedconfession of shopaholic bookYes If they didn t catch her outside the house I narrowed my eyes against the brilliant afternoon sun searching for a short broad figure in skirts among the group by the chestnut trees but I saw only men confession of shopaholic bookThe boat will be ready for you in a few minutes time With a nod at MacDonald s half drunk tea and a punctilious bow to me the Governor turned and went into the surgeon s cabin where I could see him standing beside the desk frowning at the heap of crumpled papers confession of shopaholic bookChecking in he whispered back his lips curling up into a smirkconfession of shopaholic bookShe stared at his chest trying very hard not to look at the dragon as it mocked her with its permanence This isn t how I imagined it she whispered so low he had to strain to hear herconfession of shopaholic bookO Nobu s own thinking was insufficiently rigorous to uncover the lapses in Kobayashi s anfractuous logic Nor was her mind sufficiently trained to determine whether it should be unconditionally accepted or rejected But she was more than quick witted enough to grasp the essentials of the argument he had confronted her with and she promptly demonstrated her swiftnessconfession of shopaholic bookJulia shook her head There weren t any witnesses It would be my word against hers I m going to try to forget what happened unless she approaches me againconfession of shopaholic bookJulia inhaled slowly making a strained vacuuming sound with her lungs All the color disappeared from her cheeks and immediately Gabriel walked over to her knowing that something was very very wrongconfession of shopaholic bookLobby was an upscale martini bar and lounge on Bloor Street Gabriel in true Dantean fashion always referred to the club as The Vestibule because he deluded himself that its inhabitants resembled the virtuous pagans who spent eternity in Dante s vision of Limbo In reality however Lobby and its patrons had far more in common with the various circles of Hellconfession of shopaholic bookAhem A modest cough to her right caught the woman s attentionconfession of shopaholic bookNo How bout your aunt s husbandyour uncle would he be confession of shopaholic bookI pulled two stools out from under the table and pushed one toward 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drunk to the point of a pleasant stupor and there was momentary silence and a pervading sense of peace and happiness confession of shopaholic bookWell call the old bizzom and send for some Holland then why don t you she suggested cheerfully confession of shopaholic bookThe requirements of the cleanup surgery the multiple subsequent debridements to control the infection and the fact that Mr Wolverhampton refused to surrender the bottle had quite exhausted my usual surgical supply As I needed a keg of the raw spirit for my ether making in any case Jamie and Ian had gone to fetch more from the whisky spring which was a good mile from the house I hoped they would return while there was still enough light to see what I was doing confession of shopaholic bookThen why bother to tell me this You re saying even if I bear it in mind it won t do me any good when I need itconfession of shopaholic bookBack spelling He considered Well I did go to school with a lass named Adnil and there was a grocer s lad who got in the messages for old ladies in the neighborhoodhis name s pronounced ‘Kirry but it s spelt ‘C i r e confession of shopaholic bookThe fire banked for the night she rose and peered at Jemmy curled up in his trundle and looking deceptively angelic before coming to bed confession of shopaholic bookI blotted away the blood with a handful of lint looked againmy fingers were still holding what I thought all right confession of shopaholic bookGood hunting Wolf s Brother he said finally in greeting Ian felt the knot between his shoulder blades relax just a little Turtle s voice held a quiet tone but no sorrow She lived then confession of shopaholic bookYou ve got a good head on your shouldersconfession of shopaholic bookSo have you and you re suffering along with himconfession of shopaholic bookHorses He would swear it was the sound of neighing though so far away he couldn t be sure of it He turned in a circle trying to locate it but the sound had vanished Still it seemed a sign and he pushed on with renewed vigor frightening a family of raccoons washing their meal in the water of the channel confession of shopaholic bookThe room was so still I could hear the tiny hisses and pops from the charcoal in the brazier across the hall Sweat was running down behind my ears between my breasts and I became dimly aware that my teeth were sunk in my lower lip confession of shopaholic bookThank the Lord for small blessings I said sinking down at the table They might really do it The Beardsleys particularly Josiah were excellent trackersand not given to idle threats confession of shopaholic bookGet off A gruff voice spoke near my elbow and I looked down to see Tebbe We will swim the horses across You come with me confession of shopaholic book[91]confession of shopaholic book confession of shopaholic bookMeaningconfession of shopaholic bookI ve no notion how long he s been here he said also low voiced We didna find anything with him save the armor and that He pointed to the gravel just in front of the pelvis I leaned closer to look; a small crucifix probably silver now tarnished black and a few inches away a tiny triangular shape also blackconfession of shopaholic bookChrista turned very red What would you know about it Paul You re practically a monk! Or perhaps that s what monks do they pay for it She shot a meaningful glance at Julia s precious new messenger bagconfession of shopaholic bookTheoretically He yawned hugely broad shoulders slumping comfortably as I took up my hair brush and set about tidying him Oh that s nice That s why MacDonald thinks it a favor; there s the possibility of doing well in trade confession of shopaholic bookHello it s me Um I m sorry I didn t get your message last night I fel asleep Of course it would be nice to see you but I think dinner is too risky I want to get to know you again Gabriel and I m hoping we can find some safe way to do that Sorry I missed your call I ll talk to you laterconfession of shopaholic bookShe was surprised You aren t drinkingconfession of shopaholic bookIt isn t It s zany It s just the kind of false logic that Uncle Fujii throws aroundconfession of shopaholic bookWill smiled back I m glad I wasn t sure at first You didn t seem all that enthusiastic even when you were saying good stuffconfession of shopaholic bookThere s no point in getting huffy There s truth in what I m saying and there s also a kind of philosophy Let me expound the philosophyconfession of shopaholic bookGabriel I She searched for more words but couldn t find anyconfession of shopaholic bookWhen he had finished Kobayashi took his shoes from where they had been neatly aligned on the concrete and put them on Then he slid back the lattice and as he was stepping outside turned and saidSayonara Mrs Tconfession of shopaholic bookIt s nothing you d understandconfession of shopaholic bookWithout thinking Gabriel threw his head back and laughed His chest vibrated with good humor and Julia almost found herself laughing too If she hadn t thought he was laughing at her He reached his thumb up to pull her lower lip from between her teethconfession of shopaholic bookYoshio had taken from O Nobu the Chinese book in its case and for some reason had studied at length the title inscribed in imposing calligraphy A New Anthology of Ming Dynasty Poetry His prolonged scrutiny of the book obliged O Nobu to observe him the while When he lifted his eyes abruptly it was at once apparent that O Nobu had been gazing at him intently O Nobu would have explained that having placed her in the position of awaiting his reply he had left her no choice Unfortunately my father isn t at home just now he said looking up O Nobu turned to leave But he bid her wait and while she looked on without a word of explanation or apology opened the letter addressed to his father This unhesitating action also attracted O Nobu s attention His behavior was improper But it was also unmistakably decisive O Nobu felt disinclined to characterize him as unmannerly or recklessconfession of shopaholic bookThere s a great deal of feeling still about the Regulation Ian explained frowning as he sliced another piece of bread The Browns didna join the Regulation; they d no need to as their cousin was sheriff and half the courthouse ring are Browns or marrit to Browns Corruption in other words had been on their side confession of shopaholic bookNot only was the question abrupt but Tsuda hadn t the slightest idea what she meant by asking itconfession of shopaholic bookJulia smiled at herself in the darknessconfession of shopaholic bookWell I splayed my fingers on my thighs He keeps drifting away from me which makes me cling harder and lose all sense of self worth And we end up with him going back to life as he knew it and me going back to therapy trying to get my head on straight againconfession of shopaholic bookShe stood trembling breathing hard Very gently he reached out and took the broom from her standing it neatly back in its place confession of shopaholic bookNo confession of shopaholic bookThen the conversation took a new turn though and he found himself paying rapt attention The Continental Congress had met in Philadelphia two months before and given General Washington command of the Continental army Warren Lee had been in Philadelphia at the time and was giving the company a vivid account of the battle at Breed s Hill at which he had been present confession of shopaholic bookHowever the knowledge he was struggling to absorb from the book that was open in front of him was of no quotidian consequence to his life at work It was too specialized and again too refined It might have been styled as utterly irrelevant to an occupation such that even the knowledge he had obtained from college lectures had almost never availed him This was knowledge he wanted to store away as a source of a certain strength that derived from self confidence He also wished to acquire it as an ornament for attracting the attention of others Now as he became sensible in a vague way of how difficult that was likely to be he framed a question inwardly to his vanity:confession of shopaholic bookShe wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her forehead against the stubble on his chin Thank youconfession of 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leaving or if you re going at allconfession of shopaholic bookI tried not to pay attention to that My mom was a career trophy wife She d given up my father s love for an affluent lifestyle which I couldn t relate to at all I d prefer love over wealth any day but I suppose that was easy for me to say because I had money a sizable investment portfolio of my own Not that I ever touched it I wouldn t I d paid too high a price and couldn t imagine anything worth the costconfession of shopaholic bookShe s very beautiful Very elegant She seemed gracious I studied him seeing Elizabeth Vidal s inky black hair and stunning blue eyes She also seems to love you a lot It was in her eyes when she looked at youconfession of shopaholic bookIt s foolish to be so pessimistic As long as you re young and in good health why shouldn t you succeed splendidly wherever you go Let s throw you a farewell party to cheer you upconfession of shopaholic bookYou shall have that And much much moreconfession of shopaholic bookGabriel smiled at her reticence remembering the way she purred when he gave her permission to curl up in his favorite chair He wanted to make her purr againconfession of shopaholic bookI suppose he said dubiously that the marriage I performed isna actually valid as such But thenconfession of shopaholic bookThe thread skipped bounced in Marsali s hand and wound itself up with a visible slub in it She grimaced and didn t reply until the thread was running once more smoothly through her fingers confession of shopaholic bookWhat s all thisconfession of shopaholic bookYou know I wouldn t Ian what were you thinking Roger will have a fit!confession of shopaholic bookWhat s thisconfession of shopaholic bookWhy you are plainly literate he said surprised in turn at my astonishment If convicted of murder you could plead benefit of clergy and be let off with a public whipping and branding in the face Forgery though He shook his head pursing his lips Capital crime no pardon possible 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Are ye all right I hadn t actually fallen down thank God I had reeled back against the wall of Hector Cameron s mausoleum and Jamie seeing me go had leapt forward to catch hold of me confession of shopaholic bookThe men around the fire whooped as Walking Elk became the glutton who looked at first astonished at the noise and then thrilled to have seen its prey It leaped from its lair uttering growls and sharp yips of rage The hunter fell back horrified and turned to run Walking Elk s stubby legs churned the pounded earth of the longhouse running in place Then he threw up his arms and sprawled forward with a despairing Ay YIIIIII! as the glutton struck him in the backconfession of shopaholic bookThe sound of my bedroom door opening ended my forgettable dream but it was the mouthwatering aroma of coffee that really woke me up I stretched but kept my eyes closed allowing the anticipation to buildconfession of shopaholic bookGabriel reeled back winded Simon took another step forward eager to capitalize on his opponent s weakness Gabriel recovered quickly plow ing into Simon s stomach with his right and his left Simon doubled over in pain and fell to his kneesconfession of shopaholic bookHe touched her lightly at first testing her with one finger moving carefully Then he stretched her with two fingers curling them upward as his thumb began to rub tiny circles He never took his eyes away from her face watching for any sign of discomfort listening to her breathing speed as his curled fingers found her spot inside He bowed his head in admiration bringing his lips to the top of her inner thigh teasing her before taking the flesh into his mouth and sucking with abandon while continuing the movements of his hand It was an extraordinary combinationconfession of shopaholic bookJulia s eyes lit up at the latter offering but she knew she was too sleepy to enjoy it A nap sounds good I know it isn t the best strategy for overcoming jet lag but I will be much better company over dinner and um later on if I have a little more sleep She blushedconfession of shopaholic bookI want it backconfession of shopaholic bookThe thought thrilled him He couldn t deny it But he worried about her comfort and there would be plenty of time for other more playful momentsconfession of shopaholic bookThere s no mistaking the money The money isn t dead paper it s alive It jumps like a fish when I touch itconfession of shopaholic bookHe smiled and leaned toward her It would be easier if I had your numberconfession of shopaholic bookHe turned suddenly to face the crowd and cried out to them in Gaelic confession of shopaholic bookMy apologies dear Mrs Fraser must go matter of great urgencyso pleasant to have seen you! 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