CP: I will say, and I know this for sure. Like, I am a very confident person. You know that. But the amount of confidence that was required to go through such a long way away from the game was only possible because I knew that one of the best players to ever play believed that I could do it. And not just because, like like and all the time I doubted and I would be like, wait, Tobin, remind me I can do this, right?
Because it mattered to me that you're one of the best and you thought I could do it. Uh-oh. She's getting emotional, folks.
TH: No, I'm not. The camera's not on me. Mateo! You dirty dog over there.
CP: But, also, like, I mean, you were able to help me in every way of the game because you were the best across the board, not just, like, technically, tactically, but also, like, with your mentality.
And getting through this, I actually felt like it was an unfair advantage because I had my force and your force both getting me through this. So, we scored a goal. Let's let's score a lot more.
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Honestly a leah fic with leah being absolutely down and for reader, she has the biggest crush, she thinks sheβs being subtle but sheβs not. Reader knows about and teases leah purposely, leah still thinking sheβs being subtle
Obvious
Leah Williamson x fem!reader
summary: leah thinks she is slick, but she is quite the opposite
warnings: blurb, fluff, probably bad
word count: 980
masterlist
βOoo comparing hand sizes, aye? Whenβs the wedding?β Lucy teases, resting her arms on the top of your seat. The blonde next to you turns around and glares at her but stops hearing your laugh. Leahβs glare softens when she sees you smile, making Lucy snicker.
βTrust me, if thereβs a wedding, youβre not invited.β Leah quips back.
βHey hey hey, no need to be hasty, fringy. If you just make a mov-β Keira stands up and slaps her hand over her mouth. You raise your eyebrows with a look of amusement, seeing everyone try to cover up your friendβs obvious feelings for you.
Of course, you know about Leahβs feelings. She doesnβt make it hard to see. The only thing that sucks is that she doesnβt see your obvious feelings for her. Youβre too headstrong to make the first move; you want Leah to get the guts to do something. Itβs very funny having to see all of your friends tease you two and then try to cover it up right after as if theyβre afraid a big secret is being spilled.
βLucy, for the sake of us all, shut your mouth and lay down,β Keira says and drags her girlfriend to sit down beside her, nodding at Leah, telling her she has no more teasing to deal with anymore.
You smile at the blonde next to you and realize your hands are still pressed against each other. A light blush flushes over Leahβs face when she feels your fingers interlock with hers.
βDo I make you nervous?β Leah whips her head to look at you and sees a slight smile on your face. She opens and closes her mouth not knowing what to say, but she is soon relaxed when she feels your head lay its way on her shoulder. βI like it when youβre all shy.β You whisper so quietly she almost doesnβt catch it.
The WSL season has finally started, and you have an away game against Manchester United. The team is heading inside the building in their little groups, most likely gossiping about the random drama thatβs happening. Youβre talking with Katie as you approach the door when a flash of a person in front of you cuts you off. Focusing your eyes back in front of you, you notice a familiar British blonde holding the door open for you. Without thinking, you quickly lean over and press a kiss on her cheek before continuing to walk into the building.
Leah is star-struck as she puts her hand on the same place your lips meet her skin. She follows you like a lost puppy, letting go of the door causing it to close on the previous person you were talking to.
βOi! Am I chopped liver?β The Irish woman shouts, throwing her hands in the air with a roll of her eyes. βUgh. I hate people that are in love.β
Before you can even register what was called out, a football comes flying at your head, causing you to fall over and wince at the pain.
βOh my god, Iβm so sorry. I didnβt mean for it to come towards you.β Alessia rambles out from right next to you while you sit up and adjust your blurry vision. You wave her off and she offers you a hand to help you stand up.
βYouβre good, I just didnβt hear-β
βAre you okay? Are you hurt? How many fingers am I holding up?β Someone interrupts you, holding your head and moving it in several different directions to see if you have any marks. You giggle, removing the hands from you, and placing them on the personβs sides.
βLeah, Iβm okay. It was just a little hit and I was startled.β You reassured her, making her shoulders slump down and releasing a breath she didnβt know she was holding.
βYeah chill out, mate. Itβs not like sheβs marrying another woman.β Katie says while rolling her eyes at the other defenderβs dramatics.
You let out another laugh when you see Leah begin to chase down the other woman and tackle her to the turf. Everyone who was crowded around you dispersed to their previous stations and continued with training.
Youβre softly humming to the song that's playing on the radio while staring at the buildings youβre passing by out the window. Leah offered you a ride to your house after your ride went off with a certain Australian, apparently completely forgetting of your existence, but youβre not going to complain. It gives you some alone time with the blonde.
βSo here we are.β The girl announces. You didnβt even notice you were pulling up to your apartment until now. You turn your attention to the girl on the driver's side and thank her. Before you have a chance to open the door, the locks go off, confusing you right away. As you open your mouth to speak, a hand cups your jaw and pulls you in. Lips latch their way onto yours without any warning, but you easily sink into them and kiss back. When the kiss parts, Leah starts to stumble over her words before you cut her off with a small peck.
βYou finally did it.β You smile with your thumbs stroking her tense jaw.
βWait, what?β
βLeah, you canβt possibly think I havenβt noticed your feelings for me. I just want to know how you and our friends havenβt noticed my feelings for you.β The blonde stares at you with her jaw slack, trying to comprehend everything that just happened inside her car.
After a few seconds of pure silence, she blurts out, βGo on a date with me?β
βJust text me when and where.β
With that, you hop out of the car, grab your gear, and wink at the amazed girl. You canβt wait to finally see whatβs to come.
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To lose you it feels like a little bit of Arsenal is leaving as well.
Along with a few others, Jordan is one of the reasons that we are still at the top level today and the reason weβre still competing for trophies. Without her this club would have been very different.
Itβs important as players, fellow teammates but also just as professionals to recognize what Jordanβs actually done for us. Sheβs literally given heart and soul for arsenal from minute one until the end
Being Lucy Bronzes younger sister was fantastic yet hard at times.
Lucy was a loving, caring and proctective (!!) sister - she would do anything for you. You loved her with your whole heart and playing football at a professional level together has always been a dream of yours.
When you got your first call up, she was the first person you called. Same thing with your call up for the euros and same thing now with the world cup.
You were beyond excited. There was only one problem.
With Lucy being in Barcelona and you being in Manchester you havenβt had the chance to tell her that you were in a relationship. It wouldnβt feel right telling her through the phone - your excuse. At some point there was a (high) chance that she would jump into a plane and fly straight to you.
To be honest you havenβt told her yet because youβre scared. Scared of her reaction or rather of her behavior towards Esme. She would rip her head off. And you really-really liked Esme. Nobody besides a few of your City teammates knew about you.
"Not kissing you all day long will kill me" Esme whined as she pulled at the hem of your shirt. Your arms looped around her neck "Donβt be so dramatic" you chuckled. Esme fake gasped while clutching her heart, making you laugh. Her favorite sound.
Arriving in camp was a relief. You and Lucy were glued to the hips, updating on your lives. It was nice to see and talk to her in person again. Until now you never realized how much you missed her.
The first few training sessions went smooth. Esme and you kept things professional - acting like friends. Yet sometimes you caught yourselves staring a moment to long at each other. You would sneak lingering touches when nobody was watching or kiss in empty rooms. You couldnβt help it you were just so in love with one another.
"What would you think about if we told Lucy?" you asked as you sat down at the table. The table was still empty only Esme and you already sitting there with plates in front of you. "Tell Lucy what?" Said person asked. Esme chocked on her water. She didnβt mind telling her yet she feared Lucy kind off. "Luce! Hey" you smiled through your nervousness. "Tell Lucy what?" her tone was rough. She hated when she didnβt know things- especially when they involved you, her little baby. "Oh nothing! No worries" smiling, you tried to convince the defender. Of course with no luck. "Y/n" she grumbled. "Iβm dating your sister" Esme blurted out. The whole dining room went silent. "Does she have death wishes?" someone gasped. Jordan was standing behind Lucy who was about to explode. "Come again?"
"I am dating Y/n" she took your hand to emphasize her words.
Something clicked inside Lucys mind. You dating someone? No absolutely not. "Do not touch her!" aggressivly, she parted your hands. "Y/n? Is this true?"
"Yes" you looked down, not because you were ashamed but because you felt horrible. You knew Lucys eyes would tell you that sheβs hurt because you didnβt tell her. And you also knew that her eyes would be full of fury. "Lucy I-" abruptly, lucy shoved her plate to Jordan and grabbed Esme by the collar of her shirt. Even though the blonde was tall enough to have her feet on the ground it was still intimidating as hell. "Lucy!" you yelped. "You better leave my sister alone or you will have some real trouble. Understood?!" your attempt to break them apart was as successful as a shark trying to climb up a tree. pretty much impossible. "I'm not afraid of you" the audacity to talk only made Lucy angrier and made you smile bright. Nobody ever tried to fight your sister for you.
"Thatβs enough!" Millie and Rachel grabbed Lucy and shoved her the other way. Lunch was over for her. "Fuck. Are you okay?" Worry laced your voice as Esme was free. Her hand rubbed her neck while the other one was shaking. "Ye-yeah" you pulled her down to sit. "Jordy, could you - you know?" Jordan gave you a nod before your attention was back on Esme.
Lucy was sitting in the gym trying to calm herself down. It was hard. Youβre her little girl how could she not be mad. She was hurt that you didnβt tell her. She was mad at the fact you were dating someone. not because of a relationship but of the risk of you getting hurt. The worst pain for her isnβt any physical, seeing you cry/hurt thatβs the worst pain.
One of your first matches for the senior team ended with you being hospitalized due a head injury. The cry of pain which left your mouth was horrific. It haunted Lucy for months. "Hey" a calm voice said. Jordan. "Hereβs your food" carefully, she sat the plate down. "Thanks"
While they ate in silence Lucy appreciated Jordan being there. "Iβll tell you that because i'm your friend", the villa player started as they finished their meals, "that was such a shit move" which ended with a smack to the head for the Barcelona player. "Itβs your sisters girlfriend"
"Sheβs too young for a relationship" Jordan looked at her with her 'seriously?' expression. "Esme is not good enough" again, Jordan looked at Lucy with the same expression. "Well. Letβs look at it from this perspective: would you rather have a total stranger to be with y/n?" No reply. "Thatβs what I thought."
"Doesn't mean I approve it"
"You don't have to approve it, at least for now but for starters you can respect them."
Only a grumble was heard.
"For what itβs worth, I think theyβre good for each other"
"I don't"
The next few days Lucy didnβt talk to either one of you yet she watched from afar. It stung. After not seeing each other for months she was now ignoring you for who knows how long. It made you sad and angry.
"You look hot" you said to Esme as there was a water break. "Than-" she started, her cheeks turning crimson. you didnβt mean that kind of hot in the moment. Yes, Esme was hot in your eyes but - "Let me help you" with a quick squeeze of your bottle you splashed her face with water. "Hopefully, you donβt become a mermaid" you laughed referring to H2O, a series you love. A loud gasp escaped the blonde who was chasing you by now. "Arghh come here" the defender smacked her arms around your hips, turning you around so you could face her "that wasnβt nice, baby" she tried to have a stern face but was failing miserably. "ooopsie" catching her off guard as you pressed a kiss to her cheek, you entangled your body from her arms and ran away again.
Beach day with the team; while some of your friends were walking to the ocean others were talking or playing in the sand (tooney and lessi) whereas Esme and you sat in the sand enjoying the sun. The blonde was hugging you from behind as you laid your back on her chest. Under the sun rays she looked like a goddess. You fell in love with her all over again. "You should stare at the ocean not at me" your girlfriend whispered so she wouldnβt ruin the vibe "youβre way more beautiful" was your only reply. As she locked eyes with you you saw the way they lit up after your confession.
Even though you were with Esme and/or the team most of the time your heart was still broken. You missed your best friend. And your girlfriend could tell. She saw the way you would look at Lucy - she would never look back at you. She saw the way your mind was spinning, thinking about If you should approach Lucy. When Chloe (your roommate) told Esme that she heard you crying in the night the defender decided to take the problem into her own hands. It was hurting you - so it was hurting her.
"Lucy! Wait" the blonde pleaded as she saw Lucy alone. "What?" her voice wasnβt angry or rough, it was normal yet her facial expression was stone cold. "Look, If you donβt like me thatβs fine but ignoring y/n isnβt. Itβs her first world cup.. you should support her." Lucy didn't want a lecture so she turned around, ready to walk away. "Do you know she requested number 12 on her jersey because of you?" That statement made her stop in her track. "It was your number at the World Cup 2015. She admires you and it hurts her that you donβt talk to her." Deep breaths, Esme, you can do it. What Esme was about to say took a lot of courage to say out loud but she knew she had to tell Lucy. "I love her, okay? I really do. She- she doesn't know that I do but I do. And I want to make her happy but sheβll never be fully happy If you arenβt in her life. So please.. just talk to her."
Lucy thought about Esmes words and how true they were (If someone asked her, she would never admit it). As well she talked to Jordan about them who agreed with Esme (like everybody would) and as the night went on Lucy was determined to work things out with you.
After training was finished the next day you found yourself sitting on the pitch, starring into nothing. You were exhausted. Physically and mentally.
As soon as you felt a presence beside you, you knew who it was. It was the one person you desperately wanted to talk to you. There was a silence for a few minutes. Lucy had to sort her thoughts before she could start her apology.
Esme was standing with Hempo, Chloe and Alex. Even though she knew that Alex was talking, she couldnβt listen. She tried but her gaze kept glanzing to you. "Are they gonna make up?" Lauren asked as she saw Esme looking towards you. "I hope they do."
"Iβm so proud of you." the Barcelona player started "and iβm sorry" she wasnβt looking at you and you werenβt either. You both stared straight forward. "You were a bitch" you stated. "All- all I wanted was your support" tears started to build up but you didnβt dare to let them leave your eyes. "I know and iβm truly sorry but you have to understand-"
"What?! What do I have to understand?! You should love me unconditionally! Not matter what," your voice started to get louder with each word.
"Stop right there! I wonβt be accused of not doing so. I was there when you had your first football match. I spent hours playing with you. I was there at every important game of yours." by now her voice was also loud. "It was me who was there every step of the way. It was me!" Well, the tears you tried not to spill were running down your cheeks faster than you liked. "Then what do I have to understand?" your voice was back quiet. Small. "I am your big sister. I need to protect you" her voice level back to normal. "Esme wonβt hurt me" you laid your head on Lucys shoulder while her arm went around your back. "I know. Sheβs a good one" your gaze wandered to your love who was already looking at you with a smile on her face. "She is"
Maybe things werenβt fully solved yet, but for the beginning it was a step in the right direction. And with the Bronze sisters back as a team and a World Cup ahead it could only get better.
pairing: Lucy Bronze x fem!reader
warnings: none
word count: 1,544
author's note: Please note that my dyslexia still affects my writing and there can be lots of grammar/vocabulary/phrasing mistakes. Feedback is always welcome! Please do not translate, copy/paste or take credit/ownership of any of my stories!
summary: In the aftermath of losing the Women's World Cup 2023 final, Lucy Bronze finds solace in the unwavering support of her girlfriend Y/N, who stands by her side with love and understanding. With the comforting presence of Y/N and her brother Jorge's family, Lucy realises that her victories and losses are shared experiences. Being hand in hand, Lucy and Y/N find strength in each other's love, as they face the world together with an unbreakable spirit.
The stadium buzzed with anticipation as fans filled the stands, their cheers echoing off the walls. The Women's World Cup 2023 final England versus Spain was about to begin and the air was charged with excitement and nervous energy. Among the sea of supporters, you stood with her brother Jorge and his family, all donning Lucy Bronze shirts. Your heart raced as they waited for the match to kick off.
You glanced at her girlfriend, Lucy Bronze, who stood on the pitch with her teammates, wearing a determined expression despite the pressure of the championship match. Lucy's fiery determination and passion were what had first drawn you to her and it was that same fire that made you believe that Lucy and her team could conquer anything, even in the face of a challenging Spanish opponent.
As the game progressed, the tension in the stadium grew with every play, every shot, and every save. The score remained locked in a 1-0 to Spain's side and the clock ticked down to the final minutes of the match, with added 13 extra minutes on the display. Your heart ached for Lucy and her teammates as they fought valiantly on the field, their determination evident in every sprint and slide tackle.
When the Spanish team was given the penalty, the England fans, including you, were shouting in disappointment. But Mary Earps managed to save that and the crowd roared in happiness. With just seconds left on the clock, the opposing team managed to keep their only goal which was kicked in the first half of the game. The English side of the stadium has been in an eerie silence since then. The final whistle blew and the scoreboard displayed the heartbreaking result: Lucy and her team had lost the Women's World Cup.
Your heart sank, your own disappointment mirrored in the tear-filled eyes of Lucy as she sat down on the pitch, Keira Walsh making sure she was okay. You exchanged a worried glance with Jorge, but he gave you a reassuring squeeze on the shoulder, reminding you of the unwavering support they had for Lucy.
It was time for the ending ceremony. You could see from your seat that Lucy was madly disappointed as she wanted to bring the trophy home. As she stepped on the stage, she could not even shake hands with FIFA's president, understandably you thought so. Lucy's upset glance could be illuminated in the upcoming team's silver medal picture as well. You could feel she was very keen on leaving the pitch and just going to the locker room, getting her stuff and taking the route back to the hotel.
After the ceremony, she took the last chance to take everything in at once, sobbing whilst seated at the team's seating area, being comforted by her Barcelona teammate, Batlle. Obviously, you had no idea what they were discussing but it did not matter. All that mattered at this point was Lucy's well-being and herself. Whilst Lucia was having a conversation with Ona, you were having a little play with one of Jorge's children. You were extremely grateful for having a good relationship with Jorge, his wife and children and they were madly happy that Lucy had found someone like you.
After some minutes, Lucia gave a hug to Ona and made her way to the locker room. The locker room was filled with a palpable mix of frustration and sadness. The sound of sneakers squeaking against the linoleum floor echoed as players moved about, changing out of their uniforms. Lucy slumped onto a bench, her head bowed and her teammates exchanged sombre looks as they passed by. There was no music played as usual. No one was in the mood for it.
You told Jorge that you were going to check Lucy and meet them afterwards in the hotel. You made your way to the players' tunnel, waiting for Lucy to emerge from the locker room. Your heart ached to see Lucy so dejected whilst sitting in her booth and you knew that your girlfriend would be taking the loss hard. When Lucy finally appeared, you rushed forward and enveloped her in a tight hug.
After the hug, you took a deep breath and approached Lucy steadily, crouching down in front of her. You gently lifted Lucy's chin, meeting her gaze with a soft smile. "Hey," you said, your voice warm and comforting.
Lucy managed a faint smile in return, though her eyes still held a hint of lingering disappointment and the colour red from crying. "Hey," she replied softly.
"I know it's tough," you said, brushing a strand of hair away from Lucy's face. "But remember, you've achieved so much to get here. And I'm incredibly proud of you, no matter the outcome."
Lucy's lips quirked up in a half-smile. "I wish I could've brought home the trophy for you, for us, for the nation, for the country."
You leaned in and pressed a gentle kiss to Lucy's forehead. "You've already won my heart, Lucy. And that's more valuable than any trophy. Your heart is more golden and sparkly than the stupid trophy and medal."
Lucy's eyes glistened with gratitude as she reached out and held your hand. Both of your fingers intertwined, creating a reassuring connection that spoke volumes without words. "Thank you," she whispered. Lucy's teammates rallied around her, offering words of encouragement and support, reminding her that they were a team in both victory and defeat. As the players began to disperse, Lucy stood up and you wrapped your arms around her in a tight embrace.
"We're all here for you, Lucy," you said softly. "No matter what."
Lucy held onto you tightly, her heart warming at the depth of their connection. "I love you," she murmured.
"I love you too, always and forever," you replied, squeezing her gently.
Together, you left the locker room, walking hand in hand, ready to face the world outside. The night air was cool against your skin as you both stepped into the quiet embrace of the evening. The stadium lights cast a soft glow and Lucy looked up at you, her expression filled with gratitude.
As they walked side by side, the bustling energy of the stadium faded into the distance, replaced by the tranquillity of the night. The gentle breeze rustled through the trees next to the stadium, carrying with it a sense of renewal. You could feel the weight of the disappointment lifting from Lucy's shoulders, replaced by a growing sense of peace.
"I don't know what I did to deserve you," Lucy said, her voice soft but filled with sincerity.
You smiled sincerely, giving Lucy's hand a reassuring squeeze.
"You don't have to do anything, Lucy. I'm here because I love you and I'll be by your side no matter what."
Lucy's lips curved into a genuine smile, her heart warmed by your unwavering support. "I'm so lucky."
You continued your leisurely walk to the place where the bus was waiting for you all. The stadium lights twinkled in the distance, creating a picturesque backdrop for your quiet moment together. The world around both of you seemed to fade into the background as you focused on each other.
"You know," you said, breaking the silence, "this journey, win or lose, will not bring any drawbacks or anything negative. It's shown me just how strong and resilient you are."
Lucy's gaze held a mixture of emotionsβgratitude, determination, and a touch of vulnerability. "I wouldn't have made it this far without you."
You smiled, your heart swelling with affection. "And after all of this defeat and everything else, I wouldn't be who I am today without you. You've taught me about dedication, passion and the importance of enjoying the presence."
Lucy's grip on your hand tightened, a gesture of reassurance and affection. "We're a team, aren't we?"
You nodded, a soft chuckle escaping your lips. "Yes, we are. No matter what life throws our way, we'll face it together."
As you entered the bus, you both took a seat next to each other. Lucia turned to you, her eyes reflecting a sense of wonder and appreciation. "You always know how to make me feel better."
Your smile was filled with genuine affection. "Because I love you, Lucia Roberta. Your victories are my victories, and your losses are my losses. We're in this journey together."
Lucy leaned in, pressing a tender kiss to your lips. In that moment, under the gentle embrace of the night and dimmed bus lights, you both felt a profound connectionβa bond that transcended the wins and losses, a love that was unbreakable and everlasting.
As the bus started to drive towards the hotel, you had your hands still intertwined, you held Lucy's head on your shoulder, knowing that their journey was far from over. With each challenge you and Lucy faced, you both would continue to find strength in each other's presence and the love between you both would guide you through every twist and turn.
And so, as the night unfolded around the two of you, Lucy and you couldn't wait to get to the hotel, cherishing the moments and the boundless love that had carried both of you through the highs and lows of life, united in unbreakable spirit.
ok i might comeback to tumblr to do one final woso couples update because katrina gorry and clara markestedt being together and raising a little baby was not on my list for 2022 π
request:Β Hope youβre doing well! I just want to say that I absolutely love your fics and when I saw that your requests were open again I almost screamed bc I have been holding onto this idea just for you. I actually saw this idea on my college love letters instagram page that said βIf weβre both single by a certain age we will marry each other" is always a fun story concept but it could be even better if the pact is made between rivals (r x Leah) as a drunken dare and they go on to sabotage each otherβs relationships because theyβve been secretly in love all along.
summary:Β you hated each other, right? so why the hell do you want to kiss her?
warnings:Β swearing (thatβs pretty much it)
words:Β 3810
a/n: iβm alive mfs, i kinda changed the request a little but i hope thatβs alright. letβs also ignore the fact that this is my first post of 2023 and itβs march also a huge thank you for 850 followers :)
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To be fair to the NWSL, Ali Krieger was swearing up a storm on the field last night - you just can't usually hear it because they're too far away from the sideline mics.
It doesn't have 5D lesbian relationships but it does have messy ex-fiances who are still on the same team and one of them is dating their athletic trainer and one of them may or may not be dating another teammate like immediately after they broke up
Yeah but the point is WNBA players swear and fight while their fans sit a foot away from them. Basketball is wild. Courtside seating is wild. I love it.
I know NWSL has its drama moments. All I'm saying is with WNBA, the drama comes at you from every angle all the time. It's almost impossible to keep up with it all. I can only cover a few teams at a time.
You want exes as teammates? Let's see... On the Connecticut Sun, Jas Thomas and Alyssa Thomas are exes. And they're now both dating other Sun teammates. So the two Sun couples are actually connected by relationship history. And on the Minnesota Lynx, Kayla McBride and Moriah Jefferson are exes lol.
But it's not just 5D relationship chess. It's also the property damage and fight nights that make it fun. I'd love to see NWSL move in that direction. Idk if soccer refs would love that, but I would.
Blown away by the love shown to this series! This was my first time writing anything so Iβm very grateful for everyones kind wordsπ«ΆπΌ
NLD Forever Series is now complete! Iβm taking a little break from writing but Iβll be back with the 22/23 season series soon and itβll follow on from NLD Foreverπ΄
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