The rule could have heavy impacts towards trans people across society.
Last week, the Trump administration quietly released a sweeping new federal rule that would use funding threats to force institutions across the country to reject transgender people. The 400-page proposed regulation would codify the administration's anti-trans executive orders into binding federal policy, imposing a blanket prohibition on federal funds going toward "gender ideology"
The proposed rule, formally titled "Regulation for Federal Financial Assistance," rewrites the government-wide framework governing all federal grants across every agency. Among its most consequential provisions, it requires that before a federal grant recipient can receive money, the award must pass a "pre-issuance review" conducted by a political appointee—not a career expert or peer reviewer—to ensure it is "consistent with applicable law, Federal agency priorities, and the national interest." The regulation explicitly instructs these appointees to screen for "denial by the recipient of the sex binary in humans or the notion that sex is a chosen or mutable characteristic." [...] An institution that acknowledges transgender people exist—through its policies, its training, its healthcare, its bathroom access, its HR procedures, its name-change processes—could be deemed to "deny the sex binary" or to “support the notion that sex is mutable” and have its federal funding blocked.
Importantly, the gender ideology prohibition has no age limitation—hospitals could be targeted not just for providing care to minors but for providing gender-affirming care to adults, because prescribing hormone therapy to a transgender patient of any age could be deemed promoting the belief that "sex is a chosen or mutable characteristic."
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I feel like people reblogging and spreading this post around are completely missing the original context that this was a vent post and not a general statement. I am schizophrenic. I posted this after remembering a specific time someone actively made an effort to comb through my online profiles and look for reasons to claim I'm "problematic" in order to get me banned from one of the few places i feel safe talking in because they found me mildly annoying and wanted a more valid reason to hate me. I was a minor at the time.
A lot of people are reblogging this without the addition too which frustrates me because I feel like it's really important to bring attention to the specific sort of discrimination schizophrenic people are subject to.
People will see that you're visibly mentally ill, think that you're annoying and actively look for reasons to dislike you, leading to your presence being constantly fucking monitored and judged because everyone's looking for a concrete reason to hate you. That's what this post is about. this is not a general positivity post or a statement. This is an exasperated vent from a schizophrenic person who has been pushed to his fucking brink so many times.
This doesn't just apply to schizophrenia of course- this applies to other schizospec or psychotic disorders, this applies to personality disorders (ESPECIALLY CLUSTER B.) and this spplies to DID and OSDD and other dissociative disorders. Hell this applies to any even remotely stigmatized disorder. I've seen friends with nothing up with them except for mild autism be treated like this solely because someone found them annoying.
My point is that people should really think hard about why you may find these sorts of people annoying. Just really think about if they actually did anything wrong to you other than be annoying.
i present to you: a hollanov AU where shane has dermatographia
Shane shakes out his toiletry bag on his bed at the cottage. He packed it very quickly at home, eager to get to the airport to pick up Ilya, and it seems he’s forgotten some things; namely, his allergy medication.
Shane’s been taking anti-histamines daily, ever since he was nine and his mom was helping him pull off his hockey gear, only to find her son covered in red marks. After a trip to his family doctor and then an allergist, Shane got his diagnosis: Dermatographia.
It sounded big and scary at the time, but it’s essentially being allergic to touch. When anything touches his skin, it produces an angry, raised red line and makes him feel itchy, which causes Shane to scratch and create more welts, or wheals, on his skin. It’s entirely benign and all he has to do is take this allergy medication every day to keep his symptoms at bay.
But today, he’s left his meds at home. Not a big deal; the next time they drive into town for a grocery run, he’ll just grab a bottle of over the counter medication to tide him over. It’s not like he’ll be irritated by his hockey gear or sweating a lot, both things that trigger it normally.
The next day, Shane and Ilya are in bed, making up for lost time with some gratuitous morning sex. Shane is on his knees on the bed, Ilya taking him from behind with a firm hand on his back, pressing him into the mattress below.
“Yes Ilya,” Shane moans as Ilya finds a rhythm that’s hitting his prostate just right.
“You like that?” Ilya says from above him, sounding a bit out of breath. Ilya slides his hand down Shane’s back, and then moves to grip his hips with both hands, driving into him even harder. “Did you miss me?”
Shane nods, even though Ilya probably can’t tell with his face squished up against the mattress. This feels so fucking good—he never wants Ilya to stop.
Just as he’s about to come, his own hand stroking himself firmly beneath him, Ilya’s pace slows down.
“Shane?” Ilya says, sounding unusually concerned.
Shane turns his head to look at him, confused immediately embarrassed. He must be doing something wrong. “What?”
“What are these marks on your back?” Ilya asks, pointing to an evidently raised wheal on his skin. “They are also on your hips and ass.”
Shane realizes what’s going on quickly, remembering his lack of meds. He laughs a little, but can’t bring himself to adjust his tone into something more placating while Ilya is still inside of him.
“I have a skin thing,” Shane explains, still panting a bit. “I usually take pills for it, but I left them at home. It’s fine. Not contagious or anything.”
Shane groans impatiently as Ilya pulls out of him. “Do they hurt?” Ilya rolls onto his side beside him, gesturing to the marks.
“No. I just get really itchy. But it’s best not to scratch or else I’ll just make new ones. I’m basically allergic to being touched, so my skin marked up when you were grabbing me.”
“I am so sorry Moy Lyubov,” Ilya says. “I did not know about this.”
“Ilya, it’s fine. No big deal. My meds keep it under control,” Shane speeds through his words. “Can we please get back to it now?” he wiggles his ass in the air a bit, desperate to have Ilya inside of him again.
Ilya obeys, entering Shane again with a moan.
—————
Once they’re spent, Ilya flops down next to Shane and starts running a finger over what Shane can only presume are welts on his back.
“Do you promise they don’t hurt?” Ilya asks, keeping his touch feather light.
“Yup. Just itchy.”
Ilya starts tracing shapes on Shane’s back, which is both soothing the itching feeling while also creating new itches. But Shane is too boneless after the two orgasms to do anything but lay there and let Ilya do whatever he’d like.
He spends 15 minutes drawing shapes on his back, absolutely fascinated with how Shane’s skin reacts. Shane can’t make out all of what Ilya draws, but he definitely catches at least one crude drawing of a penis, just two circles and an oval, and the number 81.
“That is a very neat trick,” Ilya says, before they’re both fast asleep again.
—————
The next day, Shane is riding Ilya on the couch. Ilya is propped up on the arm, sitting upright, and Shane is flush against Ilya’s lap.
“Shane,” Ilya groans, eyes directly on Shane’s chest. “That is so fucking hot.”
Shane looks down at his pecs, seeing the scratches Ilya raked down his chest manifested as red welts down his skin.
Shane smirks evilly down at his boyfriend. “The skin writing really gets you all hot and bothered huh?” Ilya grips Shane’s hips, where he also is all red from Ilya’s grabby hands. “I think you love it. Marking me up. Maybe it makes you feel kind of possessive?”
Ilya is thrusting up into him now, and Shane can tell he’s close. “I do not need to be possessive. You are mine,” Ilya grinds out.
Shane didn’t realize he was so close, but after Ilya’s reverent words he was going to come. Now.
After, Ilya still inside him, Shane is slumped on Ilya’s chest. Once he’s come down from his orgasm, immediately he’s itchy. He reaches around himself to scratch the welts on his hips, still angry and red. They usually subside in about half an hour. Then he reaches around to scratch a screaming place on his back.
“You said you were not to scratch,” Ilya reprimands. “Makes it worse.”
“Yeah well it’s hard to remember that when you’re this itchy,” Shane snipes. He pulls off of Ilya and turns around so he’s sitting in his lap, back facing Ilya. “Please help, right in the middle. I can’t reach.”
Ilya untangles his hand and presses his palm into Shane’s skin, but doesn’t rub or scratch like he’s been asked to.
Shane groans and squirms in his lap. “Ilya. Please.” The itchy feeling is so strong it’s painful. Ilya keeps firm pressure but doesn’t scratch.
“Does anything make it better? Other than the medication?” Ilya sounds oddly concerned, and trying to soothe him.
“Sometimes if I put lotion on, that helps. Cools it down and makes it harder to scratch,” Shane grinds out, still vibrating a bit. He’s trying not to paw at his hips, but is doing it anyways, almost subconsciously.
Ilya leaves to retrieve the cream, and then slathers it all over Shane’s back and hips, and down his chest. Then he dresses him quickly so he’s not tempted to scratch anymore. Once he’s pulled Shane’s shirt over his head, Ilya shoves him down on the couch, sitting far away from him so he’s not tempted to touch him. At least until the marks fake.
“So, no aftercare cuddles huh?” Shane quips.
Ilya laughs. “Was stopping you from making it worse. Rubbing you down with lotion and dressing you is not enough for you?”
Shane chuckles and reaches out to lock pinkies with Ilya, followed by giving him a quick peck on the lips.
“Is it better now?” Ilya asks.
“Yeah. It’s fading.”
—————
After another scratching incident the next day from roughhousing in the yard, Ilya drives them into town to get allergy pills from the grocery store. Ilya has to stay in the car as to not be spotted by anyone, because he would not be able to come up with an excuse for being in rural ontario, so close to Shane’s cottage, in the offseason.
After Shane’s back on his meds, Shane can tell Ilya feels the tiniest bit sad that he won’t be able to mark him up anymore during sex. But unfortunately it’s not worth the itching.
—————
6 Months Later, December:
While Shane is already off on his mandated NHL Christmas break, Ilya still has one more game before meeting Shane back at his house in Ottawa for the Holidays.
Shane was very happy to see the schedule work out this way this year, because he has a tiny surprise for Ilya.
The Tuesday before, Shane purposefully skipped his allergy meds. He doesn’t usually notice until about forty-eight hours after a missed dose, so he was fine during his game against Toronto last night. Now he’s at Ilya’s house, in a giant shirt and extra large sweatpants of Ilya’s, trying not to mark himself before Ilya gets home.
“My Shane!” Ilya calls when he enters the house. He finds Shane lying on the couch watching HGTV and plops right on top of him.
Shane lifts his head up to kiss his boyfriend. They, like always, get a little too into it immediately, and they’re both hard in their sweatpants. “Merry Christmas,” Shane smiles as he pulls away from Ilya’s lips, panting.
Ilya’s eyes are unfocused, still dazed from the kiss. “Hmm?” he whispers.
Shane laughs. “Christmas. Tomorrow.” He gestures to the Christmas tree he’s set up in Ilya’s living room. They were supposed to do it together during their last visit, but never got around to it.
“Ah. Yes. Merry Christmas,” Ilya smirks. “Can we fuck under the tree now?”
They don’t, in fact, fuck under the tree. But they do on the couch right next to the tree.
Shane’s shirt is off, and he’s tugging Ilya’s over his head. Ilya flips them over immediately, wanting Shane on top. Ilya sits propped up on the back of the couch, Shane straddling his lap. Immediately Ilya is grabbing Shane around his back and yanking him forward. Ilya loves this position as it makes Shane’s chest eye-level.
And then Ilya’s looking at Shane’s chest with dark eyes, biting his pec hard before licking it in soothing laps. Then he’s sucking on a nipple. Shane loves when Ilya gives attention to his chest, and he arches his back into Ilya automatically. Ilya’s hands and fingernails roam over the smooth skin of his hips, stomach and back.
After giving some very loving attention to both nipples, Ilya pulls back to take Shane’s mouth, but stops before Shane can get his lips on his boyfriends. Something must have caught Ilya’s eye, as his pupils are focused back down on his chest.
“What is this?” Ilya asks. “Did you run out of medicine?”
At first Shane is confused by Ilya’s words. He’d already forgotten about his present. An extremely hot Russian boyfriend sucking your tits can do that to a guy.
“No,” Shane answers, looking down at his marked chest. And—wow. Shane gets it suddenly. Seeing Ilya’s tracks, his scratches, and most importantly, that bite mark from earlier on him, is hot as fuck.
“I skipped a dose on purpose. To surprise you. You seemed to like it a lot at the cottage…” Shane trails off. He suddenly is feeling a little bashful about his gift.
But he doesn’t stay shy for long. Ilya ravishes him hard and fast, just as he hoped.
After when they’re cuddling, still naked, Shane slumped over on Ilya’s chest, he feels Ilya trace a heart-shape into his skin with his finger, just above Shane’s heartbeat.
Dear author. Your tags are entirely invalid. It's a lovely, fantastically written, very intimate and hot and sexy fic, and you just have to accept that regardless how you feel about your asexuality impacting your writing you actually can write a very good smut.
As proved above.
It's also an extremely compelling window into what dermatographia is, and I would love to know more!!!
Also I very much appreciate the "dignity of the risk" part, where he decides to skip his meds on purpose, because I assure you, it wouldn't hit the same written by someone who doesn't have this condition.
Also, the balance of other person being worried and explaining to them exactly how worried it makes sense to be, in this particular case, that's very touching and feels very realistic. (The awkwardness of people being worried about the wrong part. The awkwardness of people being more worried than you are.)
I would really like to know more about dermatographia and ask some questions, if you don't mind answering just here, without a new fic being written? (It's not that I don't want to write any, but 1) i'm very inexperienced writer 2) I'm having some health-related ups and downs and I cannot promise anything.)
You wrote Shane discovering it when wearing hockey gear for the first time, at 9 years old. Does it mean it's not from birth? Or is it the matter of a touch being strong enough? How the beggining usually looks like?
Is it like, at random age some touch is strong enough to cause reaction and from there it just stays with you forever?
Is it plausible that in kindergarten first few episodes are from impact, like falling from a swing and getting bruises and allergy both, and get overlooked/misinterpreted, and then child goes to elementary school and in first few weeks of school gets allergy on buttocks from sitting at the school desk for hours?
Is it possible/common to get dermatographia later in life, as an adult?
Does dermatographia have ups and downs? Like, months when Shane would need to wear hockey gear for hours to trigger it at all, and months when he wears his pajamas inside out to avoid overlock-seams touching his skin?
Is the trigger threshold something constant, or does it get more and more sensitive once there is allergy reaction going on?
(For example, is it possible that Shane would skip his meds or his meds would work worse for whatever reason; and normal touch wouldn't mark him before training; but after hockey gear and sweating triggered allergy reaction, treshold got lowered enough that a kiss on the cheek or holding his face for a kiss are leaving marks?)
How long does it take for marks to show? Seconds? Minutes? If it varies, what are factors?
Does dermatographia has any common comorbidities?
You absolutely don't have to answer these, but it would be lovely if you did.
thank you so much this is literally the nicest thing i’ve ever read and i’m literally lower lip out feeling grateful rn lol 🥹🥺
happy to answer all of these! i definitely did not answer your questions in order but hopefully i covered everything 🙈
Age of Onset: It’s actually something that starts, on average, a bit later in life! I read somewhere it affects people in their teens-20s the most but can affect anyone. My first time noticing it was when i was 15. They say people grow out of it as well, but i haven’t experienced that yet (i’m 27). I guess it’s similar to allergies in that way?? Where they can start or stop randomly?
Initial Triggers and Development: So! They actually don’t really know what causes it to develop. It’s not actually being allergic to touch the way Shane explains it in the story, but that’s like the simplest explanation lol. It’s a type of urticaria (hives) that appear to be an inappropriate autoimmune response. Your mast cells (a type of white blood cell) are unnecessarily releasing histamine when your skin is it touched. It doesn’t seem to be triggered by a specifically rough touch or impact or anything like that. Like you said, one day you just scratch and it happens to trigger it and doesn’t go away!
Ups and Downs: I’d say for me there are periods when it gets worse, but never periods where it gets better, if that makes sense? I always have it but there will be days or instances when it’s worse. The known triggers are heat and cold, dry skin, stress and tight/irritating clothing.
I personally find mine gets a lot worse during the summer, which could be heat, but in my personal opinion is it’s also because I am also allergic to a bunchhh of different environmental allergens (pollen, grass, trees, etc.) So I think since my system has the extra histamine release constantly from being exposed to those things, I’m more likely to have the skin reactions as well?
The threshold to make a welt totally depends on the last time I took my meds and the conditions (am i sweaty/hot, is my skin dry). It takes about 24 hours before I notice I missed a dose, and then only like a rough touch/scratch would trigger it. But then if I continue without the meds for longer, I’m way more sensitive and it happens a lot faster/easier, and the marks last longer. Probably a kiss on the cheek would never trigger it for me on its own, but I’ve also never been off the meds for more than a few days. The order of operations would probably be like: I got the kiss on the cheek, and then I’d mindlessly touch or scratch the spot after and that second touch is what would cause the welt, not the kiss itself.
I find them worse on more like meaty areas too (stomach, thighs, back) and less on like my face or feet.
How long they take to form: it’s definitely not instant. maybe like 2-5 minutes? I don’t think the formation time varies much. It almost would be less annoying if it was instant because usually by the time I notice that I’m welting I’ve already forgotten what caused it and have been mindlessly scratching for 5 minutes and covered in marks.
They usually start just bright red, and then the raised weals will start a bit later. Even while I’m on my meds i often get bright red marks anytime I scratch my skin even without the raised line and the itching. I suspect that would be less prominent for someone with a darker skin tone though. I am very pale! Some people also have asymptotic dermatographism so they don’t get itchy at all.
I’m not too sure about common comorbidities! I would assume just other allergies in any form, and skin conditions, like eczema. I keep getting tik toks about people talking about its link with mast cell activation syndrome, which is associated with a bunnccchh of other health things (one being endometriosis which i also have) so i’ll be keeping up with the research haha
I feel like I’m making this sound worse or a bigger deal than it is. As long as I take my anti-histamines relatively regularly it doesn’t bother me much!
(Hopefully all of that made sense and thank you for asking because I had a lot of fun talking about myself)
I was actually very curious how much similarities it has with atopic dermatitis (which I have, with few permanent hypersensitivities/allergies and few that came and went) and. Well. Aside of onset time it's actually very similar!
Atopic dermatitis usually gives first symptoms in first months of life and then just stays for life. (It's pretty flowing in terms of severity, set of triggers, symptoms and hypersensitivities, but it stays.)
But aside of that? Much more similarities than I would thought. The dynamic threshold affected by basically everything going on. Multiple allergens being cumulative. Threshold being lowered and lowered once histamine starts rampaging around in the body. (I got ordered by a dermatologist to fix all my teeth bc all and any inflammation in the body, no matter the source, would set my skin aflame.) Keeping skin moisturized being necessity. Possibility to keep it under control with anti-histamines, at least until some kind of major stressor. It's kind of nice :)
Also I'm glad I achieved my goal of making you feel nice! If you feel comfortable with it, could you maybe post it to ao3? I really think more people would enjoy what you wrote!
Oh, and don't worry about making it sound worse than it is. I've found that basically every condition ever (at least every one that I ever had, which is quite a lot) sounds worse than it is. At least, when it is described truthfully yet managed successfully. ...And then if it gets unmanageable for whatever reason, well. It gets exactly as bad as it sounds and then worse.
So, don't you worry about it. Lots of people will understand, and lots of other won't, it's like this for most conditions. You explained very well and I'm glad I could learn :)
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I’m gonna propose something: if your combat/ass-kicking sequence can’t fit to a top 40 female-vocalist Banger like “Toxic” or “Mama Mia” or “I Need a Hero” you’re not Doing It Right.
I agree wholeheartedly with every point above but I watched this first with the sound off because I forgot that was an option and what struck me most is how efficient Luke's lightsaber style is. Almost every flourish he makes and all of what, 2 entire spins?, is defensive to better parry blaster fire while nearly every offensive swing he makes is basically a head or chest level kill shot. If I had to make a guess about his character I'd say this vintage twink has probably Seen Some Shit and maybe comes from a background where resources are scarce and help is far away so if you get in a fight you have to end it before it starts or you're dead meat
deeply want a time travel fic where Luke visits the old republic and the Jedi are like “that’s not a dueling style” and luke is like “yea am not doing much dueling tbh”
Someone tries to duel Luke, and he just whips that thang around and it’s like trying to daintily fence a blender.
You end up on the floor with Luke beating you with a lightsabre like it’s a chunk of rebar.
And you realise two things:
This kid is not using any know Jedi or Sith form. Whoever taught him to fight had no idea about elegant flourishes or named styles or The Lore. They just want the shortest distance between A (asking you to Can You Not) and B (You Died).
Mafia boss smoking a cigar: Why’d you gotta squeal, Squealin’ Stephen? I trusted you. Now I gotta send my best goons to show you what happens when you cross the Big Boss…
Guy tied up in chair: uh…theres just one guy over there.
Mafia boss: Yeah. That’s Lil’ Tony. He’s got one of dem conditions where he’s got multiple mooks n’ his head. But when Big Tony fronts you’re gonna be in big trouble.
Lil’ Tony: We actually all agree we’re gonna kick your ass.
There needs to be shorthand for "I agree with the basic good that you are defending, but your obsession with winning arguments online has caused you to warp your whole worldview and deny the complexity of reality just to make sure every aspect of the world supports the basic argument that you are defending and you need to stop."
the amount of people taking this post seriously enough that they're trying to debate me about the nature of every sewing machine in the world is really funny
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This is literally what people are talking about when they say AI will be used to mainstream widely held bigotry. LLMs are trained on frequency and probability -> straight relationships are more well represented in the dataset -> straight pronouns and terms become the "correct" normal.
This is a form of backdoor bigotry from both normative facts (there are more straight than gay relationships) and well represented bigoted beliefs (men are superior to women).
Combine this with the mass of people inclined to believe (and being encouraged to believe) that if AI says and does something it must be correct
I think it deserves pointing out that it doesn't just reproduce or amplify existing bigotries: it can fabricate them out of whole cloth, without even needing any bigotry in the input dataset. This is because, as a technology, it is inherently severely conformist: anything that is unusual, it will flag as likely wrong.
Man with a husband? Even if every person on earth sincerely feels "love is love, some men have husbands and I love that we are diverse like that", the software will still see that the majority of people with husbands are women, and mark "person with husband is a man" as "likely wrong". This will happen to any minority, because any technology that calls the most common thing "correct" and everything else "incorrect" is, inevitably, inherently, violently anti-minority.
It's not enough to get rid of widely held bigotry or filter it out of the dataset, even if we could do that. The flaw is in the tool, and we have no reason to believe it can be fixed. The only solution I can see would work for sure is if none of us ever used it again.
If criminals don't get to have human rights, then the people in charge of deciding what a criminal is get to decide who is and is not human. Do you understand? Is this not blindingly obvious? Do you care?
Or do you assume you will always be "one of the good ones"?
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Hey dude, sorry, you must get a billions asks like these, but I’m 21 and very much lost, and I don’t know what the hell im doing with my life and how I can stop being so static. Is it fucking over for me man??
Absolutely not over! No one has their shit figured out in their 20s, and you may very well end up being a dozen different people before you are 30. (I myself had 2 major breakdowns during those years. I also made the decision to transition, too, which was one of the best things I could have done for myself.)
Sounds like you either haven't found something that captures your interest hobby or work-wise, or there is something you want to do, but inertia or something else is in the way.
I had a shitty job in my 20s, but work isn't something I truly regret from those years. If I had to do it all over again, I'd:
Make being active a regular part of my life -- being in nature, jogging, even some kind of sport
Get off the computer when it felt like a chore. A lot of my video games and web browsing were just time sinks and increasingly felt like some kind of weird job.
Experiment more with hobbies and not be afraid of being bad at something for a while. I wish I picked up sewing earlier, or another instrument, or spent more time drawing.
Overall, just enjoy what I *did* have, even with my limited income. I had local parks, books to read, free events to go to, board games to play with friends, and so many crafts to try.
Of course, I'd also transition earlier, ha ha. But that is also part of a bigger theme of prioritizing my happiness, not being afraid of being messy or weird, and doing small things I had access to in order to get to know myself better, and perhaps build some positive habits.
Teens and 20s kind of suck. You're gaining agency, but don't have the resources yet to jump ahead in life. That's going to take time, and one of the best things you can do right now is get out of your comfort zone and see where your curiosity takes you.
So, maybe see what's going on locally on your next free day. Go to a pride festival, or a farmer's market, an art show, a library sale, a community walk, etc. Have a little adventure of some sort to wake your brain and mood up.
Curiosity is one of the most important qualities in happy and successful people, but you gotta feed it all the time. All the other stuff will come if you're curious, persistent, and not afraid of the occasional fuckup.
another Black trans woman was found murdered, louisiana this time, and the news is consistently misgendering her in all the reporting. her name was marlow trottie and she was only 35 and she was a woman. don’t let them erase her womanhood.
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