RELEASE Blitz- A Holy City Romance ‘A Twist of Fate’ by Pauline West


Candlemoth Book 3

A Holy City Romance

‘A Twist of Fate’ by Pauline West

Genre: Steamy New Adult, Romance


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As Lily and Ry are reunited, the lovers are caught in a tragedy that changes their lives forever. Boldly sensual and deeply inspiring, this installment in the Candlemoth series will have you on the edge of your seat all the way to its soaring finish.






His mouth slack with desire, red with kissing. Ry bent to my neck, his hand fucking me expertly, relentlessly.

“Oh, oh, you’re so fucking hot I can’t even-”

“What’s that?” Ry said, his voice a raspy purr.

“I, oh-”

“What’s that, Lily?”

His steady, deep, hunting rhythm. He had me right on the edge. His touch strayed back along my cleft to rest alongside the tight bud of flesh at my back.

I tried to squirm away but had nowhere to go. “Hey, you’ve got me between a rock and a hard place, here,” I said, laughing nervously.

Ry slowed, still exploring. He circled pressingly, his free hand wrapped around the side of my hip, pinning me where he wanted. I loved how big his hands were, but the very bigness of Ry meant he could pin me like a butterfly. Worst of all, it felt wonderful. Even as shame began to lick at me hotly.

I felt ragingly shy. “I can’t…”

Ry wouldn’t let me go.

My eyes sparked on his. “Please, I can’t-”

Just when I thought I couldn’t bear his strokes any longer, Ry moved sideways, massaging the inner muscles of the back of my ass.

The thumb of Ry’s hand at my waist still stroked me soothingly. I wrapped my arms around him, trying to let myself go, to float in him. But whenever I thought about what he was doing, what he was trying to do and where he was doing it, I’d get so embarrassed I’d squirm away from him again. The sunlight throbbed.

“Oh, I don’t know, I don’t know, I just don’t want to-”

“I love your crazy talk when you go out of your mind.” Ry kissed my cheek hard, and then found my mouth, working me open. Soon I was panting into him again, my hips lifting for his. Pleasure strobed as we drank, sucking, our tongues shamelessly wet.

“You trust me, baby?” Ry said.


His touch tipped inside me, pulsing. I felt myself open; flowers gasped candent in the sun.

“I could watch your face forever,” he said.

“I’d die, you feel so good, you feel too good-”

“Ssh, ssh, relax, just let it. Just let me know you.” The sound of Ry’s voice curled through me as his touch slid, a metronome of desire.

Quickening in me.

This overwhelming fullness.

Ry covered me with kisses. “You’re so, so soft. I love touching you all over.” He grinned. “Staking my claim.” He moved back, lingeringly, to stand above me, his frame commanding even as he was dwarfed amongst the hugeness of rock and forest, the mountains in the distance. He began unbuckling his jeans for me, teasingly slow.








A bold and independent free spirit from the foster system of small town South Carolina, Lily is a survivor with skeletons in her closet. She knows what she wants and how to get it. And a spoiled rich playboy is not part of her plan- but Ry is irresistible.

Steamy, exciting and beautifully written, this dramatic romance will appeal to fans of Sylvia Day.

Book One in the Holy City Romance series about a wild and fun-loving group of twenty-somethings in Charleston, South Carolina.

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“The masterpiece of my life was having learned how to glass myself inward, burying my heart so deep I didn’t even know where it was buried.” – Lily Inoue

Lily is a bold, passionate free thinker from small town South Carolina. Fiercely self reliant, the same strength that helped Lily survive a traumatic upbringing makes it difficult for her to trust anyone, especially Ry Calhoun. When Ry’s political obligations and Lily’s rising notoriety in Charleston threaten their relationship, Lily arrives into her most reckless act yet- and at incredible cost.

The scorching second installment in the Holy City Romance series of steamy romance novels about a wild, fun-loving group of twenty-somethings in Charleston, South Carolina.

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Pauline West is a bookworm, trail runner and bourbon lover. Her hobbies include mild hypochondria and ill-advised matchmaking. For more romantic stories about Charleston, follow West on and Amazon for news on the Candlemoth: Holy City Romance novels, as well as her upcoming series, Evening’s Land: a Gothic Fantasy.

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Cover Reveal : Troy – Into The Light (Book 1) by JJ Harper


Troy – Into The Light (Book 1)
By JJ Harper

Cover Reveal – November 10 2016

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Troy grabs his bags and, shoving in as much of his belongings as he can, he clambers out of his bedroom window. He can hear the shouts and arguments starting up and his name being called. Not able to face his parents, Troy runs away.

Leaning against the wall of the club, Troy’s eyes are drawn to the dark-haired man dancing fluidly with another man. Their eyes meet and Troy’s life changes in the blink of an eye. Inexplicably drawn to each other, they meet on the dance floor. Tremors course over Troy’s body as the handsome stranger touches him.

“I’ve been waiting for you. I don’t know how or why, but I know that you are mine.” As he leans in, he whispers in my ear, “I’m Franco; I am the man you’ve been waiting for, too.” Troy’s life alters irrevocably in that instant as he falls for the handsome, Italian man.
As they build their life together Troy and Franco discover true love, a love so deep they can’t be apart.

I hold his head against my body and, no longer able to hold back my emotions or my words, I stutter, “I love you,” into his hair as my lips cover his head with kisses. “I love you also, Troy. I never knew such a feeling was possible.” Franco whispers against my chest as I hold him.

When illness strikes, Troy has to discover a new part of himself as he struggles past the pain. A new, stronger, braver man emerges, taking his life in his own hands.



Release Date: November 28 2016

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I’m J J Harper or Jess to my friends and family. I have a love for hot steamy love stories and write m/m and m/f romances.

I stumbled into writing after a suggestion from my husband sets some seed sowing in my head and the ideas started to flow. I have found something that I absolutely love doing. I’m a true romantic and always want to see a happy ever after in my books and in life.

I live in the UK in the quiet Lincolnshire countryside along with my husband and my dog, it’s a peaceful existence which balances out all the crazy that goes on in my head. What would the neighbours think of me???

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COVER REVEAL: Fail to Fight by Maci Dillon


Fail to Fight (Lessons in Love #1)

by Maci Dillon

Cover Reveal 8 Nov 2016

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An emotional story of unrequited love…


Now, I ask you not to condemn the man I loved without knowing all the details. What he did was inexcusable and unforgettable, yes, but I wanted to forgive.

What I struggled with was why he left me scared and broken, without a fight.

With no goodbye, no closure.

And without closure, there was no moving on.


Visions of her would haunt my dreams for all eternity. That night destroyed my world and changed my life forever.

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Maci Dillon is a self-confessed lover of chocolate, wine and mummy porn. A mother of three sporty children, Maci fits in writing between her family and full-time Marketing & PA business. Maci is a daydreamer who loves writing short, erotic scenes and loves reading M/M, ménage and sports romance. A true minx at heart, in her spare time you’ll often find her by the beach with a cocktail in hand.

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Blog Tour and Sale: Born to Sin by A.L. Simpson


Title: Born to Sin

Series: Born Series

Author: A.L. Simpson




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I was born to an alcoholic mother and alcoholic, drug dealing father. Not a good start to life for a young boy. I was born to sin.

I’ve lied, cheated, assaulted, been an adulterer and stolen. It’s how one survives the ‘hood’. I have a reputation for being the ‘bad boy’, the fuck ’em and leave ’em type. I have never spent the night with a woman and I have never brought a woman home. We ‘play’ at her place and as soon as I’m done, I leave.

After fleeing my home at the age of thirteen and living on the streets – an option I found better than being with my parents, my life is turned around by an elderly lady.

I educate myself, become an award winning chef and return to the ‘hood where I rent an apartment. I love and care about no-one and nothing except my Harley Motorcycle. It’s here I met Jonesy and he takes my life in a whole new direction. Along with Wade, a fellow chef and the only person I can trust, the pair teach me how to love. Not only myself, but others.


I’m a wealthy Restaurateur thanks to an inheritance I received when my father passed.

I live in a penthouse apartment in the ‘rich’ part of the city.

Being pampered and spoiled all my life has turned me into a woman who sees something she wants and, like a dog with a bone, I won’t let go until it’s mine. I’m a winner. I ALWAYS win.

I don’t have relationships with men. One night stands suit me just fine. I can’t trust it’s me they want and not my money.

I meet Hamish by chance when I’m on the hunt for a new Head Chef. He treats me like I’m not worth a second thought. I’ve never been treated this way and I decide at that moment, I will make Hamish mine.

Hamish has no interest in the pampered Blossom but for some reason she gets under his skin.

Then, something happens that makes him realize, he has fallen in love. Will it be too late? Will tragedy strike before he can hold her in his arms and confess his true feelings?

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“Shit, that was good.” Caroline sighs as I pull out of her and roll over. “Can we go out? Will you stay the night?”

“Nope. Gotta work.” I slide off the bed and pad to the bathroom across the hall. It’s as bad as the rest of Caroline’s apartment. Broken and cracked tiles, years of filth discoloring the grout, the bathtub so stained I wouldn’t even think to lower my ass onto the grime. Peeling paint like the other rooms, torn vinyl on the floors. Not unlike my place two blocks away. Well, I at least keep my place clean.

Most of the apartment blocks in the ’hood are run down, squalid hovels. The apartments haven’t seen maintenance in years because, unless you live in the ’hood, you don’t come here. Crimes are committed every hour, screaming, gun shots, rats in the filth ridden streets. It’s all a common sight to us natives of the area. It’s why I want to get out of here. Why I’m desperate to live somewhere decent with decent people. I’ve tried to rent in an area closer to work. A nice ‘burb close to the city. The realtors take one look at my references, note where I’ve been living and tell me the place is taken. It doesn’t matter that I clean up nice before I go and see them. It doesn’t matter that I’ve managed to get myself an education and have been working as a chef at a prestigious city restaurant. Nope, once a ’hood boy, always a ’hood boy as far as they’re concerned. It is impossible to rid myself of the stigma. Once I would have worn it as a badge of honor, now I want something better.

I dispose of the condom and return to the bedroom.

Caroline is stretched out on the bed like a contented cat. Fuck, she’s got a gorgeous body.

“Why won’t you stay? Even when you don’t have to work, you won’t stay.”

I hate the whining that has been happening lately. “Babe, I’ve told you. I don’t stay anywhere except my own bed in my own apartment. Alone.”

She leans up on her elbow. “We’ve been going out for almost a month and all you’ve done is text me and order me to meet you here so you can make love to me.”

I raise my hands in front of my still naked body. My dick is now flaccid, soft. Totally turned off with her whining. “How long have you lived in this neighborhood?” I watch her frown while she wonders why I’ve asked a question I already know the answer to.

“Nine years.”

“You know my reputation?”

She lowers her eyes. “Yes.”


“You fuck ’em and leave ’em.”

“So, why do you ask if I’m staying the night?”

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I believe no mountain is too hard to climb, no river is too wide to span and no journey is too difficult to complete. I follow my dreams and I urge and encourage others to do the same.
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Cover Reveal- Savage Sacrifice by Kathleen Kelly


Title – Savage Sacrifice
Series – Savage Angels MC
Author – Kathleen Kelly
Genre – MC Romance

Release Date – May 31st



Rockstar Princess Kat Saunders is enjoying her world tour with the band, RockPlay a little too much. Captured on camera kissing bad boy rocker, Will Van Ryken, her world is about to get turned upside down.

When Dane Reynolds, President of Savage Angels MC tries to confront his wife, another kind of hell descends upon him.

Guilty, ashamed and disgusted in his own behavior, Dane skips town and heads home to Tourmaline knowing what he must sacrifice for his wife.

Will he give up the club, his family, to save his marriage?

It seems Will Van Ryken is harboring some dirty secrets of his own and when the Savage Angels receive a tip about his associations with a known drug lord, they instantly fear Kat may be slipping back into old habits.

Dane has no intention of giving up on his woman. Can The Grinders and the Savage Angels work together to keep their princess safe from the clutches of this devil in disguise?

What will it take for Kat to go running back into the arms of the only man she’s ever loved?

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Kathleen Kelly was born in Penrith, NSW, Australia. When she was four her family moved to Brisbane, QLD, Australia. Although born in NSW she considers herself a QUEENSLANDER!!
She married her childhood sweetheart and they live in Toowoomba with their two furry kids. A British Short Hair named Grace and a Burmese named Jack.
Kathleen enjoys writing contemporary, romance novels with a little bit of erotica. She draws her inspiration from family, friends and the people around her. She can often be found in cafes writing and observing the locals.
If you have any questions about her novels or would like to ask Kathleen a question she can be contacted via e-mail: or she can be found on Facebook. She loves to be contacted by those that love her books.

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Sale Blitz – Laws of Attraction by Crystal Kauffman

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Title: Laws of Attraction

Author: Crystal Kauffman

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She’s a lawyer, he’s an ex-con
Derek Malone makes a bold proposition; unlimited sex with Emily Larson for six weeks in exchange for relinquishing his right to sue Emily’s father, the corrupt prosecutor who railroaded him into prison. But he never figured he’d lose his heart to the dynamic public defender with the courage to accept his wicked offer.
Emily Larson can hardly believe she agreed to Derek’s audacious scheme. But she knows it’s just sex and that suits her fine. There’s no room for the emotional chaos of jealousy or heartache. Derek is just a drop-dead sexy guy who knows how to cook—in the kitchen and in the bedroom. But he’s a little bit dangerous and makes no secret of his desire for revenge against her father. Emily cannot allow herself to trust him, even as she finds herself falling deeper under the spell of his devilish charm.
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The door banged open and Emily bristled, expecting another barrage of questions.

But it wasn’t a reporter. A man strode through the doors, his sky-blue eyes pinned on her. And not just any man. Derek Malone. Emily’s heart skipped a beat.

“Hello, Emily.”

She turned away from the sink and faced him, but said nothing.

He advanced with purpose, and before Emily could stop herself, she stepped backward.

Mistake number one. Don’t show fear. Her back met the cold tile wall.

She’d known he was handsome from photos and video of his original trial, but now, standing less than a foot away, she recognized how truly gorgeous he was.

There were rumors that during his incarceration he’d received marriage proposals from women he didn’t even know, and lonely, horny strangers showed up to offer “unofficial” conjugal visits.

“Do you know who I am?”

How could she not? “Mr. Malone. What are you doing here?”

Emily knew his case as well as she knew the stunning planes of his face. Derek’s was one of three overturned convictions resulting from the investigation into her father’s actions, and though she’d never say so out loud, she couldn’t help but feel the four years he spent in prison were her fault for not discovering what her father was up to much sooner.

Of course, screwing that underage slut was all on him.

“You probably think I’m here to thank you.” Mockery rang in his voice.

He stalked directly across the restroom floor and planted his hand on the wall beside her head. She swallowed so hard her head bobbed up and down. Mistake number two.

“In the women’s restroom?”

He pressed close. Another inch, and he’d pin her to the wall with his muscular body. He was clean-shaven and smelled lightly of minty cologne. Black, wavy hair brushed the collar of his shirt. The shirtsleeves were rolled to the elbows, revealing the tight cords in muscular forearms. Even under the pale-blue cotton that made his eyes stand out more brilliantly than the sky, his broad shoulders and the bulge of well-formed biceps were obvious. He’d spent the last four years lifting weights and avoiding trouble in prison.

Those amazing eyes flicked down to her lips. “Nice comment to the press. Too bad you didn’t mean it.”

So he’d been following her. The fear swirling in her gut increased two levels.

“I meant it. No one is above the law.”

He snorted. “Right.”

“My father is in prison.”

“Your father is at a country club for the rich and privileged.”

She didn’t argue that. It was essentially true. But her father was a fifty-eight-year-old white-collar criminal with influential friends in the court system and ties to the community. He wasn’t a threat to the general public, or a flight risk.

Derek Malone had done hard time in one of California’s most brutal maximum security prisons.

“Why are you here, Mr. Malone?” Emily hoped he couldn’t hear the quaver she felt in her voice.

The thin mask of pleasantness in Derek’s face vanished. He eased closer yet, and his leg slipped between hers. “I spent four years in prison for a rape I didn’t commit. I think I deserve what I paid for.”

Black spots popped into her vision. She could hardly draw a breath. “So you’ve come here to rape me, is that it?” Emily’s pulse thundered in her ears. Had those words really come out of her own mouth?

He frowned. “Of course not.”

The door swished open. A woman peeked in, a cameraman looming behind her. It was Rita Ward, the snarky reporter from Channel 4.

Derek shot a glare over his shoulder. “Get out.”

The woman backed out and the door eased closed.

Rita had seen her, too, but it didn’t relieve Emily’s fear. Derek’s anger seeped out of every pore like a living, breathing monster.

“I’m owed retribution. I’m going to get it, one way or another.”

Enough was enough. She hadn’t fought her way up the corporate ladder through a jungle of chauvinistic bravado only to turn into a shrinking violet now.

She squared her shoulders. “What do you want from me?”

“A private moment, alone.”

“We’re having that now.” Her voice still trembled, like it used to during her first year in court. The man had turned her into a jumpy novice all over again.

“A longer moment.” Malone cocked a slow, lazy grin. “Six weeks, to be exact. A day for every month I spent in prison.”

A moment of confusion passed. He was crazy. Then his eyes slid down her body slowly, appraisingly, and understanding clicked.

Sex? Dear lord in Heaven! Six weeks of sex?

She opened her mouth, but nothing came out.

“I could sue your father. A lawyer has already contacted me about a class-action lawsuit.”

“My father is going to be sued anyway. What do I care if you take part or not?”

He leaned closer. “Come on, Counsel. I don’t have to tell you a class-action suit is a lot worse than a joint suit, at least to all the snobs in your neighborhood.”

She swallowed. He was right about that, especially in her mother’s eyes. “Even if I…What’s to stop you from doing that anyway?”

His smile grew, dangerously alluring, and Emily understood why strangers had gone to Holt-Lincoln Penitentiary to offer him sex. His teeth were even and white, his lips perfectly shaped. He had a strong, chiseled jaw and a straight, patrician nose. But his eyes were the most amazing part of him. She’d never seen blue like this. It was the flecks of gray that made them almost silver, and the circle as dark as a midnight sky around the iris. They were mesmerizing eyes, and their magic had her spellbound.

He shifted his body, pressing his hips against hers. The length of his erection pushed against her abdomen, a rock-hard ridge beneath black jeans, leaving no doubt to his intentions.

Rushes of something unidentifiable rolled through Emily that couldn’t entirely be called fear.

She didn’t want it to be desire, but heaven help her, it sure felt like it. Her pulse raced. This was unreal!

“How do you come up with six weeks?”

“I’m rounding up in my favor.”

“I see.”

Those tiny lines crinkled around his eyes as he laughed. “You want it.”

“Like hell.”

“Your body doesn’t lie.” His thumb flicked over one stiff nipple, separated from her skin only by a sheer silk blouse and barely-there bra.

Powerful waves of hot need crashed to the center of her. She didn’t need to look down to see her nipples were like pebbles. They were so tight she wasn’t sure which ached more: the one he teased or the one he neglected.

He squeezed the full mound of her breast and her legs turned to jelly. He snatched her purse with his other hand.


“You’re going to give me what I want, or I’m going to sue your father for everything he’s got.”

Her breath rushed out in a whoosh. “That’s your right.”

Derek shoved backward and dug through her purse. “You wouldn’t want your mother to lose that fancy house in Beverly Hills, would you?” He held up her keys.

She grabbed them out of his hand. “Forget it.”

His grin turned wicked. “You’re so starched. When was the last time you got some?”

“None of your business!”

He snatched the keys back. “I’m coming over tonight, and we’re going to discuss it.”

“You don’t know where I live.”

He singled out a silver Kwikset from the ring and held it up. “Forty-eight Blossom Valley Drive. Cute little bungalow with Bougainvillea over the front door.”

Her jaw fell open. Fear replaced any confusing hints of desire.

He chuckled at her shocked expression. “You’re listed in the phone book. You should be more careful, Counsel. Some people don’t like public defenders.”

“You’re crazy if you think I’m going to let you fuck me.”

He laughed. “Let me fuck you? Sweetheart, you’re going to do most of the work.”

His arrogance was almost laughable. But his suggestion was almost…exciting.

“You’re going to rock my world, and maybe I’ll go away happy.”

“You just want to hurt my father. Why the hell should I help you?”

“Maybe it’s enough to me that he knows I’m making his sweet little girl’s legs ten inches longer.”

The image that statement conjured sent her reeling out of control. She forced a laugh. “You have a high opinion of yourself.”

“What can I say? I’m good. Women want me.”

“Not this one.” She swallowed again. Mistake number three.

“Six weeks of crazy, gorilla sex. When was the last time anyone made you an offer like that?”

Never. Not like it was something she’d ever want them to.

Would she?

“I have a boyfriend.”

“No you don’t.”

“How do you know?”

“Lucky guess.”

He gave her that wicked grin again. It was working on her. Combined with his racy suggestions, her insides were melting like chocolate on a warm day. A very warm day.

Just the idea of what he proposed made her sweat. The thought of actually going through with it made slippery heat bloom between her legs.

He jingled the keys, holding the Kwikset to her front door.

A moment passed where she didn’t breathe, and her heart didn’t beat. “You can knock, like everyone else.”

What the hell did she just say?

“As if you’ll open the door.” He chuckled as he worked the Kwikset off the mini carabineer she used as a ring.

The door banged open. “Everything all right in here? Ms. Larson?” Travis pushed his hulking frame through, nightstick in hand. God bless that nosy reporter.

“Just having a chat with Ms. Larson,” Derek tossed over his shoulder.

“Chat somewhere else,” Travis commanded in a deep voice. “You can’t be in here.”

Derek eased away and tossed the ring of remaining keys back to her. They hit the wall beside her and crashed to the floor with a tinkling like breaking glass. Still grinning, he gave a little wave. “See you tonight, Counsel.”



Crystal Kauffman is a native Californian who also writes romantic suspense. She is a Golden Heart Award winner, an EPIC Award nominee, and the recipient of a Top Pick review from Romantic Times. Crystal loves all types of genre fiction, but believes every story is better if there’s a guy who gets a girl in the end. To her, a story without a Happily Ever After is like a house without a roof.

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Release Blitz – Suddenly Dirty by JA Low


Title: Suddenly Dirty
Series: The Dirty Texas Series – Book 1
Release Date: 1st April
Genre: Contemporary Romance/ Rockstar Romance

He was everything she wasn’t looking for …

Finding a naked rock star in my bed was not how I saw my new life starting. Especially when that rock star is Evan Wyld, guitarist of the hottest band on the planet, Dirty Texas.

He looks dirty as sin with colorful tattoos, muscles and piercings in all the right places. Summer is about to heat up as I join Dirty Texas on their European tour.

She was everything he wasn’t ready for…

Sienna Hayes is off limits, but ever since the blonde bombshell accidentally climbed into my bed, I’ve been fantasizing about the ways I could help her get over her ex.

She has baggage, but I’m known for being a good time. Maybe I can be her rebound, help put her back together again.

One little taste can’t hurt; can it?

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