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  1. I was supposed to nod.
    To take the deal.
    To play it safe,
    smile tight,
    stay grateful for scraps.

    I was supposed to say yes.

    Yes to the job that guts me.
    Yes to the rules that erase me.
    Yes to shrinking
    until I disappeared between invoices and shame.

    But I didn’t.
    I said no.

    And god, it tasted like oxygen.

    No to your deadlines.
    No to your dress codes.
    No to your passive-aggressive policies
    written in suits and spit.

    I said no,
    and the world didn’t end.

    It cracked open.

    Turns out
    saying no isn’t weakness.
    It’s birth.
    It’s the first word of building something better.

    You don’t own me.
    Not my body,
    not my time,
    not my rage.

    You don’t get my back bent.
    You don’t get my silence.
    You don’t get to call me broken
    for not fitting into your machine.

    I am not broken.
    I am unfitting on purpose.
    And that’s power.

    There’s joy in this.
    In saying no and meaning it.
    In walking out of your office,
    your church,
    your family dinner,
    with my head up and my spine intact.

    No is not bitter.
    No is not cold.
    No is holy.

    No is the beat in the protest song.
    No is the breath before the first brick flies.
    No is survival turned sacred.

    I don’t owe you sweetness.
    I don’t owe you comfort.
    I owe myself the truth.
    And today, the truth is:

    No.

    No to your world
    built on obedience and debt.
    No to your cages
    painted as careers.
    No to your love
    that comes with conditions and curfews.

    I’d rather be alone in the open
    than safe in your lie.

    So here I am.
    Not asking.
    Not apologizing.
    Laughing.

    Louder than I was ever allowed to.

    #poetry #SayNo #RadicalSelfRespect #QueerVoices #FeministPoetry #Unapologetic #Resistance #Liberation

  2. I was supposed to nod.
    To take the deal.
    To play it safe,
    smile tight,
    stay grateful for scraps.

    I was supposed to say yes.

    Yes to the job that guts me.
    Yes to the rules that erase me.
    Yes to shrinking
    until I disappeared between invoices and shame.

    But I didn’t.
    I said no.

    And god, it tasted like oxygen.

    No to your deadlines.
    No to your dress codes.
    No to your passive-aggressive policies
    written in suits and spit.

    I said no,
    and the world didn’t end.

    It cracked open.

    Turns out
    saying no isn’t weakness.
    It’s birth.
    It’s the first word of building something better.

    You don’t own me.
    Not my body,
    not my time,
    not my rage.

    You don’t get my back bent.
    You don’t get my silence.
    You don’t get to call me broken
    for not fitting into your machine.

    I am not broken.
    I am unfitting on purpose.
    And that’s power.

    There’s joy in this.
    In saying no and meaning it.
    In walking out of your office,
    your church,
    your family dinner,
    with my head up and my spine intact.

    No is not bitter.
    No is not cold.
    No is holy.

    No is the beat in the protest song.
    No is the breath before the first brick flies.
    No is survival turned sacred.

    I don’t owe you sweetness.
    I don’t owe you comfort.
    I owe myself the truth.
    And today, the truth is:

    No.

    No to your world
    built on obedience and debt.
    No to your cages
    painted as careers.
    No to your love
    that comes with conditions and curfews.

    I’d rather be alone in the open
    than safe in your lie.

    So here I am.
    Not asking.
    Not apologizing.
    Laughing.

    Louder than I was ever allowed to.

    #poetry #SayNo #RadicalSelfRespect #QueerVoices #FeministPoetry #Unapologetic #Resistance #Liberation

  3. I was supposed to nod.
    To take the deal.
    To play it safe,
    smile tight,
    stay grateful for scraps.

    I was supposed to say yes.

    Yes to the job that guts me.
    Yes to the rules that erase me.
    Yes to shrinking
    until I disappeared between invoices and shame.

    But I didn’t.
    I said no.

    And god, it tasted like oxygen.

    No to your deadlines.
    No to your dress codes.
    No to your passive-aggressive policies
    written in suits and spit.

    I said no,
    and the world didn’t end.

    It cracked open.

    Turns out
    saying no isn’t weakness.
    It’s birth.
    It’s the first word of building something better.

    You don’t own me.
    Not my body,
    not my time,
    not my rage.

    You don’t get my back bent.
    You don’t get my silence.
    You don’t get to call me broken
    for not fitting into your machine.

    I am not broken.
    I am unfitting on purpose.
    And that’s power.

    There’s joy in this.
    In saying no and meaning it.
    In walking out of your office,
    your church,
    your family dinner,
    with my head up and my spine intact.

    No is not bitter.
    No is not cold.
    No is holy.

    No is the beat in the protest song.
    No is the breath before the first brick flies.
    No is survival turned sacred.

    I don’t owe you sweetness.
    I don’t owe you comfort.
    I owe myself the truth.
    And today, the truth is:

    No.

    No to your world
    built on obedience and debt.
    No to your cages
    painted as careers.
    No to your love
    that comes with conditions and curfews.

    I’d rather be alone in the open
    than safe in your lie.

    So here I am.
    Not asking.
    Not apologizing.
    Laughing.

    Louder than I was ever allowed to.

    #poetry #SayNo #RadicalSelfRespect #QueerVoices #FeministPoetry #Unapologetic #Resistance #Liberation

  4. I was supposed to nod.
    To take the deal.
    To play it safe,
    smile tight,
    stay grateful for scraps.

    I was supposed to say yes.

    Yes to the job that guts me.
    Yes to the rules that erase me.
    Yes to shrinking
    until I disappeared between invoices and shame.

    But I didn’t.
    I said no.

    And god, it tasted like oxygen.

    No to your deadlines.
    No to your dress codes.
    No to your passive-aggressive policies
    written in suits and spit.

    I said no,
    and the world didn’t end.

    It cracked open.

    Turns out
    saying no isn’t weakness.
    It’s birth.
    It’s the first word of building something better.

    You don’t own me.
    Not my body,
    not my time,
    not my rage.

    You don’t get my back bent.
    You don’t get my silence.
    You don’t get to call me broken
    for not fitting into your machine.

    I am not broken.
    I am unfitting on purpose.
    And that’s power.

    There’s joy in this.
    In saying no and meaning it.
    In walking out of your office,
    your church,
    your family dinner,
    with my head up and my spine intact.

    No is not bitter.
    No is not cold.
    No is holy.

    No is the beat in the protest song.
    No is the breath before the first brick flies.
    No is survival turned sacred.

    I don’t owe you sweetness.
    I don’t owe you comfort.
    I owe myself the truth.
    And today, the truth is:

    No.

    No to your world
    built on obedience and debt.
    No to your cages
    painted as careers.
    No to your love
    that comes with conditions and curfews.

    I’d rather be alone in the open
    than safe in your lie.

    So here I am.
    Not asking.
    Not apologizing.
    Laughing.

    Louder than I was ever allowed to.

    #poetry #SayNo #RadicalSelfRespect #QueerVoices #FeministPoetry #Unapologetic #Resistance #Liberation

  5. I was supposed to nod.
    To take the deal.
    To play it safe,
    smile tight,
    stay grateful for scraps.

    I was supposed to say yes.

    Yes to the job that guts me.
    Yes to the rules that erase me.
    Yes to shrinking
    until I disappeared between invoices and shame.

    But I didn’t.
    I said no.

    And god, it tasted like oxygen.

    No to your deadlines.
    No to your dress codes.
    No to your passive-aggressive policies
    written in suits and spit.

    I said no,
    and the world didn’t end.

    It cracked open.

    Turns out
    saying no isn’t weakness.
    It’s birth.
    It’s the first word of building something better.

    You don’t own me.
    Not my body,
    not my time,
    not my rage.

    You don’t get my back bent.
    You don’t get my silence.
    You don’t get to call me broken
    for not fitting into your machine.

    I am not broken.
    I am unfitting on purpose.
    And that’s power.

    There’s joy in this.
    In saying no and meaning it.
    In walking out of your office,
    your church,
    your family dinner,
    with my head up and my spine intact.

    No is not bitter.
    No is not cold.
    No is holy.

    No is the beat in the protest song.
    No is the breath before the first brick flies.
    No is survival turned sacred.

    I don’t owe you sweetness.
    I don’t owe you comfort.
    I owe myself the truth.
    And today, the truth is:

    No.

    No to your world
    built on obedience and debt.
    No to your cages
    painted as careers.
    No to your love
    that comes with conditions and curfews.

    I’d rather be alone in the open
    than safe in your lie.

    So here I am.
    Not asking.
    Not apologizing.
    Laughing.

    Louder than I was ever allowed to.

    #poetry #SayNo #RadicalSelfRespect #QueerVoices #FeministPoetry #Unapologetic #Resistance #Liberation

  6. [HTX PSL] [HLC] Submissions are being accepted through tonight (June 19th)! Be brave, get loud, and please share widely. ❤️‍🔥✊️

    instagram.com/p/DZXkbs6juKq + push-the-tempo.eventbrite.com

  7. Her hands could find the one beating string in a chord of three. In a crowded train, two men take her voice off her. Nobody meets her eyes. Read "Unison": https://twp.ai/9OXfxc #TransLit #QueerFiction #LGBTQIA #ShortStory #Transgender #Bookstodon #QueerVoices

    thistleandmoss.com

  8. She built her voice across years, low and easy, the way you set a temperament — one careful note leaned into the next. The worst of it: her throat closing over the bare idea of using it in front of them. "Unison" is about the instrument you make by hand being taken off you in a crowded car.
    twp.ai/4hsQlY
    #TransLit #QueerFiction #Transgender #AmReading #LGBTQIA #ShortStory #TransRights #Bookstodon #QueerVoices #Storytelling

  9. She built her voice across years, low and easy, the way you set a temperament — one careful note leaned into the next. The worst of it: her throat closing over the bare idea of using it in front of them. "Unison" is about the instrument you make by hand being taken off you in a crowded car.
    twp.ai/4hsQlY
    #TransLit #QueerFiction #Transgender #AmReading #LGBTQIA #ShortStory #TransRights #Bookstodon #QueerVoices #Storytelling

  10. Her hands could find the one beating string in a chord of three. In a crowded train, two men take her voice off her. Nobody meets her eyes. Read "Unison": https://twp.ai/9OXfxc #TransLit #QueerFiction #LGBTQIA #ShortStory #Transgender #Bookstodon #QueerVoices

    thistleandmoss.com

  11. She built her voice across years, low and easy, the way you set a temperament — one careful note leaned into the next. The worst of it: her throat closing over the bare idea of using it in front of them. "Unison" is about the instrument you make by hand being taken off you in a crowded car.
    twp.ai/4hsQlY
    #TransLit #QueerFiction #Transgender #AmReading #LGBTQIA #ShortStory #TransRights #Bookstodon #QueerVoices #Storytelling

  12. Her hands could find the one beating string in a chord of three. In a crowded train, two men take her voice off her. Nobody meets her eyes. Read "Unison": https://twp.ai/9OXfxc #TransLit #QueerFiction #LGBTQIA #ShortStory #Transgender #Bookstodon #QueerVoices

    thistleandmoss.com

  13. She built her voice across years, low and easy, the way you set a temperament — one careful note leaned into the next. The worst of it: her throat closing over the bare idea of using it in front of them. "Unison" is about the instrument you make by hand being taken off you in a crowded car.
    twp.ai/4hsQlY
    #TransLit #QueerFiction #Transgender #AmReading #LGBTQIA #ShortStory #TransRights #Bookstodon #QueerVoices #Storytelling

  14. She built her voice across years, low and easy, the way you set a temperament — one careful note leaned into the next. The worst of it: her throat closing over the bare idea of using it in front of them. "Unison" is about the instrument you make by hand being taken off you in a crowded car.
    twp.ai/4hsQlY
    #TransLit #QueerFiction #Transgender #AmReading #LGBTQIA #ShortStory #TransRights #Bookstodon #QueerVoices #Storytelling

  15. New research, 1,971 adults: being gay cost a candidate 7 points. Looking or sounding gay cost another 7. And Democrats punished gender nonconformity at nearly the Republican rate. We moved from "don't be gay" to "don't sound gay" — and called it progress.
    twp.ai/4hsG1G
    #LGBTQ #Queer #Politics #Pride #Research #GenderNonconforming #LGBTQIA #Equality #Bias #QueerVoices

  16. New research, 1,971 adults: being gay cost a candidate 7 points. Looking or sounding gay cost another 7. And Democrats punished gender nonconformity at nearly the Republican rate. We moved from "don't be gay" to "don't sound gay" — and called it progress.
    twp.ai/4hsG1G
    #LGBTQ #Queer #Politics #Pride #Research #GenderNonconforming #LGBTQIA #Equality #Bias #QueerVoices

  17. New research, 1,971 adults: being gay cost a candidate 7 points. Looking or sounding gay cost another 7. And Democrats punished gender nonconformity at nearly the Republican rate. We moved from "don't be gay" to "don't sound gay" — and called it progress.
    twp.ai/4hsG1G
    #LGBTQ #Queer #Politics #Pride #Research #GenderNonconforming #LGBTQIA #Equality #Bias #QueerVoices

  18. New research, 1,971 adults: being gay cost a candidate 7 points. Looking or sounding gay cost another 7. And Democrats punished gender nonconformity at nearly the Republican rate. We moved from "don't be gay" to "don't sound gay" — and called it progress.
    twp.ai/4hsG1G
    #LGBTQ #Queer #Politics #Pride #Research #GenderNonconforming #LGBTQIA #Equality #Bias #QueerVoices

  19. New research, 1,971 adults: being gay cost a candidate 7 points. Looking or sounding gay cost another 7. And Democrats punished gender nonconformity at nearly the Republican rate. We moved from "don't be gay" to "don't sound gay" — and called it progress.
    twp.ai/4hsG1G
    #LGBTQ #Queer #Politics #Pride #Research #GenderNonconforming #LGBTQIA #Equality #Bias #QueerVoices

  20. Also I forgot to include a few relevant hashtags which I will shamelessly include below:

    #MentalIllness #MentalHealth #Cannabis #Poverty #Depression #BPD #LGBTQ #QueerVoices #Podcast #Peertube #Makertube

    If you're seeing this post as an orphan due to federation difficulties, this is actually a reply toot for:

    beige.party/@LibertyForward1/1

  21. Also I forgot to include a few relevant hashtags which I will shamelessly include below:

    #MentalIllness #MentalHealth #Cannabis #Poverty #Depression #BPD #LGBTQ #QueerVoices #Podcast #Peertube #Makertube

    If you're seeing this post as an orphan due to federation difficulties, this is actually a reply toot for:

    beige.party/@LibertyForward1/1

  22. Also I forgot to include a few relevant hashtags which I will shamelessly include below:

    #MentalIllness #MentalHealth #Cannabis #Poverty #Depression #BPD #LGBTQ #QueerVoices #Podcast #Peertube #Makertube

    If you're seeing this post as an orphan due to federation difficulties, this is actually a reply toot for:

    beige.party/@LibertyForward1/1

  23. Also I forgot to include a few relevant hashtags which I will shamelessly include below:

    #MentalIllness #MentalHealth #Cannabis #Poverty #Depression #BPD #LGBTQ #QueerVoices #Podcast #Peertube #Makertube

    If you're seeing this post as an orphan due to federation difficulties, this is actually a reply toot for:

    beige.party/@LibertyForward1/1

  24. Also I forgot to include a few relevant hashtags which I will shamelessly include below:

    #MentalIllness #MentalHealth #Cannabis #Poverty #Depression #BPD #LGBTQ #QueerVoices #Podcast #Peertube #Makertube

    If you're seeing this post as an orphan due to federation difficulties, this is actually a reply toot for:

    beige.party/@LibertyForward1/1

  25. „Männerhasserin“? I take it as a compliment. 😉🔥

    Immer wenn wir das System kritisieren, zücken cis Männer die „Männerhass-Karte“. Spoiler: Es ist kein Hass, wenn wir euer Verhalten spiegeln. 🪞✨⬇️

    youtube.com/shorts/Ur-IJ1vzOGs

    #FragileMasculinity #Patriarchy #Derailing #Feminism #ToxicMasculinity #Patriarchat #TransVisibility #QueerLife #Misandrie #Privileged #LGBTQIA #GenderJustice #QueerVoices #SmashThePatriarchy #FLINTA

  26. „Männerhasserin“? I take it as a compliment. 😉🔥

    Immer wenn wir das System kritisieren, zücken cis Männer die „Männerhass-Karte“. Spoiler: Es ist kein Hass, wenn wir euer Verhalten spiegeln. 🪞✨⬇️

    youtube.com/shorts/Ur-IJ1vzOGs

    #FragileMasculinity #Patriarchy #Derailing #Feminism #ToxicMasculinity #Patriarchat #TransVisibility #QueerLife #Misandrie #Privileged #LGBTQIA #GenderJustice #QueerVoices #SmashThePatriarchy #FLINTA

  27. „Männerhasserin“? I take it as a compliment. 😉🔥

    Immer wenn wir das System kritisieren, zücken cis Männer die „Männerhass-Karte“. Spoiler: Es ist kein Hass, wenn wir euer Verhalten spiegeln. 🪞✨⬇️

    youtube.com/shorts/Ur-IJ1vzOGs

    #FragileMasculinity #Patriarchy #Derailing #Feminism #ToxicMasculinity #Patriarchat #TransVisibility #QueerLife #Misandrie #Privileged #LGBTQIA #GenderJustice #QueerVoices #SmashThePatriarchy #FLINTA

  28. „Männerhasserin“? I take it as a compliment. 😉🔥

    Immer wenn wir das System kritisieren, zücken cis Männer die „Männerhass-Karte“. Spoiler: Es ist kein Hass, wenn wir euer Verhalten spiegeln. 🪞✨⬇️

    youtube.com/shorts/Ur-IJ1vzOGs

    #FragileMasculinity #Patriarchy #Derailing #Feminism #ToxicMasculinity #Patriarchat #TransVisibility #QueerLife #Misandrie #Privileged #LGBTQIA #GenderJustice #QueerVoices #SmashThePatriarchy #FLINTA

  29. „Männerhasserin“? I take it as a compliment. 😉🔥

    Immer wenn wir das System kritisieren, zücken cis Männer die „Männerhass-Karte“. Spoiler: Es ist kein Hass, wenn wir euer Verhalten spiegeln. 🪞✨⬇️

    youtube.com/shorts/Ur-IJ1vzOGs

    #FragileMasculinity #Patriarchy #Derailing #Feminism #ToxicMasculinity #Patriarchat #TransVisibility #QueerLife #Misandrie #Privileged #LGBTQIA #GenderJustice #QueerVoices #SmashThePatriarchy #FLINTA

  30. Oh, look! 🎉 #Meta, the benevolent overlord of digital realms, has decided to cleanse the world by silencing those pesky accounts offering abortion advice and queer content 🌈. Because if it's not on social media, it must not exist, right? 🙄
    theguardian.com/global-develop #Censorship #DigitalRights #SocialMedia #AbortionAdvice #QueerVoices #HackerNews #ngated

  31. Oh, look! 🎉 #Meta, the benevolent overlord of digital realms, has decided to cleanse the world by silencing those pesky accounts offering abortion advice and queer content 🌈. Because if it's not on social media, it must not exist, right? 🙄
    theguardian.com/global-develop #Censorship #DigitalRights #SocialMedia #AbortionAdvice #QueerVoices #HackerNews #ngated

  32. Oh, look! 🎉 #Meta, the benevolent overlord of digital realms, has decided to cleanse the world by silencing those pesky accounts offering abortion advice and queer content 🌈. Because if it's not on social media, it must not exist, right? 🙄
    theguardian.com/global-develop #Censorship #DigitalRights #SocialMedia #AbortionAdvice #QueerVoices #HackerNews #ngated

  33. Oh, look! 🎉 #Meta, the benevolent overlord of digital realms, has decided to cleanse the world by silencing those pesky accounts offering abortion advice and queer content 🌈. Because if it's not on social media, it must not exist, right? 🙄
    theguardian.com/global-develop #Censorship #DigitalRights #SocialMedia #AbortionAdvice #QueerVoices #HackerNews #ngated

  34. Ich bin eine trans Frau, denn ich

    habe das falsche Gesicht,
    habe den falschen Körper,
    habe die falsche Stimme,
    habe die falsche Größe,
    habe die falsche Schminke,
    habe das falsche Leben,
    habe die falsche Zeit,
    habe das falsche Geschlecht.

    habe keinen Geschmack,
    habe keinen Glauben,
    habe keinen Namen,
    habe keine Sprache,
    habe keine Eltern,
    habe keine Kinder,
    habe keine Liebe,
    habe kein Recht,
    habe keinen Platz.

    Und was habe ich?

    #TransFrauen #TransLeben #QueerKunst #lgbtiq #QueerVoices

  35. Ich bin eine trans Frau, denn ich

    habe das falsche Gesicht,
    habe den falschen Körper,
    habe die falsche Stimme,
    habe die falsche Größe,
    habe die falsche Schminke,
    habe das falsche Leben,
    habe die falsche Zeit,
    habe das falsche Geschlecht.

    habe keinen Geschmack,
    habe keinen Glauben,
    habe keinen Namen,
    habe keine Sprache,
    habe keine Eltern,
    habe keine Kinder,
    habe keine Liebe,
    habe kein Recht,
    habe keinen Platz.

    Und was habe ich?

    #TransFrauen #TransLeben #QueerKunst #lgbtiq #QueerVoices

  36. Ich bin eine trans Frau, denn ich

    habe das falsche Gesicht,
    habe den falschen Körper,
    habe die falsche Stimme,
    habe die falsche Größe,
    habe die falsche Schminke,
    habe das falsche Leben,
    habe die falsche Zeit,
    habe das falsche Geschlecht.

    habe keinen Geschmack,
    habe keinen Glauben,
    habe keinen Namen,
    habe keine Sprache,
    habe keine Eltern,
    habe keine Kinder,
    habe keine Liebe,
    habe kein Recht,
    habe keinen Platz.

    Und was habe ich?

    #TransFrauen #TransLeben #QueerKunst #lgbtiq #QueerVoices

  37. Ich bin eine trans Frau, denn ich

    habe das falsche Gesicht,
    habe den falschen Körper,
    habe die falsche Stimme,
    habe die falsche Größe,
    habe die falsche Schminke,
    habe das falsche Leben,
    habe die falsche Zeit,
    habe das falsche Geschlecht.

    habe keinen Geschmack,
    habe keinen Glauben,
    habe keinen Namen,
    habe keine Sprache,
    habe keine Eltern,
    habe keine Kinder,
    habe keine Liebe,
    habe kein Recht,
    habe keinen Platz.

    Und was habe ich?

    #TransFrauen #TransLeben #QueerKunst #lgbtiq #QueerVoices

  38. Ich bin eine trans Frau, denn ich

    habe das falsche Gesicht,
    habe den falschen Körper,
    habe die falsche Stimme,
    habe die falsche Größe,
    habe die falsche Schminke,
    habe das falsche Leben,
    habe die falsche Zeit,
    habe das falsche Geschlecht.

    habe keinen Geschmack,
    habe keinen Glauben,
    habe keinen Namen,
    habe keine Sprache,
    habe keine Eltern,
    habe keine Kinder,
    habe keine Liebe,
    habe kein Recht,
    habe keinen Platz.

    Und was habe ich?

    #TransFrauen #TransLeben #QueerKunst #lgbtiq #QueerVoices

  39. Hype for the Future 26A: Social Skills and Socialism

    The novaTop Identity originates from a social struggle and a struggle based on disability and on inclusion. Therefore, anticapitalist ideals eventually come naturally to mind and in light. With exceptionally anticapitalist ideals comes exceptional calls for radical change, and capitalism profits off of every failure. Rather than stigmatize disability through hyper-individualism, society must adapt with more collective ideologies, as collectivism is often the solution to many of society’s […]

    novatopflex.wordpress.com/2025

  40. Hype for the Future 26A: Social Skills and Socialism

    The novaTop Identity originates from a social struggle and a struggle based on disability and on inclusion. Therefore, anticapitalist ideals eventually come naturally to mind and in light. With exceptionally anticapitalist ideals comes exceptional calls for radical change, and capitalism profits off of every failure. Rather than stigmatize disability through hyper-individualism, society must adapt with more collective ideologies, as collectivism is often the solution to many of society’s […]

    novatopflex.wordpress.com/2025

  41. Hype for the Future 26A: Social Skills and Socialism

    The novaTop Identity originates from a social struggle and a struggle based on disability and on inclusion. Therefore, anticapitalist ideals eventually come naturally to mind and in light. With exceptionally anticapitalist ideals comes exceptional calls for radical change, and capitalism profits off of every failure. Rather than stigmatize disability through hyper-individualism, society must adapt with more collective ideologies, as collectivism is often the solution to many of society’s […]

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