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Glad I got a chance
to bring you up to speed

on the Andre Richardson
investigation.

-Yeah, about that. I...
-[phone buzzing]

Wait. Hold on a sec.

Let me get this,
then we can talk.

Hey, sweetheart.
I thought you'd be home by now.

I'm on my way.

I just needed to stop by
the salon for some product.

I won't be long.

You better not.

I'm counting
the minutes until I can

show my beautiful wife
exactly why she married me.

All right. Bye, baby.

Sounds like you and your wife
have the kind of relationship

most would envy.

Yeah. Yeah.

You know, I mean,
we've had our rough patches

just like anyone, but in the end

Hayley and I are solid.

Hey.

Aren't you that customer

who had that medical emergency
or something?

You okay now?

Unfortunately,
I had a miscarriage.

-I'm so sorry.
-HAYLEY: Thank you.

I was just coming over
to say hello to this gentleman.

Maybe you recognize him, too.

He came to my rescue that night.

If he hadn't gotten me
to the hospital when he did,

who knows
if I would have survived?

You are truly my hero.

And you...

definitely look better
than the last time I saw you,

Mrs. Hamilton, right?

Mm-hmm. You are correct.

Well, I'm glad
to see you doing well.

As terrible as that time was,

it's good to know that there are
still people out there like you,

willing to help a total stranger
in her time of need.

I just did what any
Good Samaritan would do.

But, hey, um, listen,
I would love to stay

and hear more about how things
are going with you,

but I've got to get to work,
so, uh...

Here, take my seat.

I'm sure you need
to have your rest.

You're very kind.

-Oh, no.
-What?

Oh, hell no.

I wish we'd picked
someplace else.

I am not in the mood
for a run-in with Hayley.

Wait.

I know that guy.

He's the one who took her
to the hospital

when she had the miscarriage.

He's the one?
Well, talk about a coincidence.

-I know him, too.
His name's Randy.
-Sammy.

What?

His name's Sammy.
I remember distinctly.

No. I've known him for years.

I'm telling you,
his name is Randy.

-Thank you so much, Sammy.
-Of course.

-Thank you.
-No problem.

♪ ♪

[Pamela sighs]

What are we doing wrong?

[phone buzzing]

What in the what?

As I live and breathe,
Ridge Forrester.

Hello, Pamela.
Hope I didn't catch you

in the middle of something.

PAMELA: Darling, I'm always
in the middle of something

but never too busy for you.

So, a little birdie told me
you're in the process

of relaunching Dani Dupree.

"Process" being
the operative word.

It's taking a little bit longer
than I'd hoped.

Well, that's why I'm
calling you. Maybe I can help.

We dug up some info
from the past few years.

Keeping this guy Andre

under steady surveillance
as discussed.

In fact, I've got a man on him
as we speak,

at your ex-wife's house.

I mean, they are married,
you know.

Idiotic as it may seem.

Yes, but...

it looks like
they each have their own place.

Not exactly
the usual arrangement.

Well, having been married
to Dani, I can appreciate,

you know, needing a place
of your own to escape.

Well, it's my job
to notice anomalies,

and you never know
when something

that feels a little off
might lead you

to discovering someone's
deepest, darkest secrets.

Yeah, uh, before you go
any further,

I got to tell you,
Keegan, I've been having

second thoughts about all this.

You know? I... I think I'm ready

to pull the plug
on the whole thing.

[laptop chimes]

Hey, babe, you working hard?

Yeah, sure.

Naomi?

What's going on?

You just startled me, is all.

I was working on this brief.

Is that the same brief
from last night?

Babe, maybe
you should take a break.

All that nonstop working
isn't good for you,

-especially if you're...
-I feel fine.

Aren't you supposed to be
on duty?

Yeah, but I asked my dad
if I could

have the rest of the night off.

You hate asking Elon for favors.

Yeah, but apparently

nobody forgets that
I'm the chief's son.

So I figured, for once,
I can remember that

and get some special treatment.

Why? What's going on?
Are you feeling okay?

No.

All right? No, I'm not.

I haven't been
since we had that fight

and I took the overnight shift
to cool off,

which means
we spent last night apart

and we weren't able
to talk about it.

-I feel terrible.
-Really?

I thought I was
the terrible one.

-I never said that.
-You said

that I made you feel like

there was a no-win situation
in my possible pregnancy.

Look, I know what I said, and
I didn't accuse you of anything,

but I remember you saying
that me being happy

about the idea of being a father

was insensitive
to your feelings.

And then me trying to empathize
with you was wrong, too.

I remember.

Well, you don't need to feel bad
about anything you said.

I'm the unreasonable one.

No, you're not.

You have every right to feel
everything you're feeling,

and it's my job to roll with
the punches and give you time

and space to sort out
your feelings.

So, then what's my job
supposed to be?

To feel them.

Like, you don't know
if you're pregnant or not,

so your emotions
are all over the place.

And if I can't handle that,
what kind of husband would I be?

Never let it be said
that Ridge Forrester

doesn't know how to command
a woman's attention.

What did you have in mind?

All right.

So we all agree
that this wedding photo

pretty much blew up
the Internet, right?

So here's my thought.
How about this?

A photo shoot
with Dani and Andre

for the Forrester
fragrance line.

And not just a photo shoot
but a whole campaign

with billboards,
magazines, all of it.

Love it to death.

But I must say,
I'm a little surprised.

Forrester's never been
interested in Dani before.

In fact,
you turned us down flat.

Come on. That's just timing.
It's timing and...

what you're drawn to,
and what I'm drawn to right now

is this
newly married couple angle.

Comeback model and the very
handsome photographer husband.

This could work for all of us
really good.

What do you say?
Interested?

You bet.

Let me talk to Andre and Dani
and get back to you.

All right, good. You know where
I'll be. Nice talking to you.

Always a pleasure, Ridge.

[exclaims]
Yes.

Since he's well-off

and obviously
not after Dani's money.

It's your call, of course,

but before you decide
to pull the plug,

I really think you should
take a look at this file.

After all,
you already paid for it.

Too much, if you ask me.

Look, man, far be it from me
to denigrate anyone's work,

but...

you know, this summary
of the last three years,

it's nothing
I don't know already.

I mean, the guy
traveled the globe,

lived a good life,
photographed a ton of women,

and slept with
an inordinate number of them.

You know,
the fact that Andre's lived

the jet-setter
playboy life doesn't help.

You know, in fact,
your investigation

is making my argument.

Andre's life is an open
if not frivolous book.

You know,
there's nothing to see here.

Maybe on the surface,
but as a professional,

I have to ask myself,
what's missing from that file?

-And what do you tell yourself?
-Pictures of him.

Even photographers,
especially those

who are celebrities
in their own right,

the way Andre Richardson is,

get their picture taken
every once in a while.

You get invited
to a ton of parties,

walk a lot of red carpets.

Yeah, I mean, so what? I mean,
maybe Andre is just camera-shy.

But he wasn't until a year ago.

Before that, he was laughing,
dancing at parties,

smiling at fundraisers,

posing in front
of step-and-repeats.

Then, all of a sudden,
practically nothing.

No pictures of Andre
in public at all,

outside of the one of his
Vegas wedding to your ex.

Huh.

Exactly. Something's off.

Could be worth checking out.

You're the client, so it's up to
you whether I keep going or not.

But if you were to ask
my professional opinion,

this guy's an iceberg,

and I'd want to know
what's swimming around

underneath that shiny surface.

I suspect that's what
you felt from the start.

And I'm telling you right now,
you were right.

There's more going on with
Andre Richardson than we know.

Look, I hired you because
of his relationship with my ex.

Andre is far too young
for her, okay?

And he's had too many women
on a string.

There's no way that
he could ever make Dani happy.

Probably not.

Yeah, but...

I did tell everyone that
I was down on the marriage

because I wanted
to protect my daughters.

That I...

figured that he had an agenda
in getting together with Dani.

Which could still be the case.

True.

Keep going.

Wise choice.

Don't flatter the judge
after you've already won.

Just pisses him off.

You know, information is power,

and I like having power over
people like Andre Richardson.

You know, you never know
when it'll be useful.

Ex-wife or not.

Girl, we don't
all look the same.

I'm telling you,
I am looking at Hayley talking

to Sammy like she knows him.

And I think I would recognize
my late husband's best friend,

thank you very much.

That is Randy Parker.

Well, he was Sammy
the Good Samaritan that night.

Trust me, my memory of it
is crystal clear.

Hayley comes running out of
the bathroom covered in blood.

She refused to let me
touch or help her.

Then this guy
pops out of the crowd

and rushes her to the hospital.

So, if his real name is Randy...

Which it is.

...then why did he give
a fake name that night?

I bet I know.
He works for Joey Armstrong,

and he was on Joey's
bad side at the time,

so he was having to lay low.

It only makes sense
that Randy wouldn't yell out

his real name in the middle
of a crowded bar.

Could be.

Still doesn't make
total sense to me.

Sammy, please don't leave--
well, not right away.

The least I can do
is buy you a drink

for the way that you saved me.

I'm sorry.
I really am running late.

Another time, perhaps?

Don't turn around,

but someone who knows me
is sitting over there

with your husband's ex.

So? We know each other because
of the night you rescued me.

In fact,
it would look suspicious

if the two of us
weren't on speaking terms.

-Smart.
-Have to be.

Well, I'm headed out.

Don't forget
to check your texts.

Uh, Dani's out
with Vanessa right now,

but you're welcome to hang
until she gets back,

or if you have
other stuff to do,

you can leave the message
with me

and I'll fill her in later.

I'm not going anywhere.

I need to talk
to the both of you,

and a little alone time
for the two of us won't hurt

because I am determined
to change your mind.

So this is about the
modeling gig again, isn't it?

Pamela, I already told you,
I-I'm not interested.

I know, but there's been
a new development,

and I am confident
you're going to love it.

HAYLEY:
Hello, ladies.

Hayley, I would invite you
to sit down,

but we're having
too good a time.

Mm. Charming as ever, Dani.

I only came by to let Vanessa
know that I have a friend

who might be looking
for a new home soon.

-Can I give her your number?
-You have friends?

Of course you can.

Although I'm very busy
at the moment

with other aspects
of my business,

so I might have to let one of my
associates help with the search.

Okay. I think that
would be fine with her.

Great. I'm sure we can find
something for your friend.

-HAYLEY: Thank you.
-Is the guy who helped you out

the night of your miscarriage
a new friend, too?

I'd be glad if he was,
I owe him so much,

but today's the first time
we've seen each other since.

It was, uh, Sammy, right?

That's right.

That's what I thought.

Well, since I won't be
joining you, I better head out.

Dani, you should get
Chelsea and Naomi to tell you

about the incredible
birthday party we had for Bill.

Such a good time.
Shame you couldn't be there.

I'm sure my invitation
got lost in the mail.

Wish my ex-husband
many happy returns, huh?

I'll be sure to do just that.

You know, I'm counting
on having Bill around

for a very long, long time.

Looks like she has no idea what
Sammy's real name is either.

Ah.

I don't know.

Meaning?

You know what?

Life is too short to waste
any more brain space

on that hapless home-wrecker.

If she's actually got
something going on with Randy,

Sammy, Boo Boo the fool, whoever

is Bill's problem, not mine.

You need something, boss?

Yes.

Some of our customers have
fallen behind on their payments.

I'd like you to pay a visit

and remind them
of their obligations.

I'll get right on that.

One more thing, Randy.

Name it.

You want to explain what you're
up to with Bill Hamilton's wife?

So, is this what I have
to look forward to

if I am pregnant?

You tiptoeing around my feelings
and my raging hormones?

Babe, listen,

if I made you think
that the only reason

I care about how you feel
is because

you're carrying my child,

then I've failed you
as a husband.

First, last, and foremost,
you are my wife.

And we got married
for a damn good reason,

because we love each other.

Damn right we do.

So that's underneath
everything between us.

The good, the bad,
the hard, the easy,

the agreements,
the disagreements.

Especially the disagreements.

So I figure we'll be all right.

Take as much time as you need.

I'm sure we'll get to a place
where we'll talk about it

and-and tell each other
how we feel.

It's okay. That's what
makes us work, right?

Jacob Hawthorne,
you play a good game.

It's one of your special skills,
you know.

This time, it's...
it's different.

Babies, by definition,
are complicated,

and that's when
there are two parents

who are on board with the idea,
positive or negative.

Throw in
a disagreement about it,

two opposing views
with no easy compromise.

Hang on.
I didn't say it'd be easy.

I said we'd get there
because I have faith in us,

and I know you do, too.

You know, this could've been
a phone call.

Why did you call in
a favor from your dad

to tell me this at home?

Because sometimes
a face-to-face needs to happen

when two people
who love each other fight.

I didn't ask you out
to talk about

that creature
Bill is married to.

I wanted to see
how you're holding up.

All right. Hanging in,
and it's-it's been a journey.

Did the memorial service help?

It did, but...

I wound up at the police station
afterwards

looking at some
surveillance footage

of Doug's last hours,
which was not exactly pleasant.

I can only imagine.

Donnell hasn't been around
and didn't witness

how much Doug
had been struggling,

so the whole situation
was news to him.

It's been so hard for him
to try to absorb

how much his father changed
over the past few months.

We must have watched
that horrible video

five or six times.

Watched as Doug
got drunker, angrier.

I am so sorry.

That's the last thing
you needed to see

when you are already grieving,

but at least
you have Donnell to lean on.

It's good that Donnell is here

so you don't
have to be by yourself.

It is nice to have my son home,
but he doesn't belong here.

He should be back at Banneker.

If Donnell stays here longer,

it means
he won't graduate on time,

and I have been counting
on seeing my twins

get their diplomas together.

It's kind of a dream come true,
you know? Mission accomplished.

-I understand, but still.
-But still, what?

Having Donnell here was a silver
lining, is all I'm saying.

I know you missed him
when he went away to college.

Unless him being here
cramps your style in some way.

Since when do you dance around

instead of saying what's
really on your mind?

Fine.

Are you anxious about Donnell

going back to school
because you're worried

about him getting in between
you and Joey Armstrong?

Clearly, you and Nicole
haven't been keeping each other

up to speed because
she just asked me

pretty much the same thing.

Dani, I am in no mood
to be made to feel guilty

about what I am doing with Joey,

so if that's where
this conversation is going,

we can call it a day right here.

Hey, believe me, I know I'm
in no position to judge anyone,

but that also makes me
all too familiar

with self-destructive behavior,

and if I see someone
I care about

going down a torturous path,

I'm going to risk their
bad temper to call them out.

Sweetie, I'm concerned,
and clearly Nicole is, too.

And I appreciate that,
but I'm fine.

And even if I wasn't,
I am, I am perfectly capable

of-of handling my own life.

But can you handle him?

I mean, he's Joey Armstrong.

Thanks for letting me know.
I never got his last name.

-Vanessa, wait.
-Dani,

I understand that you care,
but I-I am gonna scream

in the middle of this bar

if people don't start giving me
a little bit of credit.

I give you a world of credit.

You are utterly fierce
when you are on your game.

You take no prisoners.

But you're not on your game,
not now.

You are hurt and grieving,

and Joey Armstrong
is not the person you rely on

when you're in need.

-You couldn't be more wrong.
-Vanessa.

Nicole and I are asking you
to be careful.

-Because he's dangerous.
-Maybe I like it that way.

What about Bill Hamilton's wife?

I really hate it
when people play dumb.

I happened to be going over
parking lot security footage,

and I saw a woman
come into the casino

at night and then come out
a little while later.

Now, I didn't think much
of that at first,

until I saw her face
and could tell who she was.

Now, I'm gonna ask you again...

what are you up to
with Hayley Hamilton?

What can I say, Joey?
You caught me.

We've been hooking up.
Yeah. Nothing serious,

but if you know Hayley at all,

you know
she's a real firecracker.

And her old lawyer husband,

he just can't meet
all her needs.

So we're both getting
what we want out of it,

if you catch my drift.

And I mean, it's not like, uh,

Hayley's the only
Fairmont Crest wife

to get a little spice
on the side, am I right?

Just make sure it doesn't
get back to her husband.

Doug McBride was never a threat.
Bill Hamilton?

That's something else.

Oh.

I'm not worried about that guy.

-Hey, baby.
-Hey, baby. Mm.

You're traveling light.

No shopping bag from the salon?

I thought you were picking up
some hair products?

They ran out of my brand.
Can you believe that?

They promised to send some over
when the new shipment comes in.

Oh, and lucky me,
I ran into Dani.

She wishes you
a happy belated birthday.

No gift,

though, unless you count her
not being at the party.

Oh, and speaking of gifts,

I've been meaning
to give you this.

Babe, I already have
one of those.

You gave it to me
right after our wedding.

Yeah, yeah, I know,
but I got a fraud alert

on the account,
so they issued a new number.

Here, let me put it
in your purse for you.

Um...

-I thought you said
they didn't have your brand.
-They didn't.

This is just a little something
I picked up from the drugstore.

Oh, that's a pretty small bag,
babe. What...

Uh, are you going to spend
the rest of the day worried

about my trivial
little purchases,

or are you gonna let me
properly thank you

for replacing my favorite card?

And if you need a hint
about the right answer,

then clearly I haven't been
doing my job as a loving wife.

Well, I really like
the way you drop hints.

Randy. Twice in one day.
What are the odds?

Sorry I couldn't stop
and say hello before, but, uh,

duty called and still does.

Boss, let me get right on
that thing you asked me about.

Vanessa.

Well, now that
we have a little privacy.

[Joey moaning]

[chuckles]

JOEY:
Wow.

That had a little more punch
than usual.

Well, maybe I feel like
I have something to prove.

To me? Never.

Good to know. So...

what did Randy mean
when he left?

Is he off on some kind
of special assignment for you?

Oh, don't worry about it.

It's like I always say,
it's better for you

to not know everything.

What if I know something
you don't for a change?

Such as?

Seems like Randy
and Hayley Hamilton

have a connection.

Way ahead of you.

It's no fun being
the last one to know something.

Not sure I can
help you with that.

What if you could?

-So let me get this straight...
-What's going on?

[gasps] Do you want to tell her,
or shall I?

Take it away.

Forrester Creations called.

And not just anyone.
Ridge Forrester himself.

They want you.

You're kidding, right?

Forrester
never wanted me before.

What was it? Something
about being overexposed.

Well, apparently, you're just
the right amount of exposed now.

Ridge made an offer,

and it's pretty damn sweet.

Forrester, right?
Forrester Creations?

-That's what you said?
-You heard me correctly.

My white whale? The one
I longed for and never landed.

I never stopped dreaming

of adding that name
to my portfolio.

Well, your dream has come true.

[both screaming, laughing]

Yes, but there's a catch.

Oh?

Yeah, it's a package deal.

They want you and me.

They want to do a spread
featuring us,

a real-life couple.

Now, spread doesn't really
do it justice.

Forrester wants to do
a full campaign

built around
their fragrance line.

We're talking about
billboards, commercials,

the full-court Forrester press.

DANI:
Yesterday you said
you didn't want to model.

Has that changed?

When we were talking
about modeling before, Andre,

we were talking about it
as a concept, right?

What I'm talking about now
is real, right?

There is a once-in-a-lifetime,

"sell your soul for" offer
on the table.

Now, that is something
that you don't say no to.

Now, you must see
that this is a way

to give the woman of your dreams

the job of her dreams,
don't you?

Pamela, enough.

-PAMELA: Okay.
-I want to hear from Andre.

Yes, yes, yes.
Enough of the sales pitch,

except to say that the two
of you are certifiably crazy

if you pass this up.

Dani, you remember
how many times we pitched

Forrester in the past?

Okay. All right, all right.
Shutting up now.

You don't want to do it, do you?

Babe, I told you, I'm...

I'm not a model.

My strengths are on
the other side of the camera.

But that shouldn't sink
the deal for you.

There's no shortage of men
out there who can

play the role of your partner
for this campaign.

Except what Ridge wants
is a real-life married couple.

Uh, they'll settle
for an image of one.

[scoffs]
And you know this how?

Because I've worked with enough
marketing geniuses to know

what's really behind what
a design house says they want.

Forrester Creations
can still have us,

just not the way
they originally thought.

Look... babe.

What we can give them
is so much better.

Not just the happy couple
but with me as the photographer.

Hmm?

Think about it.

A series of shots
through the eyes of love.

-The eyes of love?
-Yes.

Yes. I knew you'd like it.
And Forrester will, too.

They still get to have you.

And you get to work
for your dream fashion house.

It's a win-win.

We can make that happen, right?

No, we can't.

JOEY:
Are you really curious
about Randy?

Because, honestly,
what he does for me

is hardly worth your interest.

Unless there's
something else going on.

I'm not entirely sure.
I'm still figuring things out.

What I do know is,

something in my life
needs to change.

Go on.

You remember
how Doug and I came here

and talked you
out of hurting Randy?

Of course.

And the reason I changed my mind
that night had nothing to do

with Doug and everything
to do with you.

I figured that part out
on my own. Thanks.

The point is,
I went to bat for Randy

because he and I
had a connection,

and you and I had one, too.

And I used that.

And it benefited us both,
as I recall.

So do I.

And it made me feel powerful.

Because you are.

You say that so easily.

But today I asked what Randy
was off to do for you,

and you gave me the boring old

"what you don't know
can't hurt you" answer.

Well, I'm not sure knowing
what Randy does for me

on any given day is going to
fill the void you feel inside.

But what if it does?

My point is,
I don't know what I don't know.

People, including you,
keep thinking I'm fragile.

They want to protect me.
I'm sick and tired

of being protected,
and I want it to stop now.

I-I really don't think you know
what it is you're asking.

[chuckles]
What is it about me

that makes people think
I'm incapable?

That I don't know
what I'm doing?

I've lost Doug,
and I will always mourn him.

I wish with all my heart
he was still alive.

But even before he died...

...I was feeling
I wanted something more.

I realize I have
just about everything,

but it's just not enough.

Well, it seems to me
your life is pretty full.

You have a successful
real estate business.

You have me anytime, anyplace.

You have your children.

Donnell is here
just to look after you.

I enjoy real estate,
I definitely enjoy you,

and I love my son,
but keep him out of this.

He's my concern, not yours.

So what is my concern?

Keeping me happy.

This is the way
it should always be with us.

[phone chimes]

It's the station.
Detective Wells needs a report.

-Let me just get it to him.
-Yeah, of course.

It's on my shared drive.
Just give me a sec.

[gasps] Oh, wait. Jacob, no.

You got a blood test?

When did you get that?
After our fight?

I was gonna tell you.

Wait, so you're not pregnant?

No. I'm not.

So I'm not gonna be a father?

No.

I can see you holding this back

if it was something
you didn't want,

but it's exactly
what you wanted.

So why didn't you tell me

as soon as I walked
through the door?

I'm waiting, Naomi. So when were
you gonna tell me about this?

I just got the results
before you walked in.

I barely had time
to process it myself.

So you thought
you'd process something

that involves both of us
without me?

And here I am,
pouring my heart out to you,

telling you how much
we need each other,

and you go and keep this
from me. Why?

Because...

when I got the notice
that the results were in,

I couldn't breathe.

I was terrified to click
the button and open that file.

But when I finally
got the nerve to look

and I wasn't pregnant,

I was happy.

Don't you see, Jacob?

I am truly happy
about this news.

And I look at you
and I see how deeply sad you are

about the same news.

Yeah, well, now we know.

We do.

And not just about me
not being pregnant,

but that there's
a fundamental difference

in what we both want
out of life and our marriage.

And all that talk about love
being our bottom line...

I don't know
where this leaves us.

Queen of hearts.
Now, there's a coincidence.

What makes you think
it's a coincidence?

Are you telling me
you know how to palm cards?

That's a skill
I never knew you had.

Maybe I have a lot of skills
you don't know about and should.

Put me to work, Joey,
because the one thing

that would make me really happy
is a bigger role around here.

I want to be an equal,

your equal.

Everything Andre said
makes perfect sense

for any other offer
but this one.

Ridge was very clear.

Forrester wants to capture
some of the sizzle and notoriety

the two of you generated
with your Vegas wedding.

If this is going to happen--

and trust me, Dani,
you need this to happen--

Andre has to model
alongside you.

Otherwise, Forrester
will either drop the concept

or go with another couple.

No, no.
They can't be that stupid.

This is the Dani Dupree,
supermodel.

Forrester should be
offering her the moon

and kissing the catwalk she
walks under when she says yes.

In a perfect world, yes,
but unfortunately,

perfection is in short supply
these days.

DANI:
Wait.

Babe, this job,

this fashion house

is my dream.

Please.

Say yes.

Do it for me.

Dani...

-Something to drink?
-Mm. You better believe it.

You've really put me
through my paces, Mrs. Hamilton.

Mm. I try.

Any particular requests?

Yeah. Why don't you
throw something in there

to help me get my strength back?

Okay.

I... got you, babe.

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