#bird launcher

[pinkismyfavourite-colour]

Been an empty nester for a while and I will now referring to myself as a bird launcher

[wmiqaqueen]

[largemouthbassnation]

Dog Training With Pigeons

Hunting dog training using bird launcher and pigeons. Training pointing dogs with a DT 509 bird launcher. source

[snowed-leopard]

TEAM BIRDTRESS DAY 6: SNIPER!

Sniper: the laughing owl, they’re an extinct species endemic to new zealand that was known for its cackle like call. A bird that goes extinct endemic to to where he was originally from seems quite fitting for one of the possibly last people alive that were born there. They’re also on the larger end of owls, fitting for the lanky dude, they also inhabited drier areas, and considering his home when is a very arid part of austrailia, I think it fits, especially since owls are sit and wait birds, which fits his job as a sniper. They also have superb eyesight. I really just couldn’t not make sniper an owl pretty much. It’s seems quite fitting for a man who clearly doesn’t quite belong among his home’s people and knows it to have this in the vein of his reminders that he’s different. He’s Australian, no doubt, but there’s always that bit that’ll tag along with him for the rest of his life.

Also sniper DOES get face feathers, why? Because I said so, hope that helps <3 (laughing owls have build in eyeshadow and I thought it would be funny to give sniper that and their white masks)

Next up is Pyro!

If you have suggestions for possible ideas for poses with engineer or heavy for theirs, do tell. I’m stumped with them.

Sources and ramblings below the cut!

An extraordinarily interesting bird, and one I picked out easily, but very hard to find images of. The 2nd link was actually my only reference for the underwing. It was rough. Sniper’s pose was easy, so I spiced it up with the fun lighting. He’s totally the sort of dude to use wings to stow himself away in any tree he doesn’t immediately succeed at climbing. Don’t pester him though. May end up with a kukri where your eye had been. I really struggled on the wing color for this. Tan and it’s associated dark browns get so tough to pick out for me and for no reason ;-;. The dappled lighting and the tree were soooo fun to do though. All the brushes I used for that are from devin Elle Kurtz’s wildflower pack. Been using them for various textures for years now.

The lack of info on this bird or special intrigue in the process make this one hard to commentate on, sorry :(

[badninken]

Laughing and crying. Cora really did go "hmm what is a thing a person telegraphing 'i am evil and dedicated to it grrrr' can do" and went "hit baby seals throw the children far"

Law was a baby seal! and he also flew very far when thrown.

Cora telegraphing get 'the fuck away from here' loud and clear.

Cora also walks in looking like this. That's a villain look and the pink hearts just make it scarier.

Before you know him...

[abirddogmoment]

I can't think of a single thing that might go wrong here 🥰

[leavingsilenceinthewake]

Asking for advice:

You think gangster firing a 4 gauge shotgun is a smart idea?

"It's... definitely overkill, if that shotgun was brought to some street brawl— You'll probably be able to blow people's limbs off with that."

[direwombat]

ooooh. wait. i've been scratching my head to find ways to give john more page time in katc and what if i wrote a scene where john is marching syb and a few other prisoners (maybe hurk and sharky) up towards the remains of the YES sign (destroyed by syb, hurk, and sharky) and he holds them at gunpoint while they start rebuilding it.

[withlovebyers]

small detail but i love how jinx builds almost all of her weapons and grenades in shape of different kinds of animals. it's so jinx core and i think arcane designers did a great job.

we can see that in the concept arts too. powder is fixing a mechanic bird thingy and there's the rhino plushie with her doodles on it, so adorable. 💙

she loves monkeys and sharks more as we all know. i love her fishbones rocket launcher. we also saw her with the monkey bombs multiple times in both seasons.

her iconic graffiti is also a monkey symbol. and her shark hoodie of course. it's my personal favorite, she looks SO good. 💖 (i'm still so upset that they didn't make her wear ekko's jacket btw. 😭)

in conclusion, she's the coolest character and i missed her so much. 🥲🩷

[dxrlingluv]

Trinket Catapult

    You stand on the edge of the rusty balcony, the cool breeze from Zaun brushing against your skin, the chaotic sounds of the city below mingling with the distant hum of Piltover above. The sun dips low, casting a warm golden hue over the familiar, yet haunting, skyline that has been both your playground and your prison. You take a deep breath, trying to calm the storm of memories swirling in your mind.

    "Y/N! Look what I made!" Powder's voice rings out, bright and unyielding, cutting through your reverie. The sound of metal clinking fills the air as she bounds into view, a whirlwind of energy with her short blue hair tied in space buns bobbing as she runs.

    You turn to see her holding a new contraption, a jumble of gears and wires that she's likely spent the last few days tinkering with. "It's a—"

    "A trinket launcher?" you guess, a smile breaking through the somber mood.

    "Close! It's a—" She pauses dramatically, her violet-blue eyes sparkling. "—a trinket catapult!"

    A laugh escapes your lips, the sound almost foreign after so long. "You're going to put someone's eye out with that thing, you know."

    "Pffft! Not if I aim it right!" She grins, her excitement infectious.

    But as you watch her, a pang of guilt hits you. You remember the last time you felt this light, this carefree. It was with Violet, your childhood sweetheart. The warmth of her laughter, the sweetness of her smile... it all feels like a distant memory now, overshadowed by that tragic day.

    "Y/N?" Powder's voice breaks through your thoughts, concern creeping into her tone. "You okay?"

    "Yeah, just... thinking." You bite your lip, glancing toward the sunset, the colors swirling like a painting, chaotic yet beautiful. "It's just... everything reminds me of Vi."

    You see Powder's smile falter, just for a moment, before she quickly recovers. "I know. But she wouldn't want you to be sad. She'd want you to be happy."

    You nod, your heart heavy. "I know, but it's hard, Powder. I don't think I'll ever truly let her go."

    "I understand," she murmurs, fidgeting with the trinket catapult. "But that doesn't mean you can't find happiness again. With someone else."

    You turn to her, feeling the weight of her gaze. "And what about you? Don't you miss her?"

    "Of course," she replies, her voice low, but there's a determination behind her words. "But I'd do anything for you, Y/N. Even if that means pretending to be her."

    You blink, taken aback by her honesty. "Pretending to be Violet?"

    "Yeah! I mean, you loved her, right? I could be like her, just for you. I'd wear her clothes, do my hair like hers. Anything."

    "Powder, that's—"

    "Please!" She steps closer, her eyes pleading. "Just give it a try. For me?"

    You shake your head, laughter bubbling up again, mixed with disbelief. "You're serious?"

    "Absolutely! I'll do what it takes."

    A warmth spreads through your chest at her loyalty. "You're crazy, you know that?"

    "Crazy for you!" she chirps, her laughter echoing in the alleyways.

    But deep down, you sense a storm brewing. You know it's not just about pretending; it's about the ghosts of the past that still haunt you, and the love that refuses to fade.

    Days turn into weeks, and Powder's resolve grows stronger with each passing moment.

She works tirelessly on her projects, each one more ambitious than the last. "Y/N! Look at this!" she exclaims one evening, presenting a mechanical bird that flaps its wings. "I named it Violet!"

    You can't help but smile, but there's a lingering sadness that wraps around your heart. "You're going to confuse me."

    "Good! Maybe it'll make you realize I'm right here!"

    "Right here, pretending to be my dead girlfriend?"

    "Not pretending! Just... giving you a reason to smile."

    "Powder, this isn't healthy."

    "Neither is moping around over someone who's gone!" she snaps back, her voice sharp but her eyes pleading.

    The tension hangs heavy between you, and it's clear that the stakes are rising higher. You want to comfort her, to reach out and tell her it's okay, but the weight of your unresolved feelings keeps you rooted in place.

    "Let's go to the old hideout," you suggest suddenly, desperate to change the subject. "The one by the river?"

    Powder's eyes light up, a smile breaking across her face. "Yeah, Let's go!"

    The two of you make your way through the winding streets of Zaun, the air thick with the scents of machinery and the distant sounds of laughter and music. As you reach the hideout, a small shack perched precariously over the rushing water, a wave of nostalgia washes over you.

    "Remember the last time we were here?" Powder asks, plopping down on the creaky wooden floor.

    You chuckle, recalling the misadventures you had with Vi, Mylo, and Claggor. "How could I forget? We almost got caught by the enforcers!"

    "Yeah! And we had to hide in that dumb old barrel." Powder laughs, her eyes sparkling with joy.

    "Violet was so mad at you for almost blowing up the barrel with your monkey bombs."

    "Hey! They were supposed to be safe!" Powder grins, the memories washing over you both like a warm breeze.

    But as laughter fades, the silence settles back in, a heavy blanket of unspoken words. You glance at Powder, who's now fidgeting with her hands, the brightness in her expression dimming. "Do you really think it's possible for me to move on?"

    "Of course," she replies, her voice soft but firm. "But you have to let go of the past first. You can't keep holding onto something that's gone."

    "I know," you whisper, the weight of her words sinking in. "But it's so hard."

    "Then let me help you."

    "By pretending to be Violet?"

    "By being here for you. I care about you, Y/N. I don't want to lose you, too."

    The vulnerability in her voice hits hard, and you feel the walls you've built around your heart begin to crack. "You're... really something, you know that?"

    She shrugs, a hint of shyness creeping in. "Just trying to be the best friend I can be."

    The moment stretches on, the sound of the river rushing below filling the silence. You can feel the tension between you, a pull that's both exhilarating and terrifying.

    "Powder..." you start, your voice barely above a whisper.

    "Y/N, can I... can I try something?"

    Your heart races as you meet her gaze, uncertainty swirling in your stomach. "What do you mean?"

    "Just... close your eyes. Trust me."

    You hesitate, but something in her eyes tells you to comply. You nod, shutting your eyes tight as your heart pounds in your chest.

    A moment passes, then you feel her warmth next to you. "Okay, open them!"

    You do as instructed, and your breath catches in your throat. Powder has transformed herself, her hair styled to mimic Violet's, her clothes a makeshift version of what you remember. It's uncanny, and for a split second, you see a ghost of the girl you lost.

    "Powder..."

    "See? I can be her! Just for you!"

    But as you gaze into her violet-blue eyes, the reality washes over you. This isn't Violet; it's Powder, your loyal and fierce friend, desperately trying to fill a void that can't be filled.

    "It's not the same," you whisper, the truth slicing through the air like a knife.

    "I know," she replies, her voice trembling. "But... can't you see how much I care?"

    You reach out, brushing hair back from the way it was, the way it perfectly was, your heart aching for her. "I care about you too, Powder, but I'm not ready to let go."

    "Then let's do this together," she pleads, her eyes shining with unshed tears. "You don't have to do it alone."

    The weight of her words settles into your heart, and for the first time, you feel the flicker of hope. "Together?"

    "Yeah. I'll be here, no matter what. But you have to promise me that you won't shut me out."

    You nod slowly, feeling the warmth of her hand in yours. "I promise."

    The resolve between you strengthens as the sun begins to set, painting the sky in hues of pink and orange. You sit together on the old wooden floor, hand in hand, the ghosts of the past still lingering but no longer suffocating.

    "Let's make a new memory, then," you suggest, your voice steadier.

    "Like what?" she asks, her eyes brightening.

    "Like building something together. Something that isn't a trinket catapult."

    Powder laughs, her joy infectious. "I'm in! But only if you help me!"

    "Deal."

    As you begin to sketch out plans for a new project, you realize that while Violet will always hold a special place in your heart, there's room for new beginnings, new memories, and perhaps, a new kind of love.

    And as the stars begin to twinkle overhead, you can't help but feel that maybe, just maybe, you're ready to embrace the future with Powder by your side.

Written by : dxrlingluv

[vivalafxxku]

Crime Alley Solidarity

(I would like to preface this to say that I love Bruce but I need him to be the bad guy for the sake of my thoughts)

The Crime Alley Kids hate Batman.

Sure, at first it's because they think Batman abandoned Park Row, but they have some sort of respect for him since it could be worse? Without Batman, Crime Alley would be much worse but it's not getting better so their feelings towards the Caped Crusader is lukewarm at best.

Then Red Hood moves in and he... he looks out for them?

He vets soup kitchens, makes sure shelters are safe, beats (later kills, but Hood would never do that in front of a child) the crap out of creeps and drug dealers trying to use them? When he had the time, Red Hood would have impromptu tutoring sessions on the side of the street.

This leads to the Crime Alley Kids loving Red Hood.

So imagine their surprise that their favourite hero (they would never call Red Hood a hero to his face mainly because he would vehemently deny it, but that's what he is to the kids) that Batman, the supposed symbol of Gotham's justice, treats Red Hood with... was that disdain?

They've seen Red Hood interact with the other members of the team, they're friendly. The kids would even say they acted like family.

Nightwing shows the kids tricks and checks up on Red Hood. ("Are you eating, Little Wing? No new injuries? How are you feeling?" "Oh my god, you're really ruining my rep here, dickhead." It is said with no actual heat.)

Red Robin hands him information without needing an exchange other than a playful noogie that Red Robin wiggles out of in mild annoyance. ("Aw thanks Replacement, didn't know you cared so much." They can't see his face but hear the teaching tone of voice.)

Spoiler throws glitter at him and instead of firing a gun at the purple vigilante, he just sighs and attempts to shake off most of it. (It doesn't work, but at least it's red glitter.)

Black Bat would pop up, scaring the living daylights out of him, to give a quick hug before disappearing. (The kids get a kick out of the shriek coming from him.)

Signal, they rarely see the daytime vigilante, but when they do, Red Hood doesn't hesitate to give tips and tricks about their job. ("I'm not going to launch a rocket just to make an entrance for this bust, it's supposed to be discreet, Hood." "You can be discreet with a rocket launcher.")

And Robin threatens and complains when Red Hood claps a hand on his back or throws an arm over his shoulders, but like his reactions to Nightwing's clinginess, Robin doesn't do much other than verbalize his distaste even though he clearly has the skills to remove himself. (And if the kids witness Red Hood jumping across rooftops with a little bird clinging to his back with quiet laughter, that's no one's business other than theirs and the birds.)

So why was Batman looking at Hood with so much anger? Why was it that Hood looks to be shrinking on himself whenever the Dark Knight is nearby? Why do the other team members seem to step between them, almost like a protective barrier, when Batman talks to Red Hood? Why do his words sound stilted and rehearsed in reply to Batman's harsh words?

No one talks to their hero like that or makes their hero act like a shell of himself, especially not some wannabe hero who couldn't give them the time of day (or night).

So feelings towards Batman in Crime Alley turn from lukewarm to ice cold.

They don't talk to Batman, they actively hide from him (which they know puts a damper in the greatest detective's investigations, adults talk like kid's don't know what's going on all the time).

If Batman happens to corner them, they glare and are rude. They throw trash, pebbles, anything they can get their hands on and other kids distract so they can escape.

Crime Alley Kids look out for each other, and Red Hood is one of theirs.

[largemouthbassnation]

How to introduce a puppy to quail.

In this video a 12 week old puppy is exposed to a series of quail to help her develop confidence with handling birds. Equipment … source

[freesia-writes]

I don't have it in me to write full scenes, so here are some fun little drabbles of what it might be like to party with some of the boys on New Year's Eve! PLEASE feel free to add your own and use the tag #2024cloneNYE

Shoutout to @lornaka for the sweet helmet art. Find other dividers like these here.

Tup - Tries to take you somewhere neat to see fireworks, holding your hand and glancing at you sheepishly every now and then, but gets lost along the way. Is simultaneously frustrated at himself and nervous at what you’ll think of him until you pull him into a side alleyway to show him some fireworks of your own. 😎

Jesse - Is so delighted to be spending the evening with you that he nearly gets into three different fights with troopers at the bar because he's just so dang excited. Dances your ass off then takes you out for street food, where he does get in a fight with a handsy vendor. Gives you the best kiss of your life at midnight. 🥴

Fives - Tells you to wear a disguise. Dies laughing when you show up and he is wearing a simple poncho while you have donned a huge fake mustache. Sneaks you both onto a large cargo freighter that is scheduled to depart from Coruscant a bit before 00:00, so that as it’s slowly lifting into the sky, you get a bird’s eye view of the fireworks all around you. Of course, he now needs to figure out how to get you both off the ship without being caught. 🥸

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Fox - Shows up at your apartment in sweatpants and cracks up at the side of you as you open the door, as you are in sweatpants as well, even though you both had said you were going to “go celebrate” together. But you both knew exactly what you meant by “celebrate”, and you watch crappy holofilms while snuggling on the couch, dozing off until the sound of fireworks rouses you. You gaze blearily out the window, watching the flashing colors as you’re nestled into his arms, then you both drift back to sleep after a feeble “whoo!” 😴

Howzer - Dresses to the nines to take you out to dinner but feels awkwardly self-conscious about it until you distract him by coaxing him into sharing stories about his squad, which light him up immediately. Then he’s got nothing but soft admiration for you, insists on two desserts, and walks you to your front door to finish the evening with a tender kiss. Comes running back to knock on your door about 10 minutes later when he realizes it’s just now midnight and “he kissed you too soon.” The oversight is quickly remedied. 🤭

Hardcase - Finds out where they're setting the fireworks off from and sneaks you in. You both tuck in a tiny little corner between a huge metal structure that holds the firework launchers, and when they start going off, it's so loud that you can't help but squeal. Hardcase also yells in delight, catching the attention of nearby employees, and suddenly pretends he's escorting you off the premises after you'd been discovered sneaking into the area. 😂

Gregor - Grabs some wraps at a food truck and takes you to some random little park where a galactic Mariachi band (they exist, ok?) is playing sweet beats. Dances with zero shame, with and without you. Drags you up a nearby hill to see fireworks and produces a bottle of champagne seemingly out of nowhere. Forgot glasses though, so you take swigs out of the bottle and choke on the bubbles and foam. Spins and dips you at midnight and finishes with the sweetest kiss.

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[divorcedwife]

if you want to play short games for free and like dating sims, you should download the flashpoint archive launcher and look up my favorites, which come in two broad categories :

the ones by pacthesis (generally sweet, though they can have sad and dramatic moments)

the ones by amiralo (so fucking sad)

from pacthesis, i can't judge them fairly cause i played them as they were released as a teen ; but i liked kingdom days when i replayed it as an adult, it has a lot of early 2010s charm. every game after that is also worth it in my opinion (so chrono days, lunar days, numbers days, star days ; memory days also i guess, i dont remember it). these games were all made by one person and she was super young, like im pretty sure she was still a high school student for some of them. she has my admiration forever

amiralo's reverie and saccharine are more like anti-sim dates - so if you hate romance, this is for you! they're really bleak and sad. i played saccharine when i was in highschool and it left an incredible impression. the art style is so so charming

i also like birds of a feather by waffrus for a short, lighthearted one, and i found heavenly playgirl extremely entertaining, if only for the concept of it. a lot happening.

[snapacrackapop]

WildLife EP5 Spoilers

oh i am so unwell i am gonna cry so hard rn . . .

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Mumbo, the coal miner who took pity in the countless deaths of the canary, decided to release the bird from its cages. Paying the price with his own life now that there was no one left to warn him of his own impending death.

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Jimmy, the canary who had finally tasted freedom. Laughs at the coal miner's grave, no longer the bird in a cage awaiting death.

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And funny enough, in every series Mumbo had been in, Grian was related to his final death.

Last Life - Grian finishes him off after Mumbo's own attempt to kill him, turning back again only to be met with death.

Secret Life - Mumbo was killed by Etho's and Grian's task to bring a warden and wither to war. Killed by his own mistake fencepost

Wild Life - The TNT launcher Grian made which ended Mumbo's wildlife series. Colliding with the tntcart that activated after forgetting to switch the lever off.

In every way, Grian was just like the carbon monoxide gas in the coal mine. Each time, the coal miner's own foolishness was what killed him, as though not heeding the canary's warning of death. Only this time, the canary wasn't there to warn him. It was only the coal miner, and the poison gas awaiting him.

[holylulusworld]

Every Breath you take (19)

Summary: There is a shadow following you. He doesn’t know what he got himself into.

Pairing: Stalker!Bucky Barnes x fem!Reader

Warnings: a man out of time, secret admirer trope, “crazy” reader, fluff, domestic life

A/N: You all made me do it! Here’s the series to this random idea: Stalker Bucky & Crazy Reader

Catch up here: Every breath you take (18)

Every Breath You Take Masterlist

“More salt,” you comment as Bucky stirs the sauce. You decided to start over, and the first thing you did was to cook together. “It tastes good but lacks salt.” Licking the spoon, you watch Bucky add more salt.

Since he came back, you tried to talk about the elephant in the room with him. Bucky must, once and for all, realize that he cannot treat you like a caged bird. You’re with him on free terms and don’t want to be treated like a prisoner.

“I didn’t know you could cook.” You try to ease your nerves and talk about anything but what’s on your mind. “It’s nice having a man who can cook.”

“Uh—I’m not much of a cook, but I can try to get better.” Bucky seems to be as nervous as you are. “For you.”

“Bucky,” you begin, but clamp your mouth shut. You sigh, shake your head, and try again. “Okay, we need to talk.”

“Doll, I already told you that I’m sorry." Bucky winces as you cross your arms over your chest. “You’re right. I shouldn’t have locked the cabinets. It was a mistake and won’t happen again.”

“There is a locked room. I assume it’s the basement,” you sniff. “Did you want to put me down there, and that’s why it’s locked?”

“What?” He drops the spoon in his hands. Bucky looks like you slapped him across the face. He winces and shakes his head. “No. I locked it because it’s dangerous. I didn’t want you to get hurt or hurt yourself.”

“What are you talking about?” You huff, frustrated. He’s hiding things from you again, pretending to keep you safe. Whenever you believe you’re making progress, you take ten steps back.

“If you want to, I’ll show you.” Bucky steps around the kitchen counter to touch your shoulder. “I never wanted you to see this side of me, but I don’t want to hide things from you.”

His hand slides down your arm to take your hand. Bucky guides you out of the kitchen and walks straight toward the locked door.

He unlocks the door with his thumb. The door slides aside, and the light automatically turns on. “I go there when the nightmares get worse,” he says, as he guides you down the staircase.

Down in the basement, there’s no furniture but an old mattress on the ground. You wrinkle your forehead as Bucky steps toward the wall.

He presses a button, and the wall suddenly moves aside, revealing a hidden room. On the walls hang weapons of all kinds. Guns, knives, blades, even something that looks like a rocket launcher.

“I hide it down here if we are ever in danger. You know about Hydra, and you know there’s always the possibility that one of them made it out alive.”

“Why the mattress?” You question. The mattress stands out like a sore thumb. It doesn’t belong down here, in weaponry.

“I told you, sometimes my nightmares are worse. I scream and, on very bad nights, I punch the walls or worse. If that happens, I go down here to not scare Alpine or hurt you.”

“Oh…OH!” You feel awful for thinking Bucky tried to hide things from you again. “I understand.”

“It’s for emergencies,” he hastily says as you glance at the weapons again. “I swear, we won’t need them.”

You nod and swallow thickly. Of course, you heard about Hydra and Bucky’s past. You just never thought the big bad guys could try to go after you.

“Better safe than sorry, right?” you stammer. All the guns make you nervous, but you know, Bucky is right. You can never be too careful. Other people get an extra door lock, and you’ve got a whole weaponry.

“Please don’t be scared,” Bucky says, gently touching your arm. “I know this is a lot.”

“Bucky,” you murmur his name and fake a smile. You’re still nervous because of all the weapons, but you don’t want to disappoint him. Bucky showed you his secret and openly talked about his nightmares. “Thank you for your honesty and trusting me.”

“I don’t want to hide things from you, Y/N. You were right. We cannot build this relationship on lies or secrets.”

“Good,” you say, and nod. “We should take care of dinner now. I bet Alpine is hungry too.”

You eat in silence while looking at Bucky. He seems less tense now that he has revealed this secret weaponry to you. Still, there is something you need to say.

“I don’t want you to sleep down there if the nightmares are bad,” you suddenly say. “If you need me, I’ll be there. We are a pair now, and I want to help you if you are sad or scared.”

“Doll, I can be scary when I wake from a nightmare.” He shakes his head. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

“You won’t,” you state, and put the cutlery aside. You get up from your seat to cup Bucky’s face. “We’re in this crazy thing we got ourselves into together. No more excuses. It’s us against the world now.”

“Us against the world,” Bucky repeats your words. He watches you crawl in his lap and sighs. “You’re crazy, you know.”

“You too,” you giggle. “For choosing me.”

Part 20

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