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THE BOOKS

 

S.K. Lessly is a writer of Interracial Romance, with focus on the Alpha Male. Below are current works.

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RUINED

Loving an Alpha Male

He's addicted to her. The mere thought of her brings Mason to his knees. There is no other woman in the world that he wants. Max can’t believe that she met a passion-filled man that makes her body yearn for things she’s only dreamed about. He’s ruined her, making him the only man that she wants.

 

Mason West, an ex-Navy Seal turned Amateur MMA fighter, is battling the darkness of the life he left behind. Finding the will to fight back in a woman that completes him was not something that he expected, but it seemed fate had other plans.

 

All Maxine Shaw wanted to do was graduate, become a nurse for the best sports rehabilitation center in the country, and finally achieve the goals she set for herself.

 

Once she catches a glimpse of Mason West, an Alpha male to the core, he awakens a fire inside of her that she never thought existed. The sparks between these two ignite bottomless passion and enduring love that shifts their goals in a way neither suspected.

 

Before Mason and Max can embark on a journey of happily ever after, the strength of their love gets tested. Will this passionate pair be able to survive what fate has in store?

 

DESIRED

Loving an Alpha Male

If you’re looking for a "cards and candy" romance, you won’t find it here…

Georgia Sayers has always been shy and quiet. She has always lived her life by other people’s rules, especially her best friend and fiancé. They were the most important people in her life. She trusted and loved them. But the night before her wedding, her life came crumbling around her. She stumbled on a betrayal that shook her to her core and changed her completely. No longer will she live her life by other people’s standards. It was her turn to make up her own rules. Love wasn’t something she wanted anymore. She wanted to find someone to feed her deepest desires and the moment her eyes fell on him, she knew he was the one…

Drake Lincoln is as bad as they come. He makes no apologies for who and what he is. He says what he wants, he does what he wants, whenever and wherever he wants. He doesn’t play by any rules but his own. Trust and Loyalty are the codes he lives by. If you cross him, he will bury you without hesitation. He is heartless, he is dangerous, and he is as cold as Ice. He’s not capable of giving any woman the desires of her heart... until his eyes take in a woman that becomes his soul.

Drake has never met a woman like Georgia, and he can’t seem to stay away from her. He’d do anything for her. He’d kill for her. He’d die for her. She is who and what he wants and desires, and he can’t be without her.

However, Georgia and Drake both have pasts that can destroy them. Can they overcome the many obstacles in their lives and learn to love and trust each other, or will their life struggles keep them apart?

 

OBSESSION

Loving an Alpha Male

Her…

Darkness wants me. I’ve been surrounded by darkness since the day I was born. It is all I’ve ever known. It consumes me, it suffocates me, and no matter how far I run, darkness is always at my heel threatening to devour me. My darkness is… fear! I never believed I could feel anything else until the moment he touched me. He has given me hope. He has allowed me to dream, to want, to desire more than I have ever thought possible. He’s my protection… my safety… my future… I am his. But darkness always has a way of creeping up and casting its shadow. Will it consume me or will his love be strong enough to keep me in the light?

Him….

She’s my obsession and I can’t seem to get her off my mind. It drives me crazy but I think about her constantly. I want her. No, I need her. I crave everything about her; her touch, her taste, her smile, her eyes, and her innocence. Just being close to her turns me on. No woman has ever made me feel this way and I can’t get enough. I have to have her. Her body, her heart, her mind, and her desires belong to me. No one can ever take what’s mine and make no mistake she IS mine.

I know she has a past and I know she has secrets, but no matter what comes our way I will fight for her. Her secrets I can handle but with such uncertainty from her past, will it finally catch up to her and destroy the new life she has built before I can save her?

 

Desired Too:

Loving an Alpha Male

Angel and Raquel possess two very strong personalities separately, alphas to the core. The problem comes when these two fire-filled individuals come together. One needs to be in control while the other refuses to be controlled.

 

Angel Leonetti, the complete Alpha Male…

      “Let me first address this ‘using you’ shit that you mentioned. To be clear, I asked you to be on the team for no other reason but that I trust you. You were actually the only one I trusted in that meeting, besides my father. I don’t know what’s up with Victor. I haven’t a clue where the hostility he displayed stemmed from, but, best believe, if he says anything to me again, I won’t hold back. He has you to thank for him breathing without assistance right now. Consider this his reprieve.”

Angel moved closer to her, as he continued, “And that ultimatum bullshit you just spat at me; that’s not an option. I’m growing tired of repeating myself. I’ve told you already that you are who and what I want. I won’t say it again.”

 

Raquel Waters, the uncontrollable Alpha Female…

No matter how she felt about him, how much she wanted him, she wasn’t taking his controlling cave man ways lightly. “You are so full of shit! You and I haven’t seen or spoken to each other in three years; three-long-years. You know nothing about me, and I don’t know shit about you. All I can say is that we know how to fuck each other’s brains out with a skill that should be taught to the masses, but that’s it. So what!” she moved closer to him. “I went away and grew up. I have likes and dislikes that you have no clue exist. So if you think I’m just going to sit here and let you claim me without me have something to say about it, you’re sadly mistaken.”

 

Angel can’t live without this woman, he refuses to. He’s determined to have her no matter what.

 

Raquel equally has a need that only Angel can fulfill. She wants him, there’s no doubt about that, however she doesn’t want to sacrifice who she is to get what she wants.

 

Will Angel be able to break down the walls of the woman he’s desired since the moment they met?

 

Will Raquel be able to surrender her free will for the man that has managed to dominated her mind, body, and soul?

 

Can these two find a way to be together or will their fire consume them both?

My Addiction

Second Chance Series

 

Take every chance you get in life because some things only happen once!

 

Ayana…

 

I want him…

There’s no other way to say it; I want this man. Oh, I’ve wanted him since forever. He’s just amazing. He’s that perfect man you can’t help but dream about. He has an amazing heart. He’ll do anything for you. He has a smile that will make you melt where you stand. He has a body that’s sheer perfection. And his eyes, oh man, they can look through your soul and strip you bare until you have no choice but to give yourself to him. It’s a power he’s had over me since the first day we met. Hands down, ladies, he’s fine as hell. Oh, and his lips, goodness, I can’t forget those. Let me tell you, the moment he touches you with his lips, you instantly cream.  You can’t help it. The feeling he generates is like no other. With just the simplest touch, he can make you soak with a need that only he can satisfy. He can effortlessly bring nothing but sweet ecstasy and pure desire all through your body.

 

Do you see why I want him?  He’s my addiction, and I crave him with every second I draw breath.

 

So why can’t I have him? It’s simple; I don’t deserve him. You see I’ve had an opportunity to make him mine forever, and I blew it. I blew it so bad that I don’t know if he’ll ever give me another chance. But, oh, if he does, I promise you; I won’t waste it.

 

Brad…

I’ve never met anyone like this woman. She had me the first day I laid my eyes on her. She’s beautiful. No doubt about it; she’s a goddess. She has curves that I can’t keep my hands off of. Her skin is smooth like melted chocolate on your fingers. She has an unbelievable spirit and fierce loyalty that you’d want in your corner. Did I say she’s sexy as shit? She turns me on with just the sheer thought of her.  My favorite part of her are those lips of hers. Damn, I want to kiss her all the time. I can’t get enough of her taste. She’s made for me, I know this… I’m not denying that.

 

I’ve been in love with her since before I even knew she existed. She’s my best friend. I can’t live without her.  

I just don’t know if that’s enough, if my love for her is enough.

 

I want to give her a second chance, but I don’t know if she’s ready. They say that you only give second chances if a person has learned from their mistakes. 

 

What if she hasn’t?

 

What do you do when the one you love has an addiction stronger than you? Do you fight for her or do you let it consume you both? Life is about second chances. The question is can we survive?

OBSESSION TOO

 

 

Her…

This wasn’t supposed to happen. I wasn’t supposed to fall in love. Oh, who am I kidding. I had been in love with this man since the first day I laid eyes on him. The man was tall, muscular, with chiseled features, a low beard, and these unbelievable blue eyes. He was a badass and I wanted him. I had dreamt about what it would be like to touch him, to kiss him, to feel him inside me. And when my dreams suddenly came true, oh how I wanted more. I not only wanted him. I deserved him. But, I knew better. I wasn’t the woman he deserved. I wasn’t the woman that could give him everything and believe me he deserved everything. I should let him go. Despite how I’m feeling, I should just let him go. It would be the right thing to do. And yet, I can’t bring myself to let go. He’s my obsession. I can’t breathe without him. My heart starts beating out of control, I start to hyperventilate and I’m only thinking about leaving him.

Someone help me?

Someone please show me how to let go when you know you should, but can’t seem to bring yourself to do it. Someone show me how not to love him.

Him…

I want her!

Plain and simple. I want Grace Michelle King or shall I say that I want Misty. I’ve wanted this woman for quite some time now but the timing in both of our lives wasn’t right. Now it was and I was taking full advantage of this moment. But, Misty was making it hard. For some reason, her stubborn ass was holding back from me. That won’t hold for long. I’m breaking her defenses. I can see it in her amazing gray eyes. Her brown complexion seems to glow every time I’m near her. She’s affected by me just as much as I’m affected by her. Good! Now all I need to do is show her that loving me is the only option she has to choose. I’m not letting her go. No matter what, she will be MINE!

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Controlled:

Loving an Alpha Male

Control: the power to influence or direct people’s behavior or the course of events. It is indicative to such words as power, command, dominance, and leadership.

Hello,

Let me introduce myself. My name is Andrew Pierce, known to everyone as A.P. I’m a corporate attorney on the fast-track to becoming partner at the Law Firm of Goldstein, Parker, & Foster. My tamed hair is blonde, and my eyes are blue. I stand above six feet with pure muscle covering my entire body. I exude confidence, strength, aggressiveness, power and most of all, control. Shit, if I’m to be honest here… I am the epitome of fucking control.
Most people strive to have control, but they don’t know the first thing about it. They use it as a means to harm, destroy or dominate. For me, control is like breathing. It’s my lifeline. I must have control. I must be in control. It’s not about my sick twisted need to dominate that’s ingrained in me no matter what. No, control for me is simple, it’s a matter of life or death.
I’ve worked all of my life to master the art of control and believe me, it wasn’t easy. I have been tested, measured, and judged, but I never allow myself to succumb to the loss of control. So imagine my damn surprise, my panic, when for the first time in forever my control falters. Shit, it happened so fast that I couldn’t stop it. My breathing became erratic, and my heart beat raced so fast that I wasn’t sure if I would be able to… control it.
I thought this was it, and I looked around my surroundings, frantically looking for the source of my lapse, waiting to destroy the threat, when my eyes fell on…heaven. This beautiful, stunning, magnificent woman before me stole my breath away. She was the reason why my control faltered. This was dangerous for a man like me, losing control like this. I knew what I must do; however, I still couldn’t move. It was that moment when I realized that for the first time in my life, I was fucked.

Controlled 2:

Loving an Alpha Male

 

Control… the power to influence or direct people’s behavior or the course of events. It is indicative to such words as power, command, dominance, and leadership.

Control…

 

Hello,

Let me introduce myself. My name is Andrew Pierce known to everyone as A.P. I’m a corporate attorney on the fast-track to becoming partner at the Law Firm of Goldstein, Parker, & Foster. My tamed hair is blonde and for the most part my eyes are blue. I stand above 6 feet with pure muscle covering my entire body. I exude confidence, strength, aggressiveness, power and most of all control. Shit, if I’m to be honest here… I am the epitome of fucking control.

Most people strive to have control but they don’t know the first thing about it. They use it as a means to harm or destroy or dominate. For me, control is like breathing. It’s my lifeline. I must have control. I must be in control. It’s not about my sick twisted need to dominate, that’s ingrained in me no matter what. No, control for me is simple, it’s a matter of life or death.

I’ve worked all my life to master the art of control and believe me it wasn’t easy. I have been tested, measured, and judged but I never allowed myself to succumb to the loss of control. So imagine my damn surprise, my panic, when for the first time in forever my control faltered.  Shit, it happened so fast I couldn’t stop it. My breathing became erratic, my heart beat raced so fast I wasn’t sure if I would be able to… control it.

I thought, this was it and I looked around my surroundings frantically looking for the source of my lapse, waiting to destroy the threat, when my eyes fell on…heaven. This beautiful, stunning, magnificent woman before me stole my breath away. She was the reason why my control faltered. This was dangerous for a man like me, losing control like this. I knew what I must do however I still couldn’t move. It was that moment when I realized that for the first time in my life, I was fucked.

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Controlled 3:

Loving an Alpha Male

 

 

Control… the power to influence or direct people’s behavior or the course of events. It is indicative to such words as power, command, dominance, and leadership.

 

Controlled…

Hi,

My name is Nyla Montgomery. I’m a single mother to a beautiful daughter named Se’Nya. I work as a waitress at Rock’s Diner. Yeah, I know not very glamorous, but for right now, it’s enough. I’m considered average height, curvaceous with a bit of junk in my trunk. I’m brown skinned with short black hair and brown eyes. I’m also in love with a man that makes my heart do double flips. Goodness he is by far the sexiest man I had ever seen in my life. He’s tall, mysterious and brooding as hell. Every time he looks at me, it makes me weak in the knees. His body is perfect, with just the right amount of angles, valleys and ridges that can make a woman’s mouth water. Actually, everything about him is perfect from his chiseled features, strong jaw and striking blue eyes. They exude strength, power, and dominance.  And his lips, jeez-us they are sinful and so is his tongue. Sorry, I digress. The man is just… amazing in every way and he’s mine. Yup, that’s right. He’s all mine and I’ll be damned if I let him go. All I have to do is allow myself to be controlled.  Yeah, that’s easier said than done

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I’m in love with my neighbor. Typical, I know.

God, it was stupid of me to let my guard down, but I did. If you knew him, though, you wouldn’t blame me.

The man is everything you never thought you needed and everything you’ve always wanted. He’s smart, sexy as hell, funny... Did I say sexy? He’s a great listener, he loves football, which is a plus, and he saves lives for a living. What more could a woman want, right?

The man is also just an all-around good guy, a boy scout in every since of the word. It was easy to get to know him, to open up to him. He became my best friend in a matter of weeks. No wait, best friend? Hell, scratch that, he’s my soulmate.

Crazy, right?

Also, he’s the complete opposite of what I usually go for, and yet I can’t stop thinking about him. The way he walks, his scrumptious scent, the sound of his sexy as sin voice, those dimples, and, f@*k, that panty dropping smile of his.

So, don’t you see? I’m in trouble.

I’m in love with my soulmate, my best friend, and there’s nothing I can do about it.

Not a damn thing!

F@*K MY LIFE!

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re·demp·tion
/rəˈdem(p)SH(ə)n/
noun
the action of saving or being saved from sin, error, or evil.

Paul Logan…

I’m in love with my neighbor. Typical, I know.

The problem is that I didn’t know how much I was in love with her until she was gone. She made the choice to leave but I let her go. Yeah, I wasn’t thinking straight. It was pride. Pride allowed me to lose the woman I couldn’t breathe without. I’m trying to exist without her but I’m failing miserably.

Damn… I need her more than I need my next breath.

She consumes my soul. I crave her, I adore her, I yearn for her. I’ve never loved someone as much as I love her. This woman is everything! She’s sexy, beautiful, smart, she loves football, which is sexy in itself. When she smiles, it lights up my entire world. It soothes the darkness that swarms around my life. She’s the light, the strength I need to live.

The woman is just… walking, breathing, talking… man she’s perfect in every way.

And I let her get away.

I’m in love with my soulmate, my best friend and if I don’t get my s*%t in order she will never be mine.

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Broken Promises

Ethan and Alexis became the best of friends overnight. They met when they were kids and shared a love of all things science, computers, and freeze tag. True love blossomed but was never allowed to flourish. Promises were made but never kept. Ethan moved away, leaving Alexis brokenhearted.
Fast forward to now.
A class reunion has brought the once best friends back together. Unfortunately, Alexis and Ethan aren't the same people they were in school. Bitterness, pain and rejection has taken root, leaving the once thick as thieves friends, at odds. Or so they think. The more time they spend together, the more they realize the love they once had for each other didn’t die; it lay dormant, ready for its chance to flicker to life.
All they needed to do was sit back and watch the sparks fly. Except, once again, fate has other ideas.
Has too much time passed for these two childhood friends? Has the pain of broken promises become too great to overcome? Or can they get past differences and tough obstacles to be together?
Both Alexis and Ethan will come to a crossroads. The question is, which road will they choose… a life together or a life apart.

OBSESSION  2.5

Misty…

Okay so yeah… my plans to let go of the only man I would ever love isn’t working. In fact, things between us are heating up. I fell for him long ago, but the time we’ve spent together has only strengthen that love. What in the hell was I thinking letting him so close you ask? I wasn’t thinking with my head I tell you that much. I know I should’ve let him go. I shouldn’t have allowed him deeper in my heart.  I just couldn’t help myself. That man has owned my heart and dominated my soul since the first day we met.  He laid that helluva smile on me and it was over.

However, there’s one problem. Secrets. Yes, this is that typical story of someone holding back secrets for fear of losing the one they love. Admittedly, the secrets are tearing me apart. I have to confess all to him. I have to purge my soul. But what if I lose him? What if he finds out that I’m not who he thinks I am, that I’m not the woman for him? Would I lose him? God, I can’t lose him. I’d die. But I can’t keep stringing him along either. He has to know the whole truth about me. I have to take the risk if I’m going to be with his man.

I just hope my secrets don’t destroy us. That would truly suck.

 

Shane…

Am I obsessed with Grace Michelle King? Hell fucking yes!

I’ll admit that shit gladly. I love that woman. Can’t keep my hands off her, my lips as well as other parts I won’t name. I can’t see my life without her. Listen. I need her, crave her, desire her, yearn for her. My heart beats for her, my soul demands to have her. That woman is made for me. God has placed her on this earth for me and only me. Now, I just have to show her that I’m the only man she will ever need. So far, my plans to woo my woman is working. I have her right where I want her, in my arms and in my bed. Now, I just need her to give me her heart. I’m so close. She’s holding back. I don’t have a clue why. I know she loves me. I can see it in her eyes. She thinks she’s hiding from me, keeping secrets but there’s nothing she could tell me that would push me away. The sooner she realizes I’m never letting her go, the better off she’ll be.

Fuck it, the next time I see her I’m just going to grip her by the back of the neck and stick my tongue down her throat. No matter where we are I’m staking my claim like a man should and put her fears at rest. Then she’ll know exactly who she belongs to without a doubt.

Me!

They say people come into your life either for a reason, a season, or a lifetime. I had to agree.

I married a wonderful woman. She enriched my life. She showed me the meaning of love and how to love. She became my lifetime, my forever. However, the love of my life was taken from me too soon and we never had a chance to see what life had in store for us.

Losing her crushed my soul. I was lost. I turned cold, bitter, and if you asked my team, they would say I became moody as ever. My outlook on life, on love, had changed. I had zero interest in starting over. In finding love again. I didn’t date. I didn’t see the reason for women in my life but to fulfill my carnal needs.

So, imagine my surprise when the ice around my heart began to crack the moment a phenomenal woman stumbled into my life.

The problem was, I didn’t want to let her in. I didn’t want to take a chance on her. I didn’t think I had to energy or the desire, but day after day, this woman began to pump life back into me. She challenged me, caused desire and need to flow through my veins once again.

I believed in second chances, if deserving, but not when it came to matters of the heart. I had met and experienced life with my soulmate. And yet, how could that be if my heart and soul craved another deeper than I had ever experienced in my life?

Is there such a thing as having two soulmates? I didn’t think so. But maybe I was wrong.
Here is my story…

Question…

Have you ever met a man for the first time and said to yourself, I’m going to have his beautiful babies? Of course, this declaration comes after you’ve looked him up and down, noting how hot he is, sexy, how tall he is, how broad his shoulders are, and, most importantly, how big his…feet are.

Well, I had all of those thoughts run through my mind, and then some, the moment I met the man of my dreams. The one I’ve been made for. It has taken a long time and a lot of pain and heartache, but he’s finally found me.

He’s so freaking sexy and so handsome with eyes that make me melt. And boy is he moody and wears a permanent frown on his gorgeous face, but I love it. I love that he’s brooding, with a touch of darkness hovering just on the surface of his soul. He has this thick wall around his heart, due to a great loss, but I am determined to break through. I will show him how to live again, what it feels like to be loved and wanted, by loving him with everything in me.

It didn’t take long for my soul to recognize his soul. I realized who he was the first day I stumbled into his arms. I knew the moment he touched me that I had found my true love. That’s right. I love this man fiercely and desperately and sadly he has no idea of the power he has over me. I would do anything for him. I would kneel at his feet and give him complete control over my body, over my soul, over my heart. I will fight to prove to him that I am all that he will ever need. It won’t be easy, let me tell you. So far, he has been fighting me at every turn. But I love a challenge.

I’ve been waiting a lifetime to meet my soulmate. It took a few frogs to meet my Prince Charming, but I’m not complaining. He’s worth the wait.

Now all I have to do is convince him that I’m the one for him.

Pray for me, I’m going to need it.

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Law Morelli

 

My brothers think I have no heart, that I am cold, vicious and evil as f@&k. They are not wrong. In fact, they forgot one. I am also as deadly as they come. It is my job to protect my family, to keep my brother’s safe. Am I my brother’s keeper? Yes, I am! There is no room in my life for anything else, for anyone else. I had been content with that truth for years, decades.

 

Until I met her…

 

This woman was everything I didn’t believe I needed or wanted. She's sexy as f@&k and has a smile that seems to chase my darkness away. I crave her like a drug. I desire her body, her soul, and most of all, her heart. I need her in more ways than I want to admit. I should keep my distance. I should walk away, leave her be, and never look back. But yeah, that shit wasn’t happening. This woman would be mine, mark my words.

Question is… would she accept me for who I am, for WHAT I am? I guess I would find out soon enough.

 

Author's Note: This is a dark romance with killing, blood, guts and other possible triggers. Please read with caution and note this is a work of fiction.

Nix and Ivie prequel

When in Paris…

Why do they call Paris the city of love? Beats the bloody hell out of me. I think the place is overrated. People go there to find romance. Men choose this city to propose to women they love. F&%k all that…I went to the city to find a man responsible for the attempt on the lives of me and my bruvs.

Who I didn’t expect to find there was a woman that I hadn’t been able to stop thinking about since the day we met. She was a very, very fit woman. Stacked and all that. She made me want things I never planned on having in my life, a wife, children.

I had no business thinking of such things, wanting those things. The way my life was set up, I had no business on the pull.  

 

And yet…I couldn’t resist the need to have this woman, to be with this woman. Even if it was for a night.

 

There’s a saying… ‘When in Rome, do what the Roman’s do.’

 

I plan on flipping that to my advantage.

 

‘When in Paris, do what the Parisians do.’

 

What does that intel? Oh, you will have to wait and find out. I tell you one thing, it will be a wicked night that neither of us will ever f&%king forget.  Put that on everything.

Nix Morelli

 

My name is Nix. I'm the glue that holds my family together. I'm the level-headed one, the peacemaker out of my bruvs. I'm also the only one that can keep them from destroying the world. But with making sure we flourish doing what we love, I have barely enough time for a social life. But for her... I'd make time. I'd move heaven and earth for her, if only she let me. Trouble is, she's stubborn as f#@k! Well guess what, so am I. I will not be denied. I will have my cake and eat it too. Watch me!

 

Ivie Andreyev

 

My name is Ivie Andreyev. I’m part Nigerian, part American. I can speak Russian fluently and my father is one of the top bosses of the Bratva in Europe, hell in the world. My task is to keep him safe, to protect him from his enemies. However, I’m too busy falling in love with Nix Morelli. Picture that. I never thought I’d ever say those words to anyone, much less admit them to myself. But it’s the truth. I.am.in.love.

 

The problem is that I don’t know how to tell him. How to show him. And time is ticking. There’s someone out to kill the man I love. No way was I letting that happen either. I would protect him with my life. And honestly, as I think about the shit we’ve been through, that very well might happen.

Damn that would suck…

Author's Note: This is a dark romance with killing, blood, guts and other possible triggers. Please read with caution and note this is a work of fiction.

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