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[ratonnhhaketon]

Still Breathing

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Summary: Six months after the defeat of Thanos, the world is still in chaos. The threat of the Flag Smashers combined with the new headstrong Captain America means it’s time for Valencia Zicari to help save the world one more time. But, in doing so, she also has to pick up the pieces of a broken relationship.

Warnings: Major TFATWS spoilers, Swearing, Angst, Fluff, Slow-Burn

A/N: Original character backstory reveal time!! Sorry this took longer than anticipated, I planned on having weekly updates for this fic, but I’m trying to finish up this year of college and my classes have been draining me of any motivation. Hopefully I’ll be able to update quicker in 2 weeks when I’m finished. In the meantime, I hope you enjoy this chapter and as always if you have any questions or comments about my oc or the story feel free to send them my way! Feedback is always accepted and appreciated!

Chapter 2 - So We Meet Again

The entire way to Berlin, Valencia just felt off. Going to see Zemo, after everything he did to tear apart the only family she had left, just did not sit right with her at all. Especially when she considered everything he put Bucky through. Her mind was preoccupied as they walked through the facility, her body on autopilot as it followed closely behind Sam and Bucky. She didn’t realize they had stopped following the guard that was escorting them until a gloved hand rested on her shoulder, her confused gaze snapping up to meet a set of icy blue eyes. 

“D’ya hear me, doll? I’m gonna go in alone.”

Valencia’s eyes widened in horror at his words. “What? Like hell you are!”

Bucky’s eyes moved from Val to Sam. “Both of you are Avengers. You know how he feels about that.”

Sam rolled his eyes at his words, his hands settling on his hips as his patience grew thin. “Buck, it's not like you two were known for frolickin' in the sun together.”

The super soldier held back his own eye roll at his words. “He was obsessed with HYDRA,” he spoke in a firm tone, his voice dropping with the last word. Bucky looked between the two people in front of him and noticed how Valencia was practically staring him down. 

She spoke up in a monotone voice, “This is an absolutely horrible idea.” 

“Look, we have a history together. Trust me. I got it.” As he turned to leave Valencia reached a hand towards him, catching his wrist. He immediately stopped and turned back to look at her.

“Bucky, just.. Be careful. Please,” she spoke in a small voice. Her eyes were pleading with him just as much as her words. 

“I always am.” He shot her a small smile as he turned back around, walking down the hall towards Zemo’s cell. She felt her heart sink watching him walk off. 

Valencia leaned against the wall, arms crossed over her chest and a defeated sigh slipping past her lips. Sam copied her body language on the wall across from her. “So what’s going on with you two?” 

Her brows furrowed together. “What?” 

“I know you two aren’t still together but you seemed real friendly back at the police station.” The corner of his lips turned up as he spoke. 

“Oh, my god,” she rolled her eyes at him. “I haven’t seen my boy-” she stopped mid word, mentally cursing herself, “best friend in almost a month and suddenly I’m not allowed to hug him? Especially when I thought he was going to be imprisoned?” 

Sam put his hands up in surrender. “All I’m saying is that it looked like more than just a friendly hug.”

“Even if it was, we’re still broken up.” Her foot nudged a small clump of dust on the ground. “Besides, I know he’s been trying to move on.”

He let out a chuckle. “Oh I call bullshit on that.”

“I’m serious! He’s been going on dates. His friend Yori set him up with a waitress a few days ago.”

Sam sighed, pursing his lips and shaking his head to the side in frustration. “I’ve seen the way he looks at you, Val. His feelings haven’t changed.”

 “I just..” she huffed. Her teeth chewed on her bottom lip as her mind worked to string her thoughts into a coherent sentence. “I’m worried. He called me the other night. At three in the morning. Which means his nightmares are coming back and I just hope to god it isn’t about what I think it is.”

“Have you thought about taking a break from work and going down to see him?” She stared at him, her jaw tightening as she held back. It was obvious where he was going with this. “He needs you, Val. Now more than ever.” 

That one sentence was enough to send her over the edge. She pushed off the wall and stared at the man across from her, tears starting to blur the edges of her vision. “Do you think I don’t want to be there for him? That I want him to suffer through his trauma in silence?” With each word her voice rose until she was practically yelling. “When Steve left I made him a promise that I would be there for Bucky to help him recover. And I was, for so long. I made sure he went to his therapy appointments and was working on his list. But I can’t exactly do that anymore when he was the one to push me away!” Her chest heaved, hot tears running down her cheeks. 

“Val, I’m sorry.” Sam stood up, crossing the space between them and planting both hands on her shoulders. Her figure shook gently from the bottled up emotions leaving her all at once. 

“I don’t even care about what happened with The Winter Soldier anymore. I wasn’t even a year old, it barely matters now.” she sniffed, looking up to catch Sam’s gaze. “I just want to make Steve proud. And I thought that letting Bucky push me away was what he needed in the moment but.. now..” she trailed off, eyes turning down to the floor. 

Sam pulled her towards him, his arms wrapping around her shoulders. “You did what you thought was right, no one can blame you for that.” Valencia pulled her eyes closed tightly, her hands clutching onto the back of his jacket. She clung to him as she cried, holding on for dear life as if she would slip away if she let go. 

After a few minutes she had calmed down enough that she was only sniffling. “Do you think I made the wrong choice?” Sam mumbled, breaking the silence. 

“What?” Valencia looked up at him, eyes still glassy from residual tears. 

“Do you think I should have given up the shield?” 

“Sam, that was your decision. And I’ll stand by whatever choice you made because I know you did what you thought was right.” He wanted to do right by Steve, just like she did, but it was difficult. He didn’t truly know if he was capable of handling everything that came with carrying the shield. 

His eyes moved from the patch of wall he was staring at ahead of him and back down to Val as she pulled away from him, her left hand coming up to wipe away the stray tears from her cheeks. “I’m not mad that you gave up the shield, Sam. I understand that it was your decision and you thought it was just going to sit at the Smithsonian exhibit. I’m only mad at the goddamn government for giving it to that prick who wishes he could be half the man Steve was.” 

“Thank you. That means a lot.” 

She smiled back at him, letting out a deep breath before tugging at his hand. C’mon. Let’s go see what’s taking Bucky so long.” 

~~~~~

The three of them slowly trudged through the darkness, one of Valencia’s hands gently holding on to the back of Bucky’s jacket as she tried not to trip. “Buck, where the hell are we?” she practically whined out at him. 

“Are you serious? You wanna break Zemo outta jail?” Sam questioned from behind them, causing Bucky to turn around sharply. The flashlight he held in his right hand flashed directly across Valencia’s vision, a hand coming up quickly to shield her eyes as she grimaced. 

“Do you have a better idea?” Bucky asked in a curt voice before turning back around to keep walking. “We have no leads, no moves, nothing.” 

“But what we do have is one of the most dangerous men in the world behind bars.” Valencia pointed out, nearly falling as Bucky stopped abruptly in front of her.  

She watched as Bucky’s eyes scanned over the control panel in front of him. “And there’s also eight Super Soldiers that are loose.” 

“Zemo’s gonna mess with our minds. Especially yours. No offense.” As soon as the words left Sam’s mouth Bucky had finally flipped the lights on, revealing the angry expression he wore.  

“Offense,” he said with a pointed glare. “Super soldiers go against everything he believes in. He is crazy but he still has a code.” 

“Yeah, and all three of us have been on the wrong side of that code.” Valencia interjected before Sam could speak. “Remember Bucharest? Him bombing the UN and blaming you for it? Because the Wakandans certainly didn’t.” 

Bucky sighed, his hands finding purchase on his hips. “Look, let me walk you through a hypothetical. Can I walk you through a hypothetical?” 

Before he could begin to explain a loud crash came from the next room over. Sam and Valencia’s heads snapped over towards the sound, leaving Bucky to hang his head in defeat. 

Off to a great start. 

The vague outline of a person started to approach them, to which Valencia’s eyes widened as she whipped around to face the blue eyed man behind her. “You broke him out?!” she practically yelled. 

“Hell no,” Sam spoke up, pointing a finger towards the man standing before him. “You’re going back to prison!” 

Zemo stood timidly in the doorway, taking his hat off to hold between his hands before saying, “If I may-”

Immediately the trio turned and shouted “NO!” before returning to the matter at hand. 

“Okay, just, listen.” Bucky spoke in a low voice. “When Steve refused to sign the Sokovia Accords, you two backed him. You broke the law, and you stuck your necks out for me. I'm asking you to do it again.”

Valencia’s gaze repeatedly flickered from Bucky to Zemo, the same uneasy feeling from earlier in the day resurfacing in the pit of her stomach. She just knew this wasn’t going to end well, but also knew that Bucky was as stubborn as a mule and would not take no for an answer. Especially when Sam finally agreed. 

Bucky looked down at her expectantly, his icey blue gaze piercing her soul. She let out a breath she did not realize she had been holding before nodding. “Yeah. I’m on board.” 

“Alright Zemo,” Sam said. “Where do we start?”

~~~~~

After finding out about Zemo’s wealth and joining him on the jet, they learned that their destination was Madripoor. Zemo explained that they had to disguise themselves and gave each of them a set of clothing to change into for their roles. 

Valencia was in the back of the plane, the curtain pulled across the doorway for privacy as she pulled on the deep red cocktail dress given to her. After repeatedly struggling to reach behind her and pull the zipper up her back, she threw her hands up into the air as an exasperated sigh left her lips. Admitting defeat, she peeked out of the curtain and spotted Bucky standing a few feet away with his back towards her. With one hand Valencia pulled the back of her dress together while the other pushed the curtain back. “Bucky? Would you mind?” 

He ducked past the curtain behind her, a warm hand taking the zipper from her grasp and a metal one landing on her hip. He slid the small zipper up her back, hand lingering between her shoulder blades for a second before she turned to face him. 

“I have a bad feeling about this,” she said in a low voice, barely above a whisper. She didn’t like seeing him dressed up as The Winter Soldier. That part of his life was behind him. That man was gone. 

His gaze met hers and he could see all of the apprehension, the fear, in her eyes. He wanted to pull her in close, to kiss away all of the uneasy feelings, but he couldn’t. Not after everything that happened. Everything he did to her. Instead he put a gloved hand on her shoulder, his thumb rubbing light circles into the exposed skin. “I know, doll. I’m not a fan of this plan, but it’s all we have right now.”

“Hey,” Sam called, walking towards where they were tucked into the back area of the plane. “You two ready? We’re landing soon.”

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[mistyyygoode]

The Lonely Hearts: 3 - Wine

Trigger Warning: Mention of suicide idealization, and in-depth talk of mental health.

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The rest of the week is passed by quicker than Shelby had imagined it to. She was now on her way to her second appointment with Vincent after dropping Marie off at daycare.

As she walked into the office, she saw Ally walking out of the man's office. She sighed herself in as they spoke for a moment.

"Take your pills." Dr. Vincent said before walking back into his office.

Ally rolled her eyes as she sighed. When her eyes met Shelby's, she smiled. "Hey," she grinned.

"Hey," Shelby said softly.

"How have you been?"

"I'm okay. You?"

"Stressed, if I'm being honest. Did you get that job?" Ally asked.

"I, uh, haven't heard yet. I'm giving them a few more days."

"Let me know because I'm still looking for an assistant. If you're up for that."

"I'm not sure, actually," Shelby said.

Ally pulled a pad of paper from her purse and wrote her number down. She tore the piece of paper out and handed it over. "Well, let me know when you find out."

"Okay," Shelby smiled as she took the paper. "Thank you."

"You're welcome... I've got to go. Come to the butchery tomorrow if it's easier for you." Ally said as she walked toward the exit.

"Okay."

"Shelby," Vincent called from the door of his office.

"Bye," the two told each other.

Shelby walked into the office and took a seat across from Vincent's spot.

"How was the week?" he asked as he sat down.

"Productive," Shelby said.

"How so?"

"I got most of my apartment unpacked, and I applied for a job."

"Where at?"

"A yoga studio." She said.

"Okay. How have your panic attacks been?"

"They're still there..." Shelby sighed.

"Just as bad?"

"I guess..." she shrugged.

"How high or low would you rate your anxiety on a normal day?"

"A normal day would probably be somewhere between five or six." She explained.

"And a bad day?"

"They can be as bad as a ten."

"What would a bad day consist for you?" Vincent asked without looking up from his notebook.

"Probably walking up from a nightmare... I'd want to spend most of the day in bed, and take a Valium, but since I had Marie, I don't do that anymore... I get up and make her breakfast and get her doing something before I take a Valium. I usually watch TV with her and do whatever she needs me for." Shelby explained.

Vincent nodded. "What are your nightmares like?"

Shelby looked down at her lap. "Basically, flashbacks of what happened, or something worse."

"Do you have flashbacks when you're awake?"

"Yes..."

"How often?"

"It depends. Usually, it's if I've seen or heard something that triggers it."

"Have you tried Prozac?" Vincent asked.

"Yes. It didn't work." Shelby said.

"What about Praxil?"

"No."

"I want you to try it. We're going to start with fifty milligrams every day for two weeks. I want to continue our weekly session, and in two weeks we'll see where you are with the medication. Have you ever tried Effexor?"

"I'm not taking that," Shelby said as she looked up.

"Why not?"

"My mother was on it, and when she had to get off of it, she was so sick she went into the hospital."

"Okay..." Vincent said as he wrote this down. "Is your mother depressed as well?"

"She had bipolar II, and she had borderline personality disorder."

"Had?" he asked, looking up.

"She died when I was seventeen," Shelby said in a monotone, showing no emotion.

"What happened?"

"She killed herself."

"Have you ever been suicidal yourself?"

Shelby's eyes dropped back to her lap. "At times."

"Are you still suicidal?"

"Not at the moment."

"When was the last time you had any suicidal idealization?"

"Probably a couple of months." She answered softly.

"Have you ever acted upon these thoughts?"

"No."

"Okay. I also want to try and put you on Prazosin. It will help the nightmares. And, I want to take you off the Valium, and cut back on the Trazadone."

Shelby's eyes grew wide. "What?!" she asked.

"Valium can worsen your nightmares, and with the Prazosin, you don't need a hundred milligrams of Trazadone."

"What am I supposed to do when I have a panic attack?" she asked.

"I'll be giving you Xanax. They're similar, but without the possibility of nightmares." He explained.

Shelby let out a sigh as she nodded. "Okay."

"How long until you find out about the job?"

"I'm giving them a few more days." She answered.

"Have you applied anywhere else?"

"No, well, not really."

"Not really?"

"Well, Ally – your patient before me – offered me a job if I don't get this one," Shelby explained.

"What kind of job?"

"She said she needed an assistant."

Vincent just nodded as he wrote this down. "Okay... was there anything this week that you would say you couldn't cope with?"

"Unpacking some things... I found some of Matt's things, some pictures, and even one of Dominic's shirts I kept." Shelby explained.

"Who's Dominic?" Vincent asked, brows slightly furrowed.

"He, uh... we had a small affair before the second part of the show. He's... he's Marie's father." She said softly as she looked down.

"Oh... I just assumed she was Matt's."

"No," Shelby said. "We hadn't had sex for a few months before I slept with Dominic, and he's the only guy who I slept with during the month I would have gotten pregnant."

Vincent nodded. "What did you do with the things you found?"

"I put the clothes into a box, and I have it in my trunk right now. I'm taking it to a donation place, maybe Goodwill. And with the pictures, I threw them away."

"How long has the box been in your car?"

"Uh... maybe three days?" she said.

"Okay, that's your next assignment. I want you to take that box to wherever you want to take it today or tomorrow. You need to get rid of it. Is there anything else you found?"

"No," Shelby said.

"Okay. Is there anything else you feel we need to discuss?"

"Not really."

After leaving the office, Shelby sat in her car for a few minutes. She grabbed her phone and the slip of paper that Ally gave her.

Shelby: Hey, it's Shelby. I was wondering if I can come by today. Even if it's just for some fries

Not even a whole minute passed before she received a reply.

Ally: You're welcome to come whenever you want. You can bring your daughter if you would like

Shelby: Thank you. I'm on my way now

Shelby decided to leave Marie at the daycare. Madalyn had told her a day or two before that she should spend more time with the kids there to grow better, so she was trying to let her daughter socialize with children her age instead of adults.

When she arrived at the butchery, she saw Ally sitting in the back booth with a bottle of wine and a computer. She saw the woman look up from her computer, and wave her over.

Shelby made her way over and sat down across from her. Ally started to pour a second glass, and as much as Shelby wanted it, she knew she couldn't. "I have to get Marie... I'm sorry."

Ally shook her head. "Don't be sorry. I'm sorry, I didn't even think of that. The fries are on the way already... bad session?"

"You could say that," Shelby laughed sarcastically.

"I know the feeling. This is my third glass of wine."

"How are you not drunk?" Shelby asked, slightly shocked.

"Who said I wasn't?" Ally laughed softly.

She laughed along with the other brunette. "I wish I could have a glass. I might after I put Marie down tonight. I haven't finished the bottle you gave me yet, but it is amazing. It's the best I've ever had."

"I agree, although, the market on Jackson isn't too bad with their rosé." Ally said.

"I'll have to get some."

A waiter came to the table with a glass of water and a platter of fries. "Here you go, Mrs. Mayfair-Richards." He said before looking at Shelby. "Can I get you anything?"

"No, thank you."

"Thank you, Chad." Ally said before he walked away. "So, what's your favorite type of wine?"

"Red," Shelby said before she grabbed a fry to eat.

"Me too! I can't stand white."

"It's too dry."

"Exactly!" Ally exclaimed.

They both grinned before taking sips of their drinks. "So, what are you working on?" she asked.

"Nothing, actually. Ivy thinks I'm working on bills, but I did them this morning. This is my way to have some wine and no disturbances."

"Am I a disturbance?" Shelby asked.

"No, you're a refreshment." Ally said with a small smile.

Shelby smiled to herself before saying, "I don't think I'm going to get that job."

"Like I said, you've got the job here if you want it."

"What would that intel?" Shelby asked.

"Are you good at math?"

"Extremely."

"Perfect, you've already got the job." The natural brunette said happily. "Basically, you'll make sure everything is done and turned in on time, kind of like my reminder. Uh... you might take care of some phone calls for me, check numbers for me before I turn anything in, and I might put you on inventory to make sure we don't buy too much or too little of something." She explained.

"Sounds easy enough," Shelby said before sipping on her water.

Ally poured herself another glass of wine. "Great, you've got the job."

"You're a very functioning drunk," Shelby said before widening her eyes. "Sorry..."

"It's okay, I am." Ally said.

"I don't have much of a filter..."

"It's okay, really." The older woman said. "Do you want to talk about your session? I find that helpful sometimes."

Shelby shrugged. "I'm not sure I like Vincent."

"I know he seems like an asshole, but he's helpful. I've been seeing him for nearly ten years."

Shelby's eyes went wide before looking down at her fries. "That's a long time."

"I've gone to therapy for a long time. Sometimes I take breaks, but recently it's been pretty consistent." Ally explained.

"Can I ask why?" Shelby looked back up at the other brunette before stuffing another handful of fries into her mouth.

"I have anxiety and phobias... they seem to worsen when I'm under stress, and I don't like taking my medication."

"I don't like taking my pills either."

"What are you on?"

"Well, I was on Trazadone and Valium, but he switched me to Xanax, and uh... shit, what was that called? Something for nightmares."

"Prazosin?"

"Yeah, that! Oh, and Praxil. Have you ever tried that?" Shelby asked.

"That's what I'm on right now with Xanax. I didn't care for Prazosin because I was a zombie the next day."

"Fuck..."

"Not everyone is like that. I'm very sensitive to sleeping medication. I'm on a very, very low dose of Seroquel right now too." Ally explained before downing more wine.

"I've never tried that."

"They don't suggest it with Xanax."

"Then... why do you take it?"

"I don't have any side effects. Only some people do." Ally said.

"Oh, okay."

"Just don't let him put you on Effexor."

"I told him no today," Shelby said.

"Good. It's a bitch to get off of."

"I know..." Shelby said softly before eating a few more fries.

"Have you ever been on it before?"

"No, but my mother was."

"Ah," Ally nodded before finishing off her wine. "So, what else besides pills made you upset with Vincent?"

"I felt... kind of judged by something I used to regret, but not so much anymore," Shelby said.

"What was it?" Ally asked. "You don't have to tell me if you don't want to, honey."

Shelby felt her heart skip a beat and a small flutter in her stomach at the friendly 'honey'. "I don't mind... I had an affair before Matt, and I split up. I know it was shown on the show, but it wasn't just that one weekend that the paparazzi caught."

"With that actor, right?" Ally asked.

"Yeah..." Shelby sighed. "It lasted about a month. He's Marie's father, not Matt. I guess Vincent assumed it was Matt since he's my ex."

"I think since he doesn't know a whole lot about you, that maybe that's why. He doesn't listen to what other people say, or social media type things." Ally explained. "But, he shouldn't have judged you either. Things happen, we're human."

Shelby nodded with a small sigh before eating a few more fries. "Thank you for listening to me. I don't... really have anyone else, close at least."

"Of course," Ally smiled softly. "I can always be a listening ear when you need one."

Shelby smiled softly as she nodded. "Thank you, really."

"Of course!"

Shelby glanced down at her phone to see a text from Madalyn, seeing it was time to pick up Marie soon. "I should get going soon... how are you getting home like this?" she asked, referring to Ally's drunken state.

"I'll take an Uber. It wouldn't be the first time, plus, I still have..." the brunette glanced at her watch. "Forty-five minutes until I have to be home. The longer the better."

Shelby bit her lip softly. "Are you sure?"

"Mhm," Ally nodded softly.

"Is everything okay?" Shelby asked softly. She could sense that something wasn't.

"With me or...?" the other woman asked as she sipped on her wine.

"Well, you or your marriage. You know, I know how things can get hard, or go wrong... clearly." Shelby chuckled softly.

Ally shrugged. "Things are okay right now. Thank you. You should get going and get your daughter, Marie right?"

She nodded softly. "Yeah, it's Marie. And okay. If you need to talk to, you can always text me. I can be that listening ear for you too."

Ally smiled softly as she nodded. "Thank you, same goes for you."

"Of course, and thank you, for listening and for the fries," Shelby said as she stood up from the booth.

"Of course. See you soon?" Ally asked before drinking more of her wine.

"Yeah, maybe next time I'll bring Marie with me." She said.

"Awesome. See you soon." The other woman said before looking back down at her computer.

"Bye," Shelby said before walking off.

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[freykja-blog]

weight loss

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Mrs. Shena Majumdar is 31 several years outdated interior designer who encountered one thing comparable. She usually had been a little chubby form her faculty days. She hardly ever minds currently being chubby, as she 'assumed' being fatty is an indication of health and fitness. She turned noticeably obese right after she was married. In the beginning, she attempted to defend her growing weight by assuming it had been as a result of her hormone amount and new food items practices. She was good that issues will recuperate as she will change with, but points failed to get as per her belief and she or he kept gaining bodyweight.

It was not Unless of course 2 several years later on when she was clinically stated as obese. It absolutely was during the maternity clinic where she sought consultation after failing to possess a purely natural conception for approximately six months. She was suggested to discover a bariatric guide and drop excess weight just before striving again. She investigated the complete phenomenon of efficient weight reduction on the Internet. She made a decision to give a make an effort to a complete-fledged healthcare therapy but 'an individual' shared their opinion that surgery could possibly make it hard for her to possess a pure conception in a while.

A horrifying canceled her appointment and as a substitute jointed a gymnasium. Even just after working out pretty really hard for six weeks, she didn't get any sizeable result. Someday she had to be carried out by her husband because of overexertion. On extensive examination, she was suggested a weight loss operation in the earliest advantage. After a session only she came to are aware that the operation would not affect her fertility in almost any way. Having said that, fat loss does improve the hormonal amount and Consequently, it could improve the chances of natural thriving conception considerably.

She underwent the operation and the outcomes were just awesome. She chooses to undergo for the laparoscopic bariatric surgical procedures and Subsequently, she was discharged rather soon. She designed a quicker Restoration and saved dropping excess weight over a time period. Even so, the health care provider advised her to look forward to a yr prior to seeking for the child yet again. Inside the calendar year she recognized many positive adjustments.

Immediately after fourteen months she all over again commenced attempting for your baby, which time she was ready to effectively conceive inside four months. She, down the road, experienced a safe pregnancy and childbirth forward. She is now leading a contented and healthful life in advance.

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