NOTE: This is a story of two snuff artists who get sexual satisfaction in killing young women. Graphic descriptions not for the timid. It is entirely fictional, and depicts people and actions that exist only in the writer's imagination.
NATURAL BITCH SPLITTER
by Regis
Harry and Bill had been watching this beautiful store owner bitch every evening for the past two weeks, and had quickly figured out her routine. Tonight they were at long last going to have the aggressive and pushy cunt named Gloria at their disposal, and they had decided they would really do this bitch good.
Her time had finally come, and because she had brought it all on herself, making such a cunt of herself with them, they were quite happy to accommodate the gorgeous slut by ending her useless life. They had decided on the way they would kill her, a way fitting for such a worthless headstrong cunt.
They would murder and then dispose of her, in a novel manner that ripped the gorgeous vain bitch's guts out in the process. Of course the only proper way to eviscerate a cunt such as this was to do it while she was alive. Disembowelling was their trademark, and they had gutted every female they had ever killed while the bitch was still alive and able to appreciate the horror of the act.
It was a trademark that made the headlines whenever they killed, and kept the women of the city terrified they would be next. Of course it was always easy to find women who did not believe it could happen to them, so taking a new cunt to butcher was never a problem, and they were careful to include evisceration of their victim in every bitch-killing they planned.
Tonight they would get the gorgeous bitch Gloria alone, when her staff had left, and would give it to her good and permanently, giving her the brutal treatment she so richly deserved. Every night they had watched her at the dress shop, when she let her staff of silly young twats go at nine o'clock sharp.
She had a good eye, and hired her girls for their looks, their figures, and for how good they looked in her provocative and revealing fashions, as much for their sales ability. Most of the sales girls were in their early to mid-teens, as her customers, seeing the youthful twats prancing around the store, thought they would look as young in the fashions offered.
It was an old and obvious trick, but it worked, and made the bitch a lot of money. In the back showroom the salesgirls would work in just garter belts, heels and hose, their pert cuntlips dangling provocatively for the female buyers, and many bought just to enjoy the sales show. The girls who worked for her were just tits, pussies and ass to Gloria, with gleaming teeth, frivolous seductive smiles and well built bodies that sold clothes.
When the girls were gone each evening, Gloria spent about twenty minutes bringing the books up to date, and counting the cash with her greedy fingers. When she finished with the books, she would preen herself, admiring her remarkable figure in front of the mirror in the small office before she let herself out the back into the dark lane where she parked her car.
The gorgeous vain bitch couldn't leave work without checking her mirror. She had a figure well worth the time and effort she took to admire it, and Harry and Bill realized she was her own best fan. They loved vain, self-centered cunts, and this one fit the bill as well as any bitch they had targeted for their special treatment.
Just to get in the mood for the session they planned to have with Gloria, the two men had set up watch in the lane behind the shop just before closing time, and kidnapped a skinny long-legged fifteen year old who worked in the store. Her blonde hair curled down over her full breasts, which were largely revealed by her stylish low cut dress.
They had decided to use the fluffy young cunt that worked for the target bitch as a practice model. They had not done a killing for a couple of months, and this pretty piece of young fluff would get them back in shape. She had big full tits and a nice round ass, the kind of slut that the guys wanted to subdue.
They wanted to make sure their plans for the store owner were flawless, and this would let them test the first phase. Besides, the kid looked like she would make a great fuck. It was not their practice to fuck a bitch before they offed her, because they were usually so focused on the act of killing her, and that aroused them enough.
However, this fifteen-year-old pussy was a real turn-on. She was flirtatious in the store, making suggestive moves on the boyfriends of the girls that came in, and she turned Harry and Bill on with her blatant sexuality. She was ripe for taking, and they knew she would make it worth their while to get their pricks into her before they butchered her.
They dragged the fresh and slender young slut over to their van as she left the store, startling her so much she did not even have time to scream. Once safely inside the van they both raped her, taking her with such force that they didn't even take time to pull down her sheer little panties.
Bill Thrust his rigid penis against the light material of her panties with such force that he burst through and rammed into her virgin vagina, which was damp from the sweat of a day's work. Harry thrust with equal vigor, and jammed his stout prick through the light weight of the panties and buried himself deep into her virgin anus.
He was pleased when he felt the warm moisture on the base of his prick and his balls. She was bleeding from the rough anal intrusion, a good sign that she was indeed a virgin in both holes, as they had hoped. The pretty fifteen-year-old was brutally deflowered and sodomized in the same instant.
The eager men plowed into her twin holes for more than fifteen minutes, matching each other stroke for stroke, each feeling the other's fat prick through the thin walls of her virgin cunt and colon. While they pumped her with their stout cocks, they ripped her thin dress from her, and tore off her punctured panties, her bra, and her stockings.
Although this was a new experience for them as well as for her, they decided they liked their rape victims naked, but had been too anxious to wait to undress her before getting into her. At last the young buxom bitch's tight grip on their shafts, and the feeling of the other man's penis through the thin walls of her internal plumbing, made them spill their loads of thick white syrup into her.
Bill had stuffed her soiled and bloodied panties into her mouth, so that she would not attract attention with her screams as the two horny men blasted their white goo deep into her. After they saw the bitch owner depart for the night, they drove their pretty young captive cunt out into the country, and dragged the frightened skinny young bitch with those big tits naked into some dense bush.
Harry brought along his favorite weapon, an automatic pistol with an eight inch barrel. Neither of them had actually killed a woman with a gun before, other than those gook women in all of those villages over in ‘Nam they had machine-gunned, wiping out everybody. For them and their buddies it was an exciting sport.
Even though after raping them they had sometimes stripped the women, girls, and children naked and made them run across the fields like frightened deer before they blasted them. Shooting the women and children of those distant villages was not like real killing, because
they were all nothing but fucking gooks, little more than animals, and that had been war.
What they planned for this chesty young bitch was not like the knife murders they usually did, because this was the first time they had actually raped a girl before killing her. This was going to be the real thing, a true sex murder, and they were both very excited and thrilled at the prospect.
Bill used a little stiletto he always carried with him in case of a chance for a kill. He gently and slowly traced a weaving line across her belly, feeling her trembling in terror. When the tip had passed her navel and was down on the right side of her lower belly just above the pubic bone near her appendix, he suddenly and violently thrust it into her, ramming the slender four inch blade in to the hilt.
Then he ripped her upward at an angle that split her navel and ended when the blade struck the lower left side of her ribcage. He withdrew the knife and carefully wiped it clean on her buttocks before he returned it to its sheath on his belt. He had neatly and relatively bloodlessly ripped the teenager with the practiced skill of a surgeon.
They bent the beautiful young girl over on her hands and knees in a small clearing, and the bending action allowed a couple of loops of fat gut to bulge out of her and dangle half way to the ground. To muffle the sound of the rapid fire automatic pistol, they thrust the thick
barrel of the weapon up into her resistant asshole, using her as both target and silencer.
Bill used a flashlight to light her face, then moved it to the spread hollow between her buttocks, and the men grinned with pleasure at the sight she presented. She quivered beautifully, not knowing that it was a pistol barrel they had used to violate her recently raped rectum. She experienced more shock than pain from the large rent in her belly.
Her tight anus pulsed, wavering between gripping the steel shaft and attempting to expel it. When her colon tried involuntarily to shit it out, her sphincter swelled into a reddish donut, then contracted like tightly squeezed lips as it gripped the cold metal. Even before he pulled the trigger, this was more graphic than the two killers could have imagined.
Harry could have held the trigger down and emptied the entire fifteen round cartridge into her pretty little asshole in just a couple of seconds, but they wanted to watch the naked young bitch's slender torso buck and her big tits flop madly with the impact of each shell ripping through her.
He was so excited that he decided he would force himself to count slowly to ten between shots, so that he could savor the moment of each blast. She was sobbing and squirming, as she vainly attempted to get her anus off the pistol barrel. Harry felt his total power over
the young woman as he squeezed gently on the trigger in preparation for the first devastating shot. She went rigid as she sensed the slight movement of the cold barrel.
The pretty little cunt had figured out what was invading her colon. She was sweating profusely in stark terror. The weapon made a muffled popping sound as the 9mm bullets, one by one, ripped up into her delicate shit-packed guts. As they had guessed, the stylish young sales girl's firm buttocks provided an effective silencer for the gun.
The huge bucking action the bullets produced in her surprisingly athletic body was everything they had imagined and more. Her belly bulged, releasing more of her inner pack of guts, and the young sales girl’s big tits flopped with each impact. It was incredibly erotic and sexually satisfying to them. They had found a creative new way to off a cunt.
Other than that enjoyable escapade, it had been a long two weeks of watching and waiting, and the two horny men were now struggling to contain their runting erections as they were so close to having her at their disposal, as they had planned. Tonight they were ready. She was in front of the mirror, and pulled out from under her thin dress the big lace bra she always wore while working. Fuck, those big firm tits of hers looked fabulous!
The way she was getting ready, it looked like Gloria was preparing to flaunt her glorious raw sexuality blatantly in front of any men she might come across during the evening, the filthy cock teaser! She was proud of them, lifting them with her hands as she checked her magnificent profile.
A couple of hours earlier they had hot wired her car, jammed the driver's door open, and drove it into a deep hole in the fast flowing river just outside town. When the car was found, the cops would assume she had been thrown out of the vehicle on impact with the water, and then her body swept on down the stream. That would just delay things for a few hours or days. Then her body would be found under quite different circumstances they were about to create.
They waited the last few minutes on either side of the back door, hidden from the street light, watching her from the darkness as she turned off the lights. When she opened the back door, they suddenly rushed her, blasting her backwards into the building and falling into the back room on top of her.
They had her! She was at long last theirs. Harry lay flat on top of the struggling woman while Bill locked the back door. He ripped a thin blouse off a rack and handed it to Bill, who stuffed it into the irate bitch's mouth to stem her screaming and bitching. Bill could feel the strength in Gloria's slender shapely legs as she tried to kick up between his, going for his nuts.
He had long before anticipated the dirty move, and had worn his athletic jock strap with the metal protector cup. The last thing he needed was to be incapacitated tonight by a kick in the nuts from this vivacious but dangerous cock-teasing cunt. He was not surprised to see her having a try at his testicles.
She hit the metal nut cover hard enough to bruise her foot, and she screamed with the pain, but as he felt her fiercely wriggle under him, he realized it was in her total frustration as the gorgeous cunt realized that his big testicles were not an available target. She had no alternate plan of defence.
The two men had cased the place thoroughly just a couple of weeks ago, pretending to be utility employees tracing a gas leak. She had showed them that the rug in her office covered a trap door to the basement in the old building, and they quickly saw that the old-fashioned heavy hardwood floor and thick cement walls would be ample to contain her screams.
They told Gloria they had found a gas leak, and spent half a day filling any cracks that might leak sound. Down in the hidden basement beneath the clothing store they made sure no one would hear the commotion as they raped and abused the long legged bitch with the slim waist, round ass and fabulous big tits.
With their careful preparations in place, the two men could have their way with her, and could sexually and physically abuse her to their heart's desire, without fear of any commotion she raised through her screaming drawing any attention to her plight. To satisfy them, the men required her to suffer substantially before killing her.
They had first seen the self assured and aloof bitch when she had butted into the line-up at the gas pumps ahead of them with her car, bringing herself rudely to their attention that fateful day a couple of weeks ago. She had picked the wrong men for her display of arrogant self-centered behavior.
These two were on the lookout for a luscious cunt that deserved to be offed, and she had with that one aggressive action qualified herself as the next victim of a bloody and violent sex murder. Little did the beautiful self-centered bitch know that in that aggressive, selfish and all too common move for her, she had picked the wrong men to mess with, and had thereby sealed her own doom.
They had followed her into the store to pay the clerk, and Bill had blocked her way on one side while Harry brushed against her tits with his bare arm, feeling the thick erect nipples through the thin dress she was wearing. His eyebrows raised. Being an aggressive cunt, such contact excited her, if those nipples were for real.
A second brush against them as he turned told him they were the real thing, erect stimulated nipples. She had given him a harsh look, then had turned her back on him. He took the opportunity to notice there was no line across her hips visible through the thin dress. As the kind of vain cunt they knew her to be, it was now clear she was wearing no underwear.
The men had watched her pay for the gas with her credit card and then managed to closely observe her sign her name as Gloria Strutter. They laughed later when they realized that her name was perfectly appropriate to her attitude: she strutted her glorious figure, flaunting her raw sexuality at others, then brushing them aside like dirt.
They winked at each other, and promptly reached silent agreement. This was their cunt. She had the figure and the character to do the kind of dance they wanted to see. They would kill her slowly and very painfully. Their plan was complete, and they would have their way with this beautiful arrogant bitch.
They had then followed the classy looking and extravagently-dressed dressing bitch directly from that gas station to her dress shop, and now, just a couple of weeks of careful planning later, they had her where they wanted her. They were going to have her exactly as they wanted, because they had planned so well for this moment.
During their inspection of the basement they had found a pair of sturdy iron manikin supports about five feet high, so Harry brought along a strong thin piano wire. He had read about the Japanese torturing captured American nurses during the second world war by forcing them to dance nude, then slinging them over a thin tightly stretched wire and lowering their naked crotches down onto it until it bore all of their weight.
According to what he read, jerking himself off as he did because of the appealing stark sexual brutality of the account, the naked nurse bitches had been forced to squirm on the tightly strung and extremely thin but strong wire, so that as it pressed and moved against their tender cunts and assholes, their movement made it slowly furrow its way right up into them, until the wire gradually sliced the pretty screaming bitches right in half up the middle!
The idea was fascinating; awesome. He had read about that horrific, remarkable and ingeniously simple female torture and snuff operation many years ago in a trashy pulp magazine, and had assumed the story grew from someone's fertile imagination. He had recently read a similar account of the Viet Cong doing the same thing to captured American nurses in Viet Nam, dividing them vertically, with no force used other than their own weight and movement on the thin taut wire.
This account was in a classified military document that had recently been declassified and found its way into the restricted research area of the library. Harry realized as he read it the account of the Japanese doing the same thing to American nurses had probably been true. He
involuntarily ejaculated in his pants as he read the remarkable account of bitch-splitting on a thin tight cunt wire.
He quietly photocopied the account and shared it with his buddy Bill. They found the idea incredibly stimulating. They could imagine the female organ, their favorite part of bitch anatomy, wrapping itself around a tight wire, which would prove to be more than the sex organ could contain once the woman's full weight was applied.
The brilliant idea of dissecting a woman through her crotch had fascinated him, but he was not sure it would work. Now that the opportunity presented itself, he wanted to try it on this fine and deserving female specimen himself. From the accounts they had read, the method worked well on an American cunt of medium weight, and this aloof bitch fit the bill perfectly.
They had proved to themselves with the teenage employee that they could really waste a woman, so now they were going for the thrill of getting this incredible bitch on their own terms, and doing something much more heinous to her than just shooting her. Splitting open a live naked woman like a boiled shrimp was so exciting they creamed their pants even thinking about it.
Now that they were safely sealed down in the soundproofed cellar, Bill pulled the cloth out of their beautiful captive's mouth so that they could enjoy her now useless bitching and arrogant foul language. Gloria did not recognize them from their first encounter with her discourteous intrusion back at that gas station.
She also did not recognize them from their visit pretending to be Gas Company employees. Such people were so far below her station in life that they mattered nothing to her, and went unnoticed. They had not even been noticed as she had acted so rudely toward them. Such men were too far below her to be recognized or acknowledged.
She was the kind of cunt that was not interested in menial people, and these were hardly the kind of men to catch her attention. Her bitching, cursing and screaming would make the torture they planned for her much more satisfying than if they would have to gag her. Their careful preparations would pay off in spades.
The arrogant cunt performed for them even better than they expected, and she did not disappoint them, screaming out her venom at them as if it would make a difference, but they were actually enjoying her vile stream of verbal abuse. They had hit all her hot buttons, and she was becoming enraged, as a cunt like her should.
Harry set the strong posts a few feet apart and attached both ends of the very thin but very strong piano wire to the tops of the posts, then braced them to draw the wire tight. Then they threw a heavy rope over a beam in the high ceiling directly above the wire, and tied the other end around the proud woman's slender but strong neck. They were sure it's well developed muscles would take her weight for some time before they finally broke it.
Bill ripped open the front of Gloria's expensive dress, revealing her huge naked jugs, which literally leaped out at him, with their long erect jutting nipples. "Holy shit!" he thought, "Those two fucking knockers and huge nipples are real! Are we ever going to have fun with this fucking bitch!"
Her nipples were as stout as the first erections of little boys. Harry flicked them hard with his fingers, knowing he was hurting her, and the gorgeous cunt stopped cursing them briefly to scream at the pain. He then broke her thin belt, and ripped the front of her short dress right down to the hem.
The bitch store owner was wearing a pair of delicately flowered colored panties, a garter belt and nylons, and red and white spike heeled shoes. She also wore several gold chains around her neck, one around her waist, and big gold rings in her ears. He jerked the dress completely off her so that they could fully appreciate her fantastic figure.
Bill decided it was time to show Gloria clearly the kind of treatment she was in for; they wanted her to be more specific in her bitching, so he stuck his fingers into the hoops of her earrings and jerked them down, brutally ripping them right out of her pierced ears. Blood gushed from the torn lobes and splashed on her pale bulging tits. The bright color emphasized the roundness of her full breasts.
They ripped off her gold chains, and she kicked out viciously as they then removed her garter belt, stockings and shoes. As Harry jerked off her dainty lace panties, ripping them apart, he saw that the beautiful bitch was wearing a thick white pad against her pussy. The gorgeous cunt was in season!
The bloody rag fell away, revealing a string dangling from her cunt, which they could see was warming up with the action. Harry jerked the string, pulling out the absorbent plug, and a with it came a pair of steel wing-wang balls! The gorgeous bitch Gloria was in full
menstruation, and was still getting her jollies with the heavy metal cunt toys!
They had really got themselves hold of a hot cunt, probably a lesbian bitch, judging from the way this insolent cunt acted toward men. They would definitely teach this defiant slut a lesson, even though they didn't plan to let her live through it to prove it to anyone! Now that she was entirely naked, her two captors were able to appreciate her incredible form in a new way.
She was proving herself to be an incredible prize, and did not require wearing good looking clothes to make herself attractive. With her decorations of clothing removed, they could see that the gorgeous young woman had the sleek body of a deer, and that her carefully controlled tan was total. Being fans of great legs such as hers, they replaced her spike heeled shoes.
There were no bikini lines to disturb the eye as it roamed the classic curves, flares and hollows of her remarkably feminine body. Harry and Bill figured that the bitch must do her tanning on the roof of her tall apartment building, to get the necessary privacy. Gloria had no such privacy now.
Harry opened his fly and pulled out his long firm erection, grabbing her hair, pulling her to her knees and thrusting his penis into her face. "Suck on this, bitch," he said, "I want you to go the whole way, cunt, to make me cum, and I’ll shoot my hot sticky goo right down your throat into your fucking stomach."
"Eat shit, asshole!" she screamed at him defiantly, her proud face going red with fierce anger. This rebellious cunt had a fowl mouth, so they decided she was going to have to learn a hard lesson in humility. They thought of forcing her to eat her own shit, but realized that would stink the place to high heaven. He used his large rigid erection as a club, slapping her face with it. He stepped back, sizing her up.
Bill also had his penis out, and coming around her, held the back of her neck, and as she opened her mouth to continue her stream of profanity, he thrust his penis into her mouth, and quckly into the depth of her throat, making biting him nearly impossible. She was such a defiant cunt he was certain she was capable of such a stupid fucking move. He pumped rapidly into her, giving her a power fuck down her throat, and with a sudden surge, ejaculated into her stomach.
"Eat shit, asshole!“ she screamed at him again as he pulled his still spurting erection out of her, revealing the depth of her aggressive and dominant nature was not matched with a developed intellect. She had proven herself to be an effective cock sucker, and now was revealing to them the depth and breadth of her highly profane vocabulary.
Angry at her insolent defiance, Bill drove his fist into the side of her face, hard enough that he broke the gorgeous woman's jaw. This did nothing to reduce the volume of her angry protests, but she was no longer able to clearly articulate her hateful words. Now the men took the remaining slack out of the rope around her neck. It was time to get her beautifully engorged cunt up onto the wire.
They both wrapped their hands around the thick rope and pulled Gloria up, so that she hung kicking and screaming by the rope around her neck. As it took her weight, she was choking and babbling, her feet in their expensive spike heels dangling high off the floor. She had sense enough to stop struggling, because she could now easily break her neck.
Then they swung her around and lowered her slowly over the thin wire, bringing her down gently, hanging entirely by her neck on the thick rope, until at last the taut thin wire contacted the curled petals of
her luscious cunt, divided them, and gradually, with allignment perfect, lowered her full weight onto it.
As her weight came down onto the wire, it pressed deep into her loin flesh, and the petals of her inner cunt lips wrapped around the slender steel strand, embracing its stark coldness with their warmth. As the tight steel line took her full weight, she starting twisting and heaving
her hips, trying desperately to relieve the effect of her weight bearing on the murderous sharpness of the very thin wire.
She was doing exactly what they wanted her to do. Now their plan had to work. The wire began to cut into the tense and tender bitch meat. She felt what it was doing to her delicate sex organ, but she was unable to stop her erotic looking twisting and heaving, the pain and panic were so great. With just the slightest move, the vicious wire sliced further into her.
The two guys were going crazy watching the frantic bitch struggle: with every frenzied move the incredibly thin wire cut deeper into the tight flesh of her crotch, digging into her tender cunt meat, her ass crack and then the inner meat of her fuck muscle. Eventually the thin wire would indeed slice the gorgeous bitch slut completely in half!
It was exactly like the Japanese and the Viet Cong had so elaborately described. As she struggled, the thin steel strand began to cut its way incessantly up through her full pubic mound, and then slowly began to slice up across her beautiful tight belly flesh. Incredibly, she continued her desperate bucking, ensuring the success of the bitch splitting operation her two sadistic captors had planned for her.
Suddenly a new danger became clear. As the wire slowly cut its way up through the back of her vaginal canal from her weight and frantic movement, a fat loop of her pretty pink gut began to emerge, at first bulging from her slit open cunt like a small party balloon, then as it freed it began to bulge out, then to slowly slither down through her gaping open crotch.
Bill took a whip and began to flail at the beautiful woman's naked flesh, effectively causing her to thrash around even more, and with devastating effect. The heavy rope around her neck was just tight enough to keep her upright, not to hang her until she dropped down much farther onto the wire.
The heavy lash of the whip had her screaming and twisting so violently that the tight thin wire cut more deeply into her flesh, causing more and more of her wet innards to follow. With her frantic swivelling and squirming movements, the hanging naked woman was actually gutting herself!
The simple device worked beautifully, depending upon the struggles of the terrorized victim to do its work. The more she struggled, the more she undid herself, to the delight of her sadistic captors. Gloria was actually carving herself into a pair of sides; two equal portions of dead meat.
When the strong thin wire had cut half way up to her navel, they raised her by the neck, cutting off her breath with the thick rope, until she started to turn purple. Then they abruptly dropped her. As they had predicted, the wire caught her full weight in her ruined crotch, and it sliced further up into her belly. This technique was so effective they repeated the violent torture.
With the second horrendously brutal drop, her internal load of tight packed intestines began to be jerked downward. The neatly split bitch Gloria looked incredible, with her tight inner pack of viscera being jerked out of her around the devastating wire. They drew her up again, once more severely choking her.
With each following violent drop, the wire cut deeper into her naked body, and it looked like it was capable of eventually slicing her right in half, just like the beautifully written descriptions of the Japanese and Viet Cong tortures had described had happened for them. They had mastered it.
It was true! Their neferious device worked! Their struggling captive bitch was slowly being sliced right up the middle by the piano wire in her crotch, and she kicked and squirmed beautifully between each devastating drop, giving the two muderous men the sexual satisfaction they were looking for.
The vain cunt had lost her vanity, and she was now about to lose everything else as well. They continued to elevate and drop her, with continuing cost to her internal integrity. The beautiful bitch was dumping her guts for them, and still she squirmed and kicked with energy that amazed them.
She was a fitting victim for their game, demonstrating her extreme distress to their complete satisfaction. When Gloria hit the end of the rope for the seventh time three things happened: all of her remaining guts and organs slopped out; the pushy bitch's neck snapped; and her jaw slammed shut so that she bit off her tongue.
At that critical moment both men's raging pricks erupted, spewing out thick gobs of their cum that they directed all over the smart assed bitch's hanging remains. She had indeed given them a glorious time!
The basement room was a mess, but the men had been careful to leave no clues to their identity, and when they at last departed they left it as it was.
There was no sense in committing such an outrageous crime without gaining some form of recognition. The only question left unanswered was whether the owner of the building would vomit or ejaculate when he found the split bitch on the wire. When the building owner took over the building from his missing tenant, he would soon enough discover the terrible, horrific secret the store’s hidden basement held.
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