May 13th, the day of the Premier League's final battle arrived.
On this day, the 10 matches of the Premier League's 20 teams would kick off simultaneously, ending within a 10-minute margin of each other.
A complete season was about to come to an end, sealed in history, becoming the past.
Some succeeded, some failed, some rejoiced, some were lonely, but in any case, they built this season together, jointly composing a magnificent chapter, which was worth savoring.
With the Premier League champion already decided, most neutral fans were not very interested in the other relegation battles, top-four races, and top-six races.
Their eyes were focused on Arsenal at the top of the table, hoping that this team could create a new history! After more than a hundred years of development in world football, only 5 teams had won the league title undefeated in a season, and three of them were before World War II, so their gold content was not very high.
The ones that people often mentioned were AC Milan, the Serie A giant, who completed this feat in the 91-92 season, and the peak Arsenal, who also completed this feat in the 03-04 season.
It could be said that the current Arsenal was striving to become the 3rd team to complete an undefeated league title win since football turned professional.
Moreover, they had the hope of doing better than any of their predecessors, completing an undefeated season with over 100 points! "Now! Wenger's Arsenal is advancing towards a new historic record!"
That morning, major television stations edited compilations of Arsenal's season, focusing their cameras on Wenger and Maël, using slow motion and frame extraction to create a tense pre-match atmosphere.
"Ma-ehl is leading this team to greatness!"
This was somewhat similar to the title-deciding battle at the end of April, but definitely different.
The former was a world-renowned key battle, while this one, perhaps its attention was not as high as the previous one, but its importance and tense atmosphere definitely surpassed the previous one.
After achieving an important achievement, this powerful team was eager to go further, to become great, to become immortal! Before the match, cameras from all over the world were aimed at the Arsenal team bus, filming from the moment they drove out of the Colney Training Base all the way to the Emirates Stadium.
Along the dozens of miles, at least two hundred reporters from various media outlets were busy, eager to collect every moment of Arsenal's day.
If they succeeded in defeating their opponents, these images would be immortalized and become classics! "Maël has played against Norwich three times in his career, twice during his EFL Championship days, with a record of one loss and one win.
"The last time was in the first half of the season, when he and the Arsenal players went to Norwich's Carrow Road Stadium, where they won two to one.
"It is worth mentioning that because he sent Norwich to the Premier League with a Long Shot in the last game of the EFL Championship, the Canaries' fans also have a good impression of him, and they once sang Maël's Song together at Carrow Road Stadium!
"Perhaps, when the moment of celebration truly arrives, Norwich fans will also stay at the Emirates Stadium to send him their blessings!
"Let's excerpt a few comments from the Canaries' fans about this game, these are a few very interesting messages!"
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"A perfect season, we escaped the relegation zone and stayed in the Premier League!
"Well, I still have to thank Maël, without him we wouldn't be where we are now.
"Although I don't want to see my team lose, I hope he can win." - 'Oh yes!' Netizen
"Neil, Maël is your old friend, the hero who helped you fulfill your promise to your granddaughter last season, and the 12th man of Norwich, just let him have his wish." - 'Like mature women' Netizen
"I didn't expect that some Norwich fans would openly express their hope that Arsenal would win, it's crazy.
"Most Norwich people don't think so, we just feel that any result is acceptable and worth celebrating, whether it's celebrating for Norwich or celebrating for Maël." - 'Leicester's big dong' Netizen
"Arsenal is a convincing team, Maël is a respectable player, if they win, we will join the revelry, because we are also Englishmen." - 'A yellow person' - Netizen
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"Okay, the game will kick off at the Emirates Stadium in an hour, let's look forward to it!"
Madrid, Spain.
In Real Madrid's meeting room, nearly forty members of the First Team were sitting here, staring nervously at the screen.
As a team with 97 points in 37 games, they certainly wanted to be the first team to create history, but unfortunately, their game was scheduled one day later than Arsenal's.
In this case, they were probably the group of people in the world who least wanted Arsenal to take all 3 points.
After all, the record of winning the championship with 100 points was not an optional record, it was a heavy stroke that could be written into the history of world football! "Ronaldo."
The team's coach, Mourinho, quietly sat next to Ronaldo in the back row and whispered, "Mendes won't be able to make it today, he said he'll catch a flight over tomorrow morning."
Ronaldo nodded with a normal expression, but a few imperceptible hints of loss and crisis appeared in his eyes.
As one of the most popular stars in football today, he had scored 60 goals for Real Madrid and 9 goals for the Portuguese national team this season.
It could be said that, apart from that number 10 player from their arch-rival Barcelona, he had never regarded anyone as his opponent.
But now the situation is different. A supernova has risen strongly in the British Isles, challenging his position with single-season stats of 50+ goals.
He could clearly feel that Mendes was spending more and more time on the other party, which had affected the efficiency with which Mendes solved problems for him.
More importantly, this player, who will only be 19 next season, is very likely to continue his form and compete with him and Messi for the top spot!
Even in the upcoming European Cup, this competition may start ahead of schedule! Ronaldo is by no means a person who is afraid of competition. His career has not been smooth sailing. It can be said that everything he has now has been earned and competed for.
He understands that only by maintaining this competitiveness can he continue to move forward and become an even more unstoppable player!
But the pressure still surged like a tide. Maël's step from obscurity to world fame was too fast, so fast that he also felt that the other party was like an Alien.
As a star who came out of the Premier League, Ronaldo understands the difficulty of the Premier League. Scoring 41 goals there is by no means something that ordinary people can do. He also admits that it is more difficult than scoring 41 goals in La Liga.
"What are you thinking?" Mourinho noticed the change in his emotions and asked softly, "Are you feeling the pressure?"
Ronaldo did not deny it. He nodded slightly, eased his emotions and said, "But I will digest this pressure well and turn it into motivation.
"Next season, people will see a better Ronaldo."
"That's good." Mourinho smiled. He has encountered many great strikers in his career, and the strongest one is undoubtedly Ronaldo.
Even though his feelings for Drogba may be deeper, he is very sure that Ronaldo is better!
If such a player can be motivated, it will bring great changes to the team.
After chatting with Ronaldo, Mourinho saw Florentino beckoning to him, signaling him to come over.
He came to the side and rear of the meeting room and sat down with Florentino.
"What does Mendes mean?" Florentino started talking about Mendes as soon as he came up, or rather, about Maël. "Does he want to arrange for the player to come to Real Madrid?"
"I haven't heard him mention it recently." Mourinho replied truthfully. He really hasn't heard Mendes mention Maël's transfer recently.
Florentino's expression was gloomy, and his voice was hoarse: "I don't want to say anything about him in front of you, but please convey my meaning to him, we need a definite answer.
"If it is confirmed that we can't buy him, we must sign Bale as his replacement."
Mourinho nodded, this matter really needs to be planned early.
He was about to speak when he heard Florentino continue: "I find it difficult to understand what he is thinking. You and Ronaldo are here, working together to create a great career, isn't that good? Or is Mendes really so professional that he can put aside emotions in his work?
"Arsenal Football Club is also incomprehensible. They have such a big debt crisis. We can obviously help them breathe a sigh of relief with a price of over 100 million pounds."
Mourinho closed his mouth and didn't intend to speak any more. This was purely complaining.
However, as someone who created countless miracles early in his coaching career, he felt that he understood Mendes and Maël a little bit.
What they want is a brand new, huge success created entirely by themselves! Instead of continuing success at a club that is already very successful; sharing the fruits of victory with others in a place full of stars.
Those are two ambitious people, or rather, an ambitious person with someone to shield him from the wind and rain.
Barcelona, in the meeting room, all the Barcelona players are also sitting here, watching this Arsenal game.
The position of most of them is very clear, that is, they hope to see Arsenal win today and become the first team to break 100 points.
Compared with their arch-rival Real Madrid stepping on the glory of their Dream Team Dynasty to achieve great success, it is easier to accept Arsenal in the Premier League winning the championship undefeated in a way that creates history.
They have a lot of resentment towards Real Madrid this season, including the dissatisfaction of being broken their dominance, and the regret of losing the El Clásico at home.
In addition, the historical grievances between the arch-rivals, and the feud with Arsenal over the 'Fabregas affair', seem insignificant.
However, it is obvious that in this way, Fabregas is caught in the middle, and even directly stands on the opposite side of the club.
He is one of the very few, or the only one, who hopes Arsenal will fail.
On the one hand, his love for Barcelona may not be that deep, on the other hand, his conflicts with Wenger and Maël are well known.
Watching his enemies advance triumphantly to create history is much more uncomfortable than them losing the championship and experiencing failure.
Fabregas has been living in regret this season. He is not valued in Barcelona, and he has not been able to play as well as he did in Arsenal, which makes him sleepless at night.
To make matters worse, Arsenal has been rising all the way since he left, winning the EFL Cup and the Premier League one after another, achieving a double crown.
And they are still undefeated in the league, breaking the highest points, the highest number of wins and other records, and today they are even challenging to achieve an undefeated season with 3-digit points!
What he fears most is regretting coming to Barcelona, but the clear contrast between the situations of the two sides makes it difficult for him not to develop this emotion.
And once he feels that he has regrets, his self-esteem will put his whole person in a very distorted situation, thus raising greater resentment towards Maël and Wenger.
The more success they achieved, the more resentment he felt.
"Pa pa!" Beside him, Pique seemed to sense the hatred in his eyes, patting him on the shoulder. "Team interests come first, it's okay, we'll fight back next year."
"I was fine to begin with." Fabregas couldn't help but raise his voice as he spoke. "We've already won the Audi Cup, the Spanish Super Cup, and the UEFA Super Cup this season.
"There's still a Copa del Rey title to fight for, and a chance to achieve a quadruple crown, why would I envy them?"
His voice was loud, his tone was obviously off, and his words were inexplicable, causing almost everyone in the locker room to look at him.
Pique exchanged a glance with Guardiola, who was sitting in the front row, signaling with his eyes, hoping he could come over and comfort him.
Guardiola didn't want to move at first. He hated players displaying a loser's attitude. He only wanted to interact with the best, because he was the best himself.
But thinking of the admiration Fabregas had expressed for him on multiple public occasions, he still got up and walked over to Xiaofa.
However, when he was about to speak, he didn't know what to say. Fabregas's situation was really difficult to comfort.
He pursed his lips and could only say, "You are in the best place now, with players who have 70+ goals, 30+ assists, and a total of 100+ goal contributions in a single season.
"There's no need to care about others, focus on our team, and then give your all to pursue greater success with them.
"No matter how strong Arsenal is, they can't win six titles in one year, understand? You should be proud of the badge on your chest."
"Understood." Fabregas nodded, feeling a little better, but he still kept praying in his heart that Norwich could successfully defeat Arsenal.
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London, outside the Emirates Stadium.
With only half an hour left before the game started, the atmosphere here was already very heated.
"We Arsenal are invincible! Ohlay ohlay!"
"Norwich! The Canaries! Norwich! The Canaries!"
The fans from both sides sang their team songs, parading around the stadium with drums and gongs, and the surrounding streets were already deserted.
The tension before the battle filled the Arsenal fan base, but the Norwich fans did not stir up any gunpowder.
They smiled and cheered for their team, seemingly not wanting to be tense before the final battle, wanting to complete this season easily.
Many Canaries fans even took the initiative to approach the Arsenal fan area, taking photos with the Arsenal fans, toasting and drinking, and closing the relationship between the two sides.
From any point of view, this was a special game, and the fans of both teams entered the Emirates Stadium with special feelings.
...
In the bar street outside the stadium, Jones and his old friends sat at a familiar round table, drinking beer.
They didn't manage to grab tickets today and were preparing to watch the game in the pub.
"This bar has already been nicknamed Jones's Bar by the fans. I think, why not call this round table Jones's Table?"
The bar owner walked over with beer, looking in a good mood. "When you redeem your prize, create a Twitter account with the tag 'Betting on Maël Earned 250,000 Pounds' to promote your story and this table.
"You will definitely become popular, I guarantee it, Jones's Table will also become popular!
"Then you can invest in a factory, specializing in the production of Jones's Tables, and promote that this is a table that can bring 'luck', and you were influenced by this table to bet on Maël.
"By then, everyone will follow your lead, and you will make a fortune!"
"Aha!" This suggestion was recognized by many Jones's believers present, and they cheered with their hands raised.
Jones smiled slightly, thought for a while, and felt that this might really be a viable business opportunity.
Before this, he had never heard of any ordinary fan earning 250,000 pounds by betting on Football with more than 10,000 pounds.
He could give it a try!
He made up his mind, glanced at the bar owner, and thought that if he succeeded, he would definitely give the owner a share of the money, and also give Maël, who helped him complete the initial accumulation, a share of the money.
"Jones!"
Someone called out his name and laughed, "Did you bring the betting slip today? After this game, the Golden Boot and Best Player awards will be awarded, and you can redeem the prize then!"
"Of course, I brought it."
Under everyone's expectant gaze, Jones proudly reached into his pocket, but his face suddenly sank after touching it a few times, and the frequency of rummaging in his pocket accelerated.
Everyone present: "..."
Their moods became tense, fearing that Jones would lose the lottery ticket and then cause something bad to happen.
"Haha.!"
Jones' laughter then rang out, and his right hand also stopped rummaging, taking out the betting slip directly.
Obviously, he was just teasing everyone, giving them a false alarm.
"Tch!" This caused dissatisfaction among many people, with many complaining and waving their hands away, while others looked at the betting slips with a pious expression as if they were worshiping.
Were those just simple betting slips? That was Jones' myth, the belief of the lottery players!
"14,500 pounds invested!"
Jones held up the betting slip high, shouting as excitedly as when he shouted 'All In': "254,000 pounds income! Come on!!"
"Oh!" Everyone at the scene was fired up, and many people also took out their own betting slips, showing off to the people around them.
Some were showing off generously, while others were pretending to be humble with an embarrassed look, "I bet too little, look, only 200 pounds, it's too far from Jones.
"But I entered at the bottom, with an income of 11,000 pounds, the odds were 55 at the time."
In the midst of the uproar, the young man Allen looked at them, and touched the 25,000 pounds he had just taken out of the bank in his pocket, which was all his savings.
"Clang clang clang clang.! I have a friend!"
"He drives a Bugatti on the sidelines.! He dances the swan dance on the defense line!!"
At 12:25, inside the Emirates Stadium, more than 50,000 Arsenal fans and 7,000 Norwich fans sang 'Maël's Song' lyrics back and forth, one line each.
Last time at Carrow Road Stadium, they echoed each other like this, but there were very few Arsenal fans that time.
In the player tunnel, Maël smiled so much that he couldn't close his mouth when he heard the sound outside.
He knew before that Norwich fans were good friends he made in the EFL Championship. But he didn't expect that on this important day, the other party could still cheer for him.
Must play well, must complete the last game of the season in the best posture! "Beep beep.!" The referee's whistle sounded, and the players from both sides stepped onto the Emirates Stadium.
"Sky Sports is broadcasting today's final battle for you. According to incomplete statistics, at least 260 million viewers around the world will watch the broadcast of this game!
"Because it is an early game, the number of viewers in Asia is amazing, especially in some populous countries.
"Let's take a look at the starting lineups of both sides! Arsenal's side..."
While the major broadcasting companies were broadcasting the starting lineups live, the DJ at the scene was also in action, introducing the starting players of the two teams in coordination with the big screen in the stadium.
"Norwich! Three-five-two! Goalkeeper Ruddy, three center-backs Norton, Ryan Bennett, Russell Martin!
"Midfield Bradley, Howson, Elliott, the two sides are Hoolahan and Lappin.! "Double center forwards, Grant Holt, Jackson.!!"
Every time he said a name, the Norwich fans at the scene would burst into cheers, and the Arsenal fans would also return the courtesy with applause.
Then, the highlight came, the introduction of Arsenal's starting lineup began, and the first to appear on the screen was Szczęsny with his arms folded.
"Arsenal! 4-3-3! Goalkeeper, number 13, Szczęsny!!"
"Oh!!" A thunderous roar rang out, and the Arsenal fans holding the team flag at the front of the stand also waved the team flag in a circle in sync, creating a vast array of thousands of troops.
This was different from the past, Arsenal fans originally didn't like to do similar activities.
But today, they knew what kind of support they should give to the team.
"Koscielny, Mertesacker.! Kyle Walker, Sagna!! "Alexandre Song! Ramsey! Rosický!
Every time a name was called out next, the cheers would sound again, and the team flag would be waved again for a week, they gave everyone the warmest encouragement.
"Van Persie! Gervinho! And number seven Maël!!"
When Maël's name appeared, the scene completely boiled, the flag was swung three times in a row, and the sound that stopped the clouds appeared in the stadium, "Yeahhhh!"
After this sound, the fans of both sides sang songs about him again, "Clang clang clang clang.!"
Everything was showing his super popularity and the degree to which he was welcomed by fans of both sides. From some point on, he had become the most special one in this Arsenal team.
Off the field, Maël smiled and waved to the fans around him, his whole body was covered in goosebumps, just waiting to make a big splash.
"Beep——!!!"
At 12:30, this game of the 38th round of the Premier League in the 11-12 season kicked off under the attention of football fans all over the world.
Arsenal took the lead in sending out the center circle ball, passing it in the backcourt to attract Norwich players to press forward.
"Deng deng deng!"
Maël sprinted towards the opponent's back, raising his hand for the ball, but Rosický, who had possession, chose to pass it back.
He stopped, positioning himself beside the opponent's right wing-back, waiting for an opportunity to exploit the space behind him.
"Arsenal's threatening attack! Van Persie has the ball in the center! A through ball into the flank, Gervinho gets the ball! A cross! Oh, the ball is behind Maël, a simple pass, and he didn't seize the opportunity! From the first 10 minutes of the game, Arsenal has been absolutely dominant, and the players are playing very seriously, not as relaxed as in the last game! However, they are a bit nervous, with a few more unnecessary mistakes!"
...
"Oh, a lovely moment, Maël couldn't stop and ran off the sideline, almost falling near the advertising boards. Norwich manager Neil helped him up.
"These two are old friends. Neil touched Maël's head, saying something. Does anyone know lip reading?
"Haha, Wenger is probably joking with Neil, telling him not to try to poach his players. The two old managers are laughing.
"I think these first 20 minutes of the game have allowed everyone to feel the overall atmosphere of this match! This is the kind of football that idealists dream of, but watching such a game occasionally is refreshing. If you watch it all the time, everyone will find it boring... The world of Football needs confrontation and conflict."
...
In the 29th minute, Maël was dribbling the ball on the left wing, watching Hoolahan chasing back, and suddenly wanted to try his Fancy Footwork lv2.
He stepped forward with his left foot, placing it in front of the ball, then quickly used the instep of his right foot to push the ball onto his left calf, followed by a sudden backward flick of his left leg, and finally a reverse hook.
"Whoosh!" The ball obediently flew off his left calf, drawing a beautiful rainbow in the air, and falling behind Hoolahan.
Rainbow Flick!
"Oh!!" The fans at the scene were stunned, many with their mouths wide open. They had never imagined that Maël could do such a move.
Acrobatics!
Magic!
Maël chased after Hoolahan after landing, but his Rainbow Flick skill was far from perfect. Although the height was sufficient, the forward range was not enough.
Hoolahan was a small, quick, and agile type. After a turn, he used his body to separate the ball from him.
"Bang!" Maël could only step forward to seek physical confrontation, but because his mind was too excited and his movements were too big, he knocked the opponent over from behind.
"Beep!" The referee blew his whistle, calling a foul on him.
He smiled and pulled up the Irish international Hoolahan, who had a helpless smile on his face, and turned to run back to his position. This was also his old opponent in the EFL Championship, who had even completed a hat-trick against him.
It seems that lv2 is still not good enough. If it were lv3, he might have eaten Hoolahan up just now! He should use less of these trick skills and use some practical ones to strive for this important victory!
Friendship is friendship, but they must not forget what they should do because of it. This game may be even more crucial than that championship battle.
...
"Sagna's advancing speed is very fast! He seized the opportunity to transition! He's reached the end line on the wing!
"Norwich's defense is also retreating very quickly. He and Gervinho have formed a local two-on-two situation!
"Pass to Gervinho, beautiful!! Wonderful Ball Control and turn, he can shoot directly!! Gervinho, is this Wenger's purpose for having him here today?! A Curved Shot with his left foot!! Oh oh oh!! Goal! Arsenal takes a one-to-zero lead! They are only half a step away from greatness!
"In the 39th minute of the game, while Norwich was closely guarding Maël, Gervinho on the other side stood up!"
On the field, chased by a group of Arsenal players, Gervinho sprinted to the sideline. He stuck out his tongue, raising his arms and shaking them constantly, as if he couldn't stand the heat.
"Yeahhhh!!"
"Beautiful! Beautiful!!"
"Well done!" Maël caught up with him from the other side, and jumped up to put his arm around his shoulder.
One to zero!
They scored first!
After Gervinho finished his passionate celebration, he turned around to hug and high-five with the Arsenal players. His chest heaved violently, and the expression on his face gradually changed, tears welling up in his eyes.
"I also have the opportunity to do something! I have the opportunity to help this team take a step towards greatness!"
He sobbed, tightly hugging Van Persie, "I am not a waste from Côte d'Ivoire, not someone who just lies down and wins. I can share something for you and Maël."
Maël watched from the side, patted him on the shoulder, and then turned to leave.
Looking at the mental state of his teammates, he felt relieved. A strong feeling came over him, and he was sure that there would be no accidents in this game.
"*Bang!!*"
Even when Hoolahan scored a goal in the 42nd minute of the match amidst a chaotic scramble during a corner kick, his mindset didn't change at all. He simply returned to his position expressionlessly.
If they were going to lose, the team would have lost long ago. They would have been crushed by Manchester United at the beginning of the season, battered by Manchester City in the middle, and unexpectedly defeated by smaller clubs like Swansea and Fulham.
They wouldn't lose in the 38th round after winning 30 games and drawing 7! They would definitely turn the score around, they would definitely end this undefeated season with a victory, with 100 points, leaving behind their own legendary record!
"*Bang!*"
In the 44th minute of the match, Arteta's cross-field pass reached Maël.
This didn't seem like a good opportunity. On the left wing, there were at least four Norwich defenders, while Maël only had Ramsey nearby, and he was still far away.
"Bang, bang, bang!"
But after Maël dribbled the ball a few steps, he spotted a small gap for a cut inside, right between the opponent's center-back Russell Martin and the chasing Hoolahan.
As long as he found the right opportunity to cut in, the four-man dense defense would be directly broken.
He slowed down and remembered the fancy footwork he had been practicing, deciding to try it boldly.
This time, he didn't have a playful attitude; he was only focused and serious. He had to make the best and fastest move within his capabilities to break through.
"Tap, tap... tap!"
As Hoolahan also slowed down and prepared to interfere, Maël began to move. His left foot stopped the ball, and then, with his body facing the middle, he placed his right foot to the left of the football.
"*Clang!*"
His right foot flicked the ball to the right, dodging Russell Martin's attempted steal, and without leaving the ball, he moved to the right side of the ball faster than the ball itself, then flicked the ball back to the left.
An Elastico! In a fraction of a second, one of his feet completed two changes of direction on the football, and it was very smooth!
"Swish!" Hoolahan's foot kicked into empty air. Until he lost his defensive position, he still couldn't figure out why his foot missed.
Maël swiftly sidestepped between the two and charged towards the center, the goal now open to him.
"Oh!!" Tens of thousands of Arsenal fans erupted in cheers, as if they were seeing a different Maël again.
The only thing that remained the same was that their divine striker was about to help them score again! "*Clang!*"
After entering the penalty area, Maël easily shook off the opponent's other center-back, Ryan Bennett, with a classic shoulder feint, and then blasted a shot towards the far post, breaking through the goal guarded by Ruddy.
"Aaaahhhhh!! Wow!!" The Emirates Stadium quickly became a scene of jubilation and thunderous applause, with tens of thousands of Arsenal fans waving their flags and scarves wildly.
Two to one!
Maël helped them take the lead again! It was him again! Amidst the deafening cheers, Maël swayed left and right, dodging several teammates who wanted to intercept him, and ran towards the sideline with his right arm pointing to the sky.
The 42nd league goal! A goal in the final battle as well!
Because he was too excited and running too hard, his cheeks, which didn't have much fat, were also shaking with his steps.
As he approached the sideline, he turned sideways and kissed his fingers... Of course, it didn't have any special meaning; he just thought it looked good.
Finally, when he stood at the corner flag, he clenched his fists and delivered a series of punches to the corner flag, shouting what might be his last "Vamos!!" of the season.
ps: Please give me monthly tickets. I haven't eaten and have been writing. I'll continue after I eat.
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