•Release Tour/ARC Review• Jigsaw by Lily Atlas!

Title: Jigsaw
Series: Hell’s Handlers MC
Author: Lilly Atlas
Genre: MC Romance
Release Date:


After being disappointed by her family one too many times, Izzy’s convinced the only person she needs is herself. Seeking a life with fewer relationships, she leaves the bustle of the city and moves to small-town Tennessee. Her plans for quiet and solitude don’t last long after she’s adopted by both the men and women of the Hell’s Handlers Motorcycle Club.

Once upon a time, Lincoln had a picture-perfect life. Sweet, loving wife, beautiful daughter, enviable career. But one fated night, it’s all wiped out, leaving him scarred both mentally and physically. Now known as Jigsaw, he’s a force to be reckoned with, and a valuable asset to the Hell’s Handlers MC. He’s also done. Done with love, done with dreams, done with women…unless it’s to work off some tension.

Despite their resolve to avoid entanglements, chemistry blazes between Jig and Izzy and becomes harder to resist with each encounter. When the club’s enemies set their sights on Izzy, the Handlers pull her even further into the fold. Everything Izzy believes about families is challenged as Jig and his club prove they can be counted on again and again.

Fighting side by side with a fearless woman, even one as smokin’ as Izzy, isn’t something Jig wants, but it might be exactly what he needs. If club business doesn’t destroy them, do Jig and Izzy stand a chance of letting their pasts go and finding happiness?
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I love Jig and Izzy. Two troubled souls finally finding someone who gets them! Their story gave me all the feels! They both don’t want to admit to the connection they have but that connection couldn’t be denied! Their chemistry was sooo hot! I just loved Izzy was a fierce, warrior woman and how Jigsaw loved that about her and let her be soft when she needed to be and his alpha maleness was totally hot too! Overall I enjoyed this book and can’t wait to read the next one!
*Received ARC for honest review 💙

Island Girl Romance Reads – “Lilly Atlas is quickly becoming one of my favorite MC author! Her books are amazing.”


MJ’s Book Blog and Reviews – “Another highly enjoyable read from Lilly Atlas and I give Jigsaw 5 stars.”


Beyond the Covers Blog – “This author has such an amazing gift at making you feel like you were there in that book and I can’t wait to see where she take Copper’s book.”

A full five minutes early for his appointment, Jigsaw shouldered through the door into Inked, the one and only tattoo shop in Townsend, Tennessee. But even if it wasn’t the lone ink provider, even if there was a tattoo shop on every corner, it’d be the only one to receive his business. Inked was the best, by far. Rip was a master with a tattoo machine and could bring anyone’s vision to life.

Maverick and Rocket filed in after him, immediately taking seats on the ratty couch butted up against the display window. His brothers had tagged along despite knowing how much Jig hated an audience for this.

Every year on his wife and child’s birthdays, which just happened to be only three days apart, Jig added to a tattoo on his thigh. Without fail, it put him in a shitty mood, and his brothers damn well knew it. But they couldn’t just leave him the fuck alone. They had to stick their fucking noses in his shit and follow him, so he didn’t “do something stupid.”

Every damn year.

Assholes.

“Hey, Jig,” Rip called out. “Lemme talk to you for a second.” He stepped from behind the privacy curtain pulled around his customer. To say the shop was simple would be a ridiculous understatement. Inked was about as no-frills as it came, with two tattoo stations, a reception desk, a second-hand couch, and a few sketches on the wall. Rip didn’t give a shit about the décor or ambiance. He gave damn good ink and had the reputation to prove it.

“What’s up, Rip?” Jig asked after Rip waddled his large frame cross the shop.

“Hey, I’m running about forty-five minutes behind, man. I’m sorry.” Rip gave Jig a sheepish half smile.

From the couch, Maverick laughed and rubbed his hands together. “Woohoo, does this mean Jig gets to have his face inked on you?”

Not one to find much shit funny, Jig snorted. Rip was a bit of a psycho when it came to lateness. Threatened to tattoo his face on a client if they were late to their appointment. He’d done it before, too, the bastard. That was the reason Jig never let himself be later than five minutes early. Last thing he needed was Rip’s ugly mug on his ass cheek.

“I really am sorry, man,” Rip said. He ran a hand through his receding gray hair and shifted uncomfortably, seemingly flustered, which wasn’t him.

“Everything good?” Jig asked.

Rip lowered his voice. “Yeah, just had this broad come in crying a few minutes ago. Breast cancer survivor who recently had some reconstructive surgery. Wanted me to ink nipples on her. Someone recommended me specifically, and she’s unwilling to go to anyone else.”

“Well, fuck me, Rip,” Mav said. “Why didn’t you start with that? Now I feel like an ass for ragging on you.”

With a shrug, Rip swiped the back of his hand across his forehead. “Shit, I’m sweating, guys. This is a lot of pressure.”

This time, Jig let out a small laugh. “You did all our Hell’s Handlers back pieces without blinking an eye, and you’re afraid of some nipples?”

“It’s a big deal,” Rip grumbled.

Jig slapped him on the back. “Hey, man, no worries. I can reschedule.” In reality, the change to his schedule pissed him off, but what the fuck could he do? He wasn’t about to be the asshole who pulled Rip away from a cancer survivor. Jig might be an unfeeling bastard, but he wasn’t a robot.

“Nah, not necessary,” Rip said as he walked toward the desk. “I got someone else who can do it.”

Jig froze and scanned the shop. It was then he realized there was a curtain pulled around the second chair as well. Muffled voices could be heard from behind the fabric wall but not well enough to make out what was being said. “You telling me you actually hired some help?”

For the past two years, Rip had been saying he needed to hire a second artist. Ever the control freak, no one actually thought he’d let another professional into his shop. He found fault with every other artist out there.

“Yeah, I did. They’re just finishing up the aftercare convo. Then you can meet ’em.”

“I don’t know.” Jig frowned. No one but Rip had gone near his skin with ink and needle.

“They’re good, Jig. Wouldn’ta hired ’em otherwise. Trained ’em myself actually. About ten years ago, right before I moved to the area and opened up shop. Take a look at some of their work.” He dug around behind his desk and pulled out a beat-up binder, laying it out on the counter.

Like a bunch of teenage chicks who didn’t want to miss out on the gossip, Mav and Rocket hopped up to join him at the reception desk.

Mav, who had more inked skin than not, whistled. “Shit, Rip. These are fucking amazing. This guy might do better work than you.”

It was meant as a joke, but Rip snorted and nodded. There was definite truth to Maverick’s words. The lines were so precise, the images so vivid and perfect, it was hard to believe they were done by a human hand. One of the photos was a butterfly that looked like it was literally lifting off some chick’s shoulder. Amazing.

“Give ’em a shot,” Rip said. “Promise they’ll do you right.”

Jig sighed and rubbed a hand across his jaw. Time to trim his beard. He’d gotten lazy the past few weeks and had let the growth get a little out of control. He always kept some amount of facial hair because it covered the bottom third of his scar, but he tried to keep it neat. Most of the time. “All right, man. Let’s do it.”

Seemed like Rip was really trying to push the new guy. Probably wanted to build up his clientele. If the work in his portfolio was an accurate reflection of the guy’s skill, he’d be a fool to turn down this artist. He could help a friend out and get some quality ink in the process.

“Great.” Rip’s yellow-toothed smile beamed. “Oh, here she comes now.”

“Wait, what?”

She?

Maverick coughed in a weak attempt to cover his laughter, but it quickly turned to a gasp.

Oh, yeah,” he said under his breath. “That one’ll do you right, Jig.”

“Holy fuck,” Rocket whispered.

Rip wore a shit-eating grin, the fuckstick. He’d purposefully misled them into thinking it was a dude. Jig didn’t want some bitch getting anywhere near him with a needle. He flipped his brothers off and spun to check out this lady tattoo artist for himself.

Ho-ly shiit.

About five-feet-eight inches—and that was without the four-inch stilettos—of pure sex and sin strutted her way straight toward him. Somehow, this woman had poured herself into the tightest black leather pants he’d ever seen. They molded around her long, shapely legs and, damn, if he didn’t wish for her to turn around. He just bet she had a stellar ass that would only be enhanced by the grip of soft leather.

With each step, the side to side sway of her hips drew his eye like he was watching the pendulum of a clock swing back and forth. Forcing his gaze from her hips, he trailed it upward, not oblivious to the tight black tank top that cupped her breasts as snugly as the leather cupped her thighs.

“Hey, boys,” she said, her voice on the lower side. Husky, he’d call it.

Mav whistled. “Damn, woman. And I say this in a totally non-creepy, non-flirting way because I have a woman that would shoot off my junk if I so much as hit on another chick, but you are some kinda fucking gorgeous.”

Jig ground his teeth together as the new lady tattoo artist threw her head back and let out a throaty laugh. Fucking Maverick. Flirting and charming women was just part of his DNA. He truly meant it when he said he wasn’t hitting on her. The man just couldn’t let a beautiful woman walk away without her knowing she was gorgeous.

“Aren’t you the charmer,” she said, placing her hands on those fantastic hips.

Damn, her body was out of this world. Not skinny, not even too curvy, it was more…athletic. Sleek lines with swells of muscle in her arms and a flat stomach. The girl must spend some serious hours in the gym.

“Guys, this here is Isabella. I taught her everything she knew about ten years ago. She finally agreed to move here and work with me.” Rip beamed with pride as he introduced his protégé.

“Please,” she said, “call me Izzy. One of you boys looking for some ink?”

Fuck no.

Wasn’t happening.

Rocket cleared his throat like he had a whole steak lodged in there. If the asshole wasn’t careful, he’d have Jig’s fist lodged down there instead.

A hand slapped down on his shoulder. “My man Jig here needs some ink.”

Fuckin’ Maverick.

“Don’t want to mess up your schedule,” Jig said. “I’ll come back when Rip can fit me in.”

Rip’s face fell, making Jig feel like scum. Wasn’t the shop owner’s fault that Jig wanted nothing to do with most women. Unless he was fucking them. That was pretty much the only time he associated with them. Of course, his brothers’ ol’ ladies couldn’t seem to leave his ass alone. Always trying to bring him food, fix him up, and acting like freaking mother hens around him.

Especially Mav’s woman, Stephanie. He’d helped rescue her from a fucking psycho not long ago, so now he’d become her special project.

“Oh, I’ll, uh, check my book.” Rip waddled behind his desk and flipped through his old-school appointment book.

Izzy’s dark, almost black eyes just stared at him, hands on her hips, earning her Jig’s scowl. Who the hell did this bitch think she was?

Instead of caving under his murderous glare, one of her perfect black eyebrows arched high into her forehead. “You afraid your dick will invert if a woman puts some ink on you?”

She had a set of balls, he’d give her that much. “Nah, I—”

“I’ve inked hundreds, actually thousands of dudes.” She gasped and covered her mouth with her unpolished fingertips. “Shit, I’ve even tatted some bikers.”

Behind him, Mav and Rocket chuckled. Fuckers were enjoying this way too much.

Izzy leaned closer and dropped her volume. “Promise you, bubba, not one of those guys grew a pussy because I was the one holding the needle.”

A strangled sound came from Rocket, and Maverick flat-out laughed. Rip joined in, and soon the three of them were cackling like a bunch of fucking hyenas.

Goddamnit. Not only had she interrupted him, sassed him, and tossed attitude at him, she’d thrown down a challenge. His damned male pride left him no choice.

“Show me to your chair,” he grumbled.

A massive grin of victory broke out across her gorgeous face. “Follow me, bubba,” she said as she spun on one of those pencil-thin heels then sashayed to her station.

And fuck if he didn’t feel a twitch of his dick and a twitch of his lips. Where his cock’s interest came from, he had no idea. Miss Izzy couldn’t be further from his usual type.

He liked ’em blonde, blue-eyed, small, sweet, and docile. Not tall, dark-haired, and mouthy. She’d even shaved the sides of her head, adding to her badass-bitch look.

But as he watched the very long tail of a tight braid swinging back and forth across the top of what was, without a doubt, a stellar ass, he couldn’t deny his animal attraction to her.

Fuck. This was gonna be a shitty few hours.
Lilly Atlas is a contemporary romance author, proud Navy wife, and mother of two spunky girls. By day she works as a physical therapist for a hospital in Virginia. Lilly is an avid romance reader, and expects her Kindle to beg for mercy every time she downloads a new eBook. Thankfully, it hasn’t happened yet, and she can often be found absorbed in a good book.

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ARC Review: Vampires By Esther E. Schmidt!

Release Date: October 23

Synopsis

Being kidnapped and unexpectedly thrust into the paranormal world she didn’t even know existed has overwhelmed Tessera. Even more, because her savior is the President of the Death by Reaper MC, Vampire Charter, who claimed her as his eternal mate

Between protecting his mate from his own wrath and trying to balance his MC duties, Jagger is fighting a battle bigger than the fight between good and evil. Finding a solution for the stack of danger that keeps growing might involve teaming up with a new enemy who is reluctant to join forces. With a threat of an apocalypse in the near future, there is no option other than to surrender to the truth more paranormal lives are needed to keep the rest of the world living.

Evil hides in the inevitable to rectify redemption. Dive into book two of Death by Reaper MC and submit to the reality crawling into the darkness might be the only good this world has to offer.

Vampires can be read as a standalone. For a greater reading experience, recommended reading order:

Hellhounds Death by Reaper MC #1

Vampires Death by Reaper MC #2

My thoughts 💭

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A paranormal MC romance with some action! I enjoyed reading this book. Jagger was so sweet, protective and patient with Tessara I just loved him. Tessara has to grow on me a little but once she understood about mates I started to like her she became kind of bada** at the end and I was loving it! Girl power!! I loved the action and the story line! I can’t wait to read what is going to happen next with everyone!

*Received ARC for review 💙

Duke by Jax Hart!

Synopsis

She’s his obsession.
He’s her downfall.

Raised in a remote town by men who would die for her, Shanna can’t wait to escape years of being babysat by the archaic mentality of the men her father’s MC. They live by a code. A code she’s done being part of.

But even in isolated places… there are people dying to take you down.
Duke and Shanna must decide if they are going to fight for their love or watch it crash and burn when both of them are forced to make choices they can’t come back from.

How far would you go for love?

Duke…

I stopped in on a whim to see the old dive bar where my old man used to spend his days–getting drunk with his boys from the MC. But when I walked in and saw her… I knew I would be back and not just for another round, but to make Shanna mine. 
She’s asking for trouble teasing me the way that she does.
 
She’s made a mistake.
A bad one.

I’m not like the pathetic boys at her college. I’m an ex-marine, and I’m gonna make my BAD GIRL pay. But I wasn’t expecting her to put up a fight. Taming her just might be the biggest battle I’ve faced yet, but I’m determined to make it the sweetest victory for us both.

She’s my angel, but I’m her devil. 
Together we’re gonna burn.
 

Narrated by Rodney Falcon

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I liked the story but felt it was too much back and forth. One minute Duke is going to claim Shanna then the next he’s going to do what’s best for her. I didn’t like how Shanna couldn’t make up her mind with pursuing her dreams and her loved ones had to force her hand. She seemed a little weak. Duke was very alpha male but he was annoying trying to do what’s “right” for Shanna. They had good chemistry but I was kind of disappointed they didn’t get together for real until the very end. Overall it was an okay read and performance.

Sins Of The Father by Marie James!

Blurb

I’m not misunderstood.

I’m not confused about my position in life.

I’m not looking for answers to explain why I am the way I am.

This is the logic others use to try to make sense of me. According to them, there has to be a reason for my apathy. There has to be some sort of explanation for the calculating way I run my Club. There has to be a root cause for my depravity.

They can’t wrap their heads around the fact that I’m evil, that I’m darkness personified. Doing so would force them to acknowledge that the Devil has left Hell and is living among them.

Most people may think I’m Satan, but I answer to Lynch, President of the Ravens Ruin MC, and the Antichrist doesn’t have sh*t on me.

My thoughts 💭

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Wow! I absolutely enjoyed this MC romance. Lynch just became president of the MC. His sister Molly and her friend Zoe leave school to get away from the drama there. Molly ends up bringing Zoe to the clubhouse where Zoe runs into Lynch. Zoe and Lynch had good chemistry! Lynch did keep doing stupid things because he couldn’t accept his feelings for Zoe. But every time she tried to leave Lynch refused to let her. It was cute when he finally opened up to her and accepted his feelings for her since his whole life his dad has told him not to trust anyone. This book was well written, steamy, had drama and filled with hot men! I can’t wait for the next story!

~Release Blitz/Review~ Smiley by LeAnn Ashers!

Title: Smiley
Series: The Grim Sinner’s Originals MC Series
Author: LeAnn Ashers
Genre: MC Romance
Release Date:

Adeline
It was completely unexpected. I’d never imagined he would come into my life. From the moment I met him, I knew there was no going back. He made me feel things I had never experienced before:
Safety
Love
Happiness
I was floating on air. Nothing could touch me with him by my side. He became my everything.
Smiley
I’d never expected my life to change upon walking into the Devil Souls MC. At first glance, I almost fell on my ass, and I knew I had to have her. She was everything I never knew I wanted, and hell if that didn’t stir something in me. Adeline gave me something I had been missing my whole life:
Passion
Desire
Contentment
I’m the retired president of the Grim Sinners MC but, in the end, you never really leave. The Devil Souls and The Grim Sinners clashed and were brought together to fight the biggest battle yet.
We had to protect our families at any cost.
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I just loved this book! It was so sweet and well written I couldn’t put it down! Adeline has had a hard life and still struggles with some of her demons while being a mom to everyone! She was just that sweet mom you could talk to and depend on. Smiley comes in and slays all her demons and shows her how awesome she is. Smiley just wanted to see his Ade smile and make her happy. They had great chemistry, I just loved everything about them! I can’t wait to read the kids stories!
LeAnn Ashers is a blogger-turned-author who spends her days reading and writing. She released her debut novel early 2016, and can’t wait to see where this adventure continues to take her. LeAnn enjoys writing about strong-minded females and swoon-worthy, protective alpha males who love their women unconditionally.
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•Release Blitz/Review• Talkin’ Trash By Lani Lynn Vale!

Title: Talkin’ Trash
Series: Bear Bottom Guardians MC Book 2
Author: Lani Lynn Vale
Genre: MC Romance
Release Date: October 5, 2018
Cover Design: Cover Me Darling, LLC
Linc has two very important things on his mind—professional football and his motorcycle club.
What he does not have on his mind is the woman that drives him crazy and makes him want to do stupid things, like throw caution to the wind.
Nope, not Linc.
At least, that’s the lie he tells everyone.
In reality, every time Conleigh’s name is mentioned, he squirms.
She’s everything that he wants, wrapped up in a cute little package that is stamped ‘hands freakin’ off.’
She’s four years younger than him, in school to be a doctor, and thinks football is stupid.
Even more, Linc and Conleigh get along like oil and water.
There’s not a single second that they’re in each other’s presence that they’re not at each other’s throats.
But all it takes is hearing that she’s in trouble for Linc to drop every single thing—football and MC duties alike—and head to her side.

A side that he’ll remain at until they either kill each other, or finally give into the heat between them.
Either way you look at it, he’s well and truly screwed.

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I just love Lani Lynn Vale books so much! This book did not disappoint! There’s the we’re meant to be romance and MC drama what’s not to love?!?! Conleigh and Lincoln have always known they were meant to be but had to put their relationship on hold just before they got serious. When Linc finally decides he’s no longer waiting and its time to be together Conleigh is kind of reluctant but Linc wasn’t letting her go. They were so adorable! Conleigh was cute but she was naive and little stubborn. Lincoln was a sweetheart but a butthead for letting their dads keep them apart for that long. I was so glad when he just decided their time is now! I definitely recommend reading this book! I can’t wait to read the next one!


I’m a married mother of three. My kids are all under 9, so I can assure you that they are a handful. I’ve been with my paramedic husband now for ten years, and we’ve produced three offspring that are nothing like us. I live in the greatest state in the world, Texas.

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-Book Tour/Review- Army By Chiah Wilder

Title: Army
Series: Night Rebels Motorcycle Club
Author: Chiah Wilder
Genre: MC Romance
Release Date: September 18, 2018



A member of the Night Rebels MC, Army is an arrogant, tough, SOB, and he makes no bones about it. His idea of having a good time is riding his Harley, boozing with his brothers, and having rowdy sex whenever the mood strikes him—which is often. Hook ups are on his terms, and if a woman doesn’t like it, there’s always another one waiting to take her place.

Then he sees her fighting in the rink, moving in ways that give him a whole bunch of nasty ideas about what he wants to do to her. And the way she looks at him? Well … there’s no denying the intense, mutual attraction. Chemistry sparks between them like the Fourth of July.

The only problem? She says she’s not interested. What the …?

Stiletto’s attraction to the rugged biker is like a storm electrifying the air, but with his swagger and perpetual smirk, he’s a poster boy for shattering hearts. If only her body would understand that.

Then she finds out he’s a member of the Night Rebels Motorcycle Club and is a deadly rival of her brother’s MC—The Satan’s Pistons.

But one night with him wouldn’t hurt anyone.

It’d just be a hook up, and probably the best sex she’d ever had.

Besides, who would ever know?

Then a series of tragic events lead the star-crossed lovers down a dangerous and dark path, forcing Stiletto and Army to make the hardest choices of their lives.

The Night Rebels MC series are standalone romance novels. This is Army’s story. This book contains violence, abuse, strong language, and steamy/graphic sexual scenes. It describes the life and actions of an outlaw motorcycle club. HEA. No cliffhangers. The book is intended for readers over the age of 18.

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Army had moments when he was a big jerk and moments when you understood that his parents relationship made an impact on him. He didn’t trust women and I got whiplash how often he went from jerk to not a jerk because he was actually interested in Mia. Mia was indecisive as well but hers came from not wanting things to only be about s*x. It was cute how they both were obsessed with each other. I enjoyed the books drama and thought it was well written, I’d definitely recommend it for MC romance lovers!

Aren’t you cold?”

Mia jumped at the sound of the deep voice—she didn’t hear anyone come out. She pushed away from the wall and let her gaze fall on Army. The yellow glow of the streetlights made his features soft against the darkness of the night. She ran her hands up and down her pebbled skin. “I am. I was just going to head back inside.”

He stood in front of her, blocking her. “Stay for a few minutes.” He shrugged off his leather jacket and draped it around her shoulders before she could protest. The heat from his body felt absurdly intimate, and she was extremely aware of his fingers brushing the back of her neck. He smelled of leather and caramelized dark coffee beans with a tang of salty herbs to it, and it was the most sensual aroma she’d ever come across. It wrapped around her, and much to her chagrin, desire rippled through her. 

“Thanks,” she croaked, her throat dry with tension.

“We never really met each other. I’m Army.”

“Mia,” she said softly. He still stood close behind her.

“That’s a pretty name,” his breath whispered over the curve of her neck, threatening to ensnare her.

Without thinking, she leaned back into him, and he ran a thumb along her jaw as his calloused skin scratched her lightly. “I couldn’t keep my eyes off of you during the fight. You were amazing.” His breath was warm on her cheek and her inner thighs clenched in reaction.

Army cupped Mia’s chin and tilted her head back so she gazed into his desire-filled eyes. Her lips parted when he dipped his head down as his grip tightened on her chin.

Her brain screamed at her to stop, but her traitorous body relaxed in his powerful arms. Danger radiated from him, but it only heightened her excitement.

“Mia,” he said, his low voice a mixture of sensual and gruff masculinity.

Her stomach fluttered as she closed her eyes in anticipation of his kiss.

Chiah Wilder is the author of the successful Insurgents MC series.


Chiah’s love of bad boys has inspired her Insurgents series. She loves an alpha male whose softer side is brought out by a passionate, spirited woman. Steamy, biker romances with rough, sexy bad boys are her guilty pleasure along with brownies, cheddar cheese, and movie marathons.

She is busy writing her next book in the series.

Chiah would love to hear from you. You can contact her at: chiahwilder@gmail.com

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