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All of my current neighbors are cool, except the one old lady down the road that thinks one of my dogs has attacked her dog three times. It's funny because her dog is inside at all times unless she hangs her ragged old arm or the door with the dog on a leash so it can poo poo. She doesn't leave the inside. My dogs don't go out without a leash and if one of them did actually think her dog was a rabbit or whatever they would have eaten it. I've seen the dog she thinks is mine and lol he's a good boy and I will always give him pats. Also, yard nazis should suck-start a shotgun. Same for anyone who wants a block charter/hoa. loving baby boomer rear end ideas.
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My friend lived in an apartment below a lady who was constantly walking around in heels and playing a loving piano early in the morning.
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Dec 11, 2018 04:25
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These two gay guys in my apartment stay up late all the time playing electronic music all night having drug-fueled sex parties on weekends. it's me and my bf
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Dec 11, 2018 04:30
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So you're the good neighbors then
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Used to live across from a run down poo poo hole of a house that should have been bulldozed years ago but some local slum lord bought it and fixed it up just enough that he could turn it into a welfare house for the government. The rest of the neighborhood was fairly nice. There were always burnouts living there, but most would only stay awhile until they either drank themselves to death or moved on. Eventually some man and his wife and kids moved in. Both were unemployed and on welfare, yet somehow they owned four brand new fully decked out trucks, along with a bunch of new quads and a motorcycle - all of which they kept parked on their postage stamp of a lawn. Somehow no one found this suspicious especially when there were approximately 50 strange vehicles stopping in their drive way for exactly 20 seconds all night and day. I rarely ever saw the kids. The school bus used to wait in front of the place to pick them up for awhile but they barely ever got on, so the bus just quit bothering to stop there. Vakal fucked around with this message at 05:07 on Dec 11, 2018 |
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PathAsc posted:Same for anyone who wants a block charter/hoa. loving baby boomer rear end ideas. HOA's are completely toothless anyway, the most they can do is put a lien on your property, which only matters if you're intending to sell in the near future anyway. Nobody wants to litigate beyond that because there's no way to recoup any costs they would spend on squeezing your 100 a year or whatever out of you. And at the end of the day when you intend to sell you just pay what you owe with no additional penalties. If you live in some 1%er neighborhood then throw all that poo poo out the window because those people will set their money on fire for the slightest chance to get at you. All that said, I only agree with poo poo like HOAs insofar as it prevents a dude from having a house next to me with a bunch of bombed out cars on the lawn with a colony of skunks and woodland creatures living in them. And it's nice to have stuff like having the streets plowed when it snows. As far as actual evil neighbor poo poo? My next door neighbor is some late 40s/early 50s weed hippy that constantly has a torrent of dudes coming and going into her place. And for whatever reason they always park in front of my house instead of hers. Other than that no real issues lately beyond said dudes occasional throwing beer bottles on my lawn, which I usually stuff inside her mailbox. Wrath of the Bitch King fucked around with this message at 05:18 on Dec 11, 2018 |
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Dec 11, 2018 05:15
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Bloodfart McCoy posted:Hope you talked them down to like $4.50 for all that stuff. I'm almost imagining Homer offering Ned Flanders a few bucks for all his cool poo poo when he's close to bankruptcy
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In the 1990s when I rented a room in a house with three other friends our neighbors owned. On one side was a cop who, after I set up my out door 35mm projection equipment and screen in our back yard merely asked not to show porn but loved dropping by for late night shows on the fence. The other side was a quiet family with two young pre-teen kids who did their own thing. Now my wife and I live out in the country on 5 acres. The neighbors to the left are three generations living in three dwellings on the same size parcel of land and are very quiet but very friendly. The neighbors to the right are a retired interracial couple in their 70's married nearly 50 years. They tend a flock of sheep and their fruit trees and have their grandkids over that our kids play with. They're like a 3rd set of parents/grandparents to us. Behind them a retired couple in their 80's with two dwarf horses. We let both those neighbors put their sheep and horses out on our back grassland. They are automatic mowers and keep the weeds down. In turn my daughter gets to play with the horses and I can raid the other neighbor's fridge for fresh lamb whenever I want. I've been pretty fortunate in terms of neighbors. Also none of my neighbors mind when I am out in my barn watching films late at night at extremely high volume levels. Panaflex fucked around with this message at 09:22 on Dec 11, 2018 |
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My neighbours tried to pay a tradie to kill my rooster and my other neighbours got into a screaming match with my landlady when I called her to stop them chopping down trees in my frontyard and my old neighbour used to stop me going into my house to bitch at me about my landlady because she expected her to pay half for the new fence her dogs tore down (also her dogs killed my rabbits) neighbours... are bad
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Not really an enemy but when I was a kid this older dude a few houses down was a bit wacky. It was fairly rural so lots of trees and wild areas behind the yards, and the neighborhood had a HoA that was responsible for managing the land around the homes. One year they wanted to go around and clear a bunch of brush as a fire break and remove a lot of the closest trees because they were concerned they could fall and damage homes. Everyone in the neighborhood was fine with this except for old guy, who literally chained himself to one of the trees when the crew showed up to do the work. Fought about how they're actually on his property (they aren't, Mom was on the board at the time so I got to hear all the details through this insane saga) and pretty much wasted thousands and thousands of dollars in a dumb legal battle over these trees so they finally gave up. A few years later one of those trees fell and crushed part of his fence and roof. So he sued the HoA claiming they should pay for the damages, since the tree wasn't on his property.  edit: by the way yes he was more or less laughed out of court by the judge when the whole story was presented. Mimesweeper fucked around with this message at 11:49 on Dec 11, 2018 |
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Dec 11, 2018 11:37
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I live with my sister and she's the bad neighbor, she "cleans" her car by throwing all her trash into the yard to be picked up a day or two or so later. McDonald's wrappers and bags and Starbucks cups just lying in the yard for a few days, no biggie. My sister also likes to take in a stray cat about once a year. Then she tries to make it my problem once the fun has worn off and the fleas in the house and food/litter costs make it less than fun. Just because I'm a vet tech doesn't mean I have endless friends wanting your flea-ridden, not vaccinated or spayed cats. In fact, nobody wants them. That's why they are stray cats in the first loving place! Other than that we're pretty quiet. Didn't even complain when a neighbor decided to have their car burn to a crisp on the side of the road.
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I have the best neighbors: An empty house that’s been vacant since before we moved in. From what we can tell it’s stuck in probate hell although someone must be paying the light bill because the front porch light is always on.
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Dec 11, 2018 14:43
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Growing up there was a HUD house across the street. Most of the families that have moved in have been pretty decent with a couple of exceptions. One of those was part of a large clan of white trash. Sooner or later of you live in my hometown you will encounter one or more members of this family. Busted cars on the lawn, loud fights on the front yard, kids vandalizing poo poo and stealing mail. One of the girls was my age, 7 or so at the time, and would blatantly drop her pants and piss in people's yards in full view of the street. She's in prison now for some sort of fraud. One of her cousins got kicked out of a high school class I was in because she convinced some other idiot to finger her under a table during a movie day. HUD eventually kicked them out.
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Dec 11, 2018 18:04
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My neighbor sold Herbalife and tried talking to me through the walls. Having to actually say, "gently caress off," in your own room to your neighbors is nuts. I drove them away by going insane and driving a brass horse's feet into a wall adjacent. I have much nicer neighbors now.
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Dec 11, 2018 18:08
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One neighbor from my childhood dug out half of the slope of dirt that the hedges were growing on that separated our two properties taking with it some of the roots, and also cemented in a metal pole near the road to indicate where the true property line is because I guess my parents had the mailbox placed 3 inches too far? It didn't make sense since the property was practically abandoned anyway since he lived another house over and used the dilapidated 2 bedroom house as a storage locker. He also accused me of stealing a lawn ornament, the one with a reflective ball on top of a pedestal.
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Our current neighbors are my sister and her husband, and our next closest neighbors live about 1/4 mile away. It's so good. Especially compared to our neighbors at our last house. When we moved in, they had a bunch of stuff like a boat and an old truck parked semi-permanently probably within 5 feet of our house. It was a foreclosure and was vacant for a while, so whatever, I thought. He had come over when I was looking at the house and seemed like a good guy, so after we moved in and nothing changed after maybe a week or so, I felt comfortable enough to ask him straight up about the stuff and when he planned on moving it. He was apologetic and said he'd get to it as soon as he could, and I asked him out of curiosity if he knew exactly where the property line was. He said he wasn't precisely sure but he recalled it being pretty close to my house, but admitted he was probably parking his stuff too close. Fair enough, I thought. If it had ended there. What ensued instead was three years of petty dispute over the property line. They were seriously gaslighting us. Snowmobiling, big dogs running loose, a dozen or more cars parked well onto our lawn during yard parties. Confrontations led to apologies but no change in behavior. I had a survey done; he yelled and swore at me and had another survey done (which, to no one's surprise but his, matched exactly). The actual line was at least 15 feet closer to his house than he had been saying all along. They offered to buy a sliver of land - the actual property line did almost cut off his driveway, but that wasn't the fault of either of us. Aha, I thought, finally an end to this! It was only beginning. He had a third survey done for a new property line, and handed me a check for the agreed amount. I said, great, let's take this to the township and get it settled. He said he'd get his lawyer to draw up papers. I waited to cash the check because, well, I consider myself a decent judge of character. Literally every couple of weeks for over a year I called or texted him to find out how it was progressing. "I'll get right on it." "My lawyer's on vacation." Every single time there was some excuse. He had the paperwork and copy of the survey, so I couldn't go to the township alone. Eventually I slid his check back inside his garage door. "Hey, can we still do this if I get everything set?" Sure, bud. Sure. I should note in all this time, their behavior never changed. A couple of months later I started putting up fence posts along the original surveyed line. He comes storming out of the house again, takes a long look at what I'm doing, and says, "So I guess the deal's off then?" I just have this moment of pure, unfiltered, jaw-dropping disbelief at what I've just heard. I told him after all this time I've been trying to get him to get it done and nothing ever happened, so yeah, the deal's off. He walks back inside and we never spoke of it again. I didn't want to put posts up right on top of his driveway, so I stopped halfway up from the back of the yard, but after that we had a lot less trouble over it. Still worth it because we lived there for 3 years but sold the house for more than double what we paid for it. Winifred Madgers fucked around with this message at 18:53 on Dec 11, 2018 |
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We had a young Chinese couple move in upstairs last December. We live in an upstairs/downstairs duplex. At first they were pleasant enough, but I eventually grew to hate them. They would park their car blocking me in the driveway -- that's fine they have the right to use the driveway. But then they would leave the house for work and leave me blocked in. I would confront them but they would keep doing it over and over. There is unlimited street parking literally 3 feet away. Eventually I just started parking in the front so they had to park on the street. Then around July they moved in one set of parents from China. That's against the lease and all, but they have two bedrooms upstairs so I wasn't going to rat them out. I got along well with the father actually he would help me with the yard work. But they would do laundry every day. We share a common basement where the furnace and laundry machines are and I would come down to full machines constantly. We went away for vacation for Labor Day and so did they apparently because when we got back there was this horrible smell in the stairwell. Their refrigerator had gone out while they were gone and everything spoiled. I was home when the appliance man came to measure for a replacement and I could hear him talking to the parents upstairs. I could hear because he thought shouting at these two Chinese would help them understand the English language they didn't speak. His last words on the way out were "YOU SEE THE PAN UNDER THE FRIDGE? THAT IS FULL OF DEFROSTED BLOOD! YOU NEED TO CLEAN!" Maybe they were slaughtering animals up there. They left at the end of November so all is quiet for at least the rest of the year. I'm glad they are gone, but who knows what situation moves in there next.
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There was also a psychologist living across the street. It's probably up for debate whether or not he was good at his job because he let his son who was 12 or 13 at the time run around the neighborhood wearing a cape. Anyway, my parents wanted to move our mailbox to the right across the street from our house, where this guy's and our next door neighbor's boxes are. Instead of 100 ft down the road. Psychologist guy flipped out and started making legal threats about how we weren't allowed to do that, going so far as to drop off a dubious legal notice. After a bunch of bluster the Post Office told him to gently caress off. He moved out and was replaced by a nice older couple.
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Dec 11, 2018 20:48
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I live in an apartment building in Denver, and all my neighbors are pretty cool. I got a wrap on the door once because I was watching a movie obnoxiously loud, and even then the girl was super nice about it. But, the neighborhood I live in has a few bars, one of which is a hangout for true alcoholics, so around closing time for them, it's get's pretty crazy out on the street at least once a week. There was one guy in the building who used to get walked home from the bar, I think by one of the staff members, sobbing in the streets. Then one day it stopped, and I like to pretend that he just pulled his life together  Edit: When I was a kid, I loving hated the guy who lived next door to us. He was just this cranky old rear end in a top hat. His wife was pretty cool, but the whole family was just weird. Then I got older, and I think the guy just got a little nicer and I just grew up and stopped being such a little rear end in a top hat all the time. Now we're good friends, whenever I go home in the summer we always make a point to have dinner together. Life is just weird that way. Biohazard fucked around with this message at 21:13 on Dec 11, 2018 |
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Dec 11, 2018 21:09
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Fredrik1 posted:My neighbors are cool.
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Biohazard posted:Edit: When I was a kid, I loving hated the guy who lived next door to us. He was just this cranky old rear end in a top hat. His wife was pretty cool, but the whole family was just weird. It might be that you were both assholes and time simply turned you good, as experience should. I had a neighbor like that (although his later story was a bit sadder). People change, even people you might think are unregenerate. Then again, there's some people you know as kids and go "he's gonna be in a jumpsuit once he's old enough" and you're completely right.
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Next door neighbours are both professionals, no kids, working away from home. So of course when their little old spaniel was barking while they’re at work they decide to get a second dog to keep him company. What kind of dog would you get to keep a small old dog company? Well a baby labradoodle of course. Now the spaniel doesn’t bark bc he’s hiding inside from the dickhead labradoodle that barks for 8 hours straight while they’re at work. So what’s their solution to this problem? Shock collars. Makes sense, solves the barking problem except now their dogs sound like they’re being tortured when the owners get home. I hate these assholes a lot
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We have very little street parking in our culdesac My neighbor decided the curb next to his neighbor's house was his parking spot, and yelled at our gardener for parking there. Since then he has an irrational hatred of our gardener and has complained to me several times about leaves and dirt getting blown onto his driveway. Once we were outside chatting and we watched his dog come up and dig dirt into his driveway, and he gave an embarrassed laugh. So now that he knows we're not firing the gardener, he rakes all the leaves from his yard into ours before the gardener comes. And lets his dog poo poo in our yard. I just clean up the poop and give the gardener extra money. It's a small price to pay.
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My house is cool my roommate just taught me a personal handshake
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I am the annoying neighbor. Hardly a week goes by without some of my livestock busting out of their paddocks and roaming around on my neighbors' property. They are very patient with me and usually help get the beasts back in. I have huge stretches of perimeter fence that need repairing but it's expensive and once I get one spot fixed, a tree falls on another spot. I can't keep up with it
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Sjs00 posted:My house is cool my roommate just taught me a personal handshake I thought in 2018 we'd be beyond the need for euphemisms.
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Son of Sam-I-Am posted:I thought in 2018 we'd be beyond the need for euphemisms. Please dont be gross
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Miss posted:My neighbours tried to pay a tradie to kill my rooster but he ain't gonna die ?
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My current neighbors on both sides and on my street are all pretty nice. It's ironic because I live on a street where the houses are connecting to each other so it's pretty close quarters. I had a stretch of time from 1999 to 2014 where every place I lived had a neighbor who was neglecting or abusing a dog in their backyard. We would have two cool neighbors and one idiot or all kind of anonymous renters and one crazy person with pitbulls tied up in the back. We would move somewhere and think everything was cool then the neighbor brings home some puppy and chains it in the backyard. It just seemed continuous. The last incident ended up me calling the police like 4-5 times in one night when the dog they left in their back yard 25/7 started barking and would bark for hours on end. We had to go down to the courthouse the next day to file a legal complaint. Now everything is fine, I actually think living in such close quarters makes people more aware that they are living in a society.
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I used to live in an apartment that had only 5 units to a floor so you'd quickly learn who the problem neighbours were. The one neighbour across from me was awesome, I'd only see her in the mornings when I went for my morning jog and she was doing her morning bike. No problems there. The neighbours to either side of me both smoked weed, which I was fine with because I did as well. One of them however could not keep it discrete, I'm talking huge stank in the hallways. Me and the other neighbour kept it to just vaping and blowing it out the windows. This neighbour also frequently had loud late night parties during weeknights. We would knock on the door but would get no answer, either because he'd try to avoid us or he just couldn't hear us. We eventually started banging on the walls and playing music and holding the speakers up to the walls but he would still continue to do it. I eventually figured it out that him and his rotating cast of roommates would party so hard they'd pass out with their music still blaring. Every time the landlord spoke to them he'd always call him sir and apologize and it was always cringeworthy. But after a few days he'd go right back to loud music and partying all the time. The fifth unit never got a tenant in the 3 years I lived in that building. The building was also right beside a lovely strip club, so the front and rear entrances to the building had two layers of locked doors. Every once in awhile there would be a drunk person passed out on the floor in between the two doors or trying to break into the building. Now I moved to a large city where I share a house with 5 other people. Two of them are very passive aggressive and will take pictures of dishes that aren't washed well enough and post them to the house group chat. The funniest bit is that they are the two dirty ones who don't clean up after themselves.
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There's a show on investigation discovery about this; it's called Fear Thy Neighbor.
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Christ 5 other people lol
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People that rake leaves blow my mind, followed closely by people that freak out over it not being done.
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They kept a revolving door if large dogs in the backyard but never feed them. They'd literally be stuck and bones and you could see their ribs. However before we could call animal co troll about it, the starved dogs would vanish. Days later totally different dogs would appear in the backyard and the cycle repeats. Never could figure out why they were starving dogs.
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value-brand cereal posted:They kept a revolving door if large dogs in the backyard but never feed them. They'd literally be stuck and bones and you could see their ribs. However before we could call animal co troll about it, the starved dogs would vanish. Days later totally different dogs would appear in the backyard and the cycle repeats. Never could figure out why they were starving dogs. I assume to make them want to fight without actually bothering to train them
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Christ. 10 years of apartment living. Two "artists" lived above me for awhile. They had day jobs but that didn't stop them from staying up all night Friday/Saturday night doing coke and listening to what sounded like new age scream music. The days after they stayed up all night the man would chill on his balcony, which had a car door on it, mean mugging anyone walking by. Eventually, they were evicted. Worst by far was my downstairs neighbor in a tri-plex in Los Angeles. The woman had "anxiety" and would leave angry notes claiming my gf and I were being too loud. I was in law school and if I wasn't studying in the law library or at the gym we were watching DS-9. Because I am the world's biggest idiot and assumed she could be reasonable, I gave her my number and told her to text me if we were getting noisy. She then started texting any time we talked at all after about 9pm and demanding that I get ready for work in my living room because she could hear me walking in my bedroom in the morning. After I declined to get ready for work in my living room, she started making up outright lies to the landlords (who also lived in the tri-plex) claiming we were having parties every weekend they were out of town. There was never a party. The landlords, who were bizarre LA/Culver City retired types, claimed they never had any problems with her and believed the downstairs neighbor. In an attempt to be fair, they offered to let us move out and even agreed to pay back our security deposit. We got the hell out of there and got an apartment with in-unit W/D and AC. I probably would have stuck around to torture her but I was trying to survive law school and was sick of living in a place with street parking and no AC. I have some weird olds in my cul'de sac now. Maybe I'll get to that tomorrow. Flutieflakes017 fucked around with this message at 05:40 on Dec 14, 2018 |
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value-brand cereal posted:They kept a revolving door if large dogs in the backyard but never feed them. They'd literally be stuck and bones and you could see their ribs. However before we could call animal co troll about it, the starved dogs would vanish. Days later totally different dogs would appear in the backyard and the cycle repeats. Never could figure out why they were starving dogs. I'm ashamed to Lmfadol
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Because owned. My neighborhood had a tragic but awesome accident tonight involving a motorcycle. Guy had to be extracted from the ditch with a firetruck somehow. Took an hour at 8pm at night. The police scanners were quiet though. And get this one of them was doing Morse code.
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Bad Titty Puker posted:but he ain't gonna die ? i miss my rooster 
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