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Coming out of the closet is never an easy thing to do. Where you forced out by an unfortunate circumstance? Did you come out on your own terms. What and how did you finally come out? To who?

- Out of the Closet -
Gay Male / 35

Wife Knows And Approves

My wife is Eastern European and unusually open minded. I am a Canadian and before we married we confessed everything about ourselves so there would be no secrets. We loved each other before the confessions and after. She had been through a lot so her stuff was residual trauma growing up in a war zone. My confession to her was that I once was seduced by an older male tourist when on holiday and felt guilty I enjoyed it. She told me not to worry that she knew I loved her and if I was ever attracted to men not to hide it.

One night while drinking wine she had me share all the intimate details of what happened with him,got wet and then we made passionate love. She was intrigued by what visually he looked like and how we looked in bed together. As I described him,late 50's stubble on his face,slim and bohemian dresser her eyes lit up. I know a man who looks just like that who works in a flower shop near my office. I know also he is gay she added. After this my wife was excited to make an encounter happen between us so she could relive my gay experience with me. I was shocked and nervous about it but she had her way. She bought flowers from the shop and befriended the man. A few months later she came home beaming. It is all set up darling . Bruce will meet us for drinks in a hotel bar then we will go up together to the room so you two can have fun and I can see everything. Just say the word and it is a go. I nodded feeling strange elation inside.

The night arrived and I was nervous as hell. I wore tight slacks and a nice shirt hugging my athletic figure as my wife wore a sexy black dress. We got to the bar and there was Bruce. He was relaxed and wearing a bit of a hipster outfit. He was as plain looking as my long ago 1 night lover. We had a few drinks chatted and went upstairs to the room. There was a minibar with more booze. My wife in front of Bruce confided that she hoped anything could happen and not for anyone to hold back. She looked me in the eye and said darling I have always known you are gay and married you because I love you now show me your true colors. Bruce told me he was very attracted to me and it would be his pleasure to seduce me. My wife sat on a big leather chair as Bruce undressed me and himself. He soon had me naked on the bed moaning as he sucked my cock. Bruce and I frenched as I saw my wife fingering herself in ecstasy out of the corner of my eye. I sucked Bruce's stubby fat cock with obvious delight and made him cum first. Then Bruce polished my knob taking all of my load in his needy mouth. We necked some more and my wife joined us in bed. I kissed my wife and fingered her to orgasm. Bruce blew me again in the middle of the night. In the morning we had a nice breakfast together. The next time Bruce joined us was at our place. This time I fucked him in our bed and filled his ass with my seed. Things progressed . Bruce started coming over and sleeping with us 3 or 4x a week. I began having sex more with him than my wife but she didn't seem to mind. When he moved in with us my wife joked that in some ways he was a better wife than her a better cook and housekeeper even better in bed. I told her not to worry she was always number one to me. Then an interesting thing happened. As all 3 of us got more intimate we all became loving with each other with no inhibitions.Bruce went down on my wife and made her cum. They neck quite often. Bruce and I have sex 3 or 4x a week. We neck every day. I go on trips with Bruce alone as a couple and trips with my wife as a couple. In the last year we realize that I am in love with my wife and Bruce and he is in love with her and me and she is in love with me and him. It us like the 3 of us are married to one another.

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# 64819 - by Lightly / March 30, 2023
    • - Out of the Closet -
    Bi-Sexual Male / 49

    Women Are Not For Me Anymore.

    There have always been two sides to me, one wants to have sex with women and the other likes to have sex with men. I’ve never been sure which is the strongest, although I’ve always known which is the easiest, which is why I married a woman, and shut the other side of me off. The way I looked at it was if I promised to be faithful in the marriage vows that includes men as well as infidelity with women.

    Even though I have remained faithful I do fantasies a lot about things I did in my teens. I always had to hide this part of me from my parents, I came from a traditional Northern Working-Class family and homosexuality wasn’t accepted, and still isn’t.

    I started experimenting at 14 with my best friend John. We shared a room on a school trip to France. The room only had one bed!! I woke up in the night and knew he was wanking; I didn’t ask and just took his dick in my hand and finished him off. The next night we did the same, but I took him in my mouth and let him cum.

    At college I met Simon, who was gay and had a relationship with him for a couple of months, and then a few girlfriends. Just before I met my now wife I met a gorgeous man Jonathon, that I did fall in love with, I loved having sex with him more than with anybody before or since.

    The thing that upsets me is that after twenty-five years of marriage, and working with women, to be honest I prefer men. There’s a part of me that wished I’d have stayed with Jonathon. Unfortunately I married a narcissist, and it’s been difficult. Every woman that’s ever managed at work has either been a fruit cake, power mad or incompetent; some all three! Sure, I’ve had a couple of bad male managers, but they pale into insignificant compared to some of the dreadful women I’ve worked for. As partners women are always playing games with your head, I loved the simple honesty of a male and male relationship.

    My confession is that I’m going to leave my wife soon, the kids are grown up and I can’t stand her anymore. I see through all the deception, manipulation, and control now and want no more of it. She had no idea about my other side, and it will kill her when she finds out my new partner is male. I’ve not met them yet but one thing for sure is that it will never ever be a woman again.

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    # 64756 - by Ben1973 / March 27, 2023
    - Out of the Closet -
    Lesbian Female / 18

    My First Love Hunter & My 2nd Love Heather?

    Hunter & I were unseparable since Pre-School and were 2 ginger troublemakers.

    I went to his house for his seventh birthday party to find out that his family just moved overnight.

    I so wanted to kiss him that day and tell him that i love him. Instead, I went home crying. I refused to do my homework and up failing 1st grade. My parents sent me to an All Girls school for me to repeat 1st grade. My feelings towards Hunter went to Abbie. She & I were very close but I refused to pursue her just because I sensed I would see Hunter again.

    I came home from camp when I was 13 and I was told we had to move 90 miles away. A couple of days later an Japanese woman named Ali Wing was so friendly & welcomed us. She invited us next door to dinner and she knew her daughter Heather would be a great friend of mine.

    My parents were hoping that Heather would become my BFF. I was too that is until I met Heather. She ran into her room screaming Japanese once I was introduced to her. I must have been delirious and tired because the brief time that I saw Heather, she actually looked like a girly Hunter. What the flip flop is Heather doing living with a Japanese family?

    My parents too saw it. Mr. Brock Wing came in with a multiracial (BLack & Japenese) set of fraternal 14 year old twins named Gia & Greg.

    Mrs. Wing asked me to play with Gia & Greg outside while our parents spoke.

    Greg says,"Payton, you look like a nice girl, Heather will warm up to you." Gia says,"Greg, we have to tell Heather's story." I replied, "I think I already know that Heather used to be my BFF Hunter." I added, "but I don't know why she lives with your family."

    Both Gia and Greg filled me in on the fact that then Hunter moved there with his then parents 6 years ago. The Wings befriended then Hunter and his parents. Then Hunter's mom was dying from Cancer and their dad robbed a bank after catching Hunter dressing like a girl. Mrs Wing promised to raise Heather when her mom died. That year was a nightmare & shockingly Heather had to repeat 2nd grade.

    I was in tears. I asked Gia to teach me some Japanese. I walked in the house & in Japanese I asked Mrs. Wing if I could speak to Heather. My parents plus Gia's & Greg's were apprehensive. Next thing I know Gia tells me that Heather is waiting for me in her room.

    Heather says, "Payton, I'm sorry about earlier, I was afraid despite what my mom thought, you wouldn't be my friend."

    I hug Heather and we both cry.

    I said, "Heather, I want you happy and if being Heather makes you happy, I'll be happy too. I shouldn't be saying this but I wanted to kiss you at your 7th birthday party, and if like me, you also liked girls, I would kiss you now because youre a very hot girl."

    Heather smiles and says, "who would have suspected that we both would be bisexual or lesbian girls?"

    About 5 minutes later, we were invited to eat dinner. It was such a great reunion. The next Monday, Heather asks me to attend summer school with her. After a lot of hard work over the next 14 months, we got bumped up to high school to start on time.

    We both resumed being best friends and we knew neither of us were ready to date anyone. The Wings asked that we wait until we were 16 until we considered dating.

    On Heather's 15th birthday, Gia convinced our parents to let us date.

    On her 16th birthday, Heather had bottom surgery and was fully the female that she was meant to be.

    On the night of our High School Graduation, Heather was finally ready to make love to me. I had been wanting to do more than kiss, gives massages, and rub our breasts but i waited for her. We went all the way that night.

    On Valentine's Day (of this year and our freshman year in college), I asked Mr Wing if I could marry Heather. He jokingly asked what took me so long. He gave me his blessings to ask her.

    We're going to Japan for Spring Break & I already have bought the ring.

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    # 64614 - by Payton / March 20, 2023
    • - Out of the Closet -
    Gay Male / 49

    Finding Out Which Way I Swung Was The Best Part Of It All

    between college and college, I took a year off to orient myself. That was the excuse. The reality was that I was invited by a friend to go with him to Utah and work at a ski resort for the winter season. He told me stories about the girls there, the snow bunnies, and every one was horny. I was 20 and making a some money and getting laid wasn't a bad deal.

    After we got there I wasn't hired by the company he worked for. They were full, didn't have any openings. Kids came from every state and after I was there I was told that you had to sign up and apply a year in advance. I was out of luck. While he was surrounded by snow bunnies, I got a job in town working as a barback for minimum wage and looking for a room and roommates.

    The guys all around were loud and proud and talked all about them getting laid. I couldn't meet anyone, the hours, the bar itself didn't attract anyone worth meeting. One of the waiters at the bar, Josh was from Maryland, told me if I wanted I could room with him, it was 35 a week, splitting the rent. I got my things and moved in there, I got the mattress by the bathroom, he had the mattress by the window, an old run down motel.

    Josh walked out the bathroom totally naked, he stood for a minute facing the mirror on the door of the bathroom and went back to getting dressed. I watched as he pulled up his briefs, his dick pitching up as he pulled them up, then laying in his briefs like a big chili pepper. I still don't know what happened next but it happened and I was over there sucking on him like my life depended on it. I stroked him, rubbed his dick on my face, sucked him, my dick getting hard in my boxers. Josh stood and accepted it and asked if I was queer. I told him I didn't think so, but apparently so.

    Josh was queer and we were soon taking turns giving blowjobs and stroking each other and going for it. The more we made out, the more we sucked each other, the more we fucked the better it got. While my friend was up at the resort with the snow bunnies I was down in town with Josh getting laid myself, if you call Josh giving it to me as getting laid. I that sense, who was lucky?

    When the season was done, and the chips had to be counted, I had a total of 103 dollars to my name. My friend was going home with over 1500, and stories of snow bunnies he had banged and got away with. To each his own, sure I was broke, broken in is a better description. Josh and I never did hook up again, not after I went back to school. But what I learned during that year was worth all the anguish and lack of making money. A man's got to know which way he goes, and I learned that my way wasn't with snow bunnies.

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    # 64585 - by Xerxes / March 19, 2023
    - Out of the Closet -
    Straight Female / 75+

    Fucking My Great-grandson

    I'm 93 years old and I still enjoy being fucked. My great-grandson is 17. His cock is almost 8 inches long, and I often cum when he's ramming it up my tight c**t. Before he fucks me, he always lick me off to make my c**t wet. I have an exceptionally long and sensitive clit, and his tongue drives me crazy.

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    # 64290 - by Nora / March 2, 2023
    • - Out of the Closet -
    Lesbian Female / 55

    We Have Had Another Girlfriend

    I went to work at a large company after graduation into their internal audit department. The department consisted of 15 staff, two supervisors and a director. I was paired up with a girl a year a head of me, and we were supervised by a senior. Over the weeks and months that followed I developed a deep crush on my partner. My first ever girl crush. She also excited the men in the department, but she didn't date anyone at work.

    I rented a one bedroom for six months when I moved to the city for my job and I didn't like where it was and wanted to move at the end of my lease. My partner was in a run down two bedroom house in the old city and she offered to rent me the other room for less than the apartment. It was a two bedroom one bathroom, no central heat or air, a dirt driveway, but at least we could get both cars off the street.

    My crush got stronger and stronger, so strong that she made observations. But she didn't date, she turned down everyone. I didn't date either, all I had on my mind was being with her, I didn't care if we were at the laundromat together, as long as we could be together. One day she got out of the shower and she called through the door for me to bring her a towel, they were folded and still on the couch in the living. I think that was the very first time I saw her completely naked, saw purposedly, standing tall and sinewy, her hair wet, both upstairs and downstairs, her long legs and thin arms. "Don't tell me, you like pussy".

    The ice was broken she told me she liked pussy but she wanted to get married one day and have a house and a dog and three children. When and if she met Mr. Right she would go out with him, but she didn't want any of the losers she met at work. She was easy to talk to, now that the ice was broken, I confessed that she was my only crush ever, and I went to bed wishing I was with her. For purely purposes of proving me wrong, she opened her legs for me and I tasted the forbidden fruit for the first time.

    It was her first time too, and we did it again, only this time with some earlier kissing and rubbing, and we both tasted the forbidden fruit and fell asleep together. We didn't officially change into one bedroom, but I woke up with her every morning after that. It was a deep dark secret, don't ever tell anyone or I will kill you.

    She overheard this girl at work talk about this club where girls danced together. Because, she said, the guys were too aggressive. We went to check it out and we danced and danced until we couldn't dance anymore. Girls everywhere dancing, lights so low it was hard to see, but we swore we saw a lot of kissing and a lot of hands where they don't belong, not in public. In the ladies room there were girls kissing, girls sitting on the counter with another girl between her legs coping a handful of titty. If you weren't hot when you got there you were hot when you left, straight to bed, grabbing tits and ass and sticking your nose deep inside of her. We had stumbled on the one and only lesbian dance place in the city.

    It was on New Year's eve later that year that midnight kisses were going around and we threw caution to the winds and embraced and kissed on the lips and didn't let go for a full minute. That night I told her, holding her face, that I loved her and she whispered in my ear that she loved me too. Of course, there we people we knew and they saw it go down and our secret was out of the closet.

    Life has a way of getting to you, the dream of a house in the suburbs, a dog and three children was strong and got stronger. We approved of the men that we married, it wasn't an accident that we picked very similar men and we were each other's Maids of Honor. We talked the next morning, losing our virginities to them on our wedding night, and getting pregnant. We had a plan, our plan, and that required husbands and marriage.

    So it's no wonder that after thirty years of marriage, three kids and several dogs later, we are still best friends ever, and when we have time to ourselves we fall into old habits and we do our loving together. The 'boys' as we call them, play golf and go offshore fishing. The 'girls' as they call us stay home and play peekaboo under the covers. We don't talk out loud about it, and our husbands have never talk to us about it. As far as the world knows, we are two middle aged friends, with benefits, but only we know that.

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    # 64263 - by Melanie / March 1, 2023
    - Out of the Closet -
    Bi-Sexual Male / 27

    Let It Happen

    I gave my ass up to another man. I had broken up with my girlfriend after learning she was sleeping with another dude. I was down and emasculated. I went to an old adult book store that I would visit before were dating. I’ll admit that I would occasionally let men suck my cock there. I am young, small and fit so it always seemed like the older dudes wanted to suck me. This time I just went in and was going from stall to stall aimlessly until a big, muscular dude waved me into one. He pulled my shorts down and started stroking me. I’m not sure why but I just turned around and bent over. He said “Oh fuck yeah” and licked my asshole. I heard him spit and then felt his cock pushing searching for my hole. He found it and he pushed it in me. I grunted through the pain and it only took him about ten strokes to howl and cum in my ass. He kissed my back, rubbed his cum around my asshole a little then pulled his shorts up and left. Now I find myself feeling better thinking about her fucking someone else if I’m letting some dude fuck me. Probably to much too soon because my ass hurts but it helps me not think about her.

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    # 64113 - by Self loather / February 22, 2023
    - Out of the Closet -
    Gay Male / 36

    My First And Second Seductions

    Some backstory, I went off to college a virgin. I had no sexual experiences, not even kissing. I was an introvert, a decent enough student, a homebody and didn't participate in outdoor or sports activities. I never had a girlfriend. During my first semester I went to a movie alone one night during the week, the auditorium was pretty empty as it was not a popular movie.

    A man came and sat next to me, and the next thing I know he is rubbing my leg with his hand and then he puts his arm around my chair. He put his arm around my shoulder and pulled me to him and started kissing me, first on the face and then the lips. I was too scared to do anything. He reached over with his other hand to grab me and start felling me up. He let out his penis which was already hard and pulled my face down and using his hand lined his penis up with my mouth until I opened my mouth and he held my head while I sucked him. I got excited and he had to hold me back and took me outside with him to his car where he sucked me and placing me in the right position penetrated me and completed himself.

    I went back to my dorm room walking slowly, not sure as to what had just happened. I lay on my bed for hours thinking of the whole event, from the moment he sat beside me until he pulled out and I felt a cold wetness over my ass. I leaked all night, not a lot, just enough that I was constantly having to dry myself with my underwear. I masturbated the next morning, and the visions of him kissing me in the movie theatre and later fucking me brought me to the most intense orgasm I had ever had.

    For the rest of my time at college I masturbated two or three times a day, always remembering that night at the movies. I finished college and got a job working for tractor dealership in their finance department. I had to wear a tie, but not a suit, the pay was reasonable but not great, but they did offer insurance. From my family's point of view I had a good job. A shift foreman stopped by to say hello when I was there, and sometimes he brought in his coffee to sit and chat with me. He was the only one who paid attention to me, the rest of the staff was polite but distant. One evening, it was getting on closing time and he invited me to join him for Mexican food.

    We went to quiet restaurant and we talked and he reminded me that he was divorced and lived alone and invited me to come over and see his place. His apartment was neat enough, but not a home, no pictures on the wall, nothing on the side tables, the bathroom had one towel. I noticed things like that. In his bedroom he asked me if I wanted to kiss. Hey, we're alone aren't we, and he came up to me and kissed me. He held me when he kissed me, I didn't know where to put my hands, hanging by my side. He kissed me some more, this time holding my face, and then grabbing my crotch with his hand. I did what I did back in college, I just let him do what he wanted, I didn't stop him or talk. The more he kissed me the easier it was for him to put me on the bed.

    This time it wasn't in a car, and he undressed me and himself and we were totally naked kissing and he was holding my penis in his hand. He bent down and kissed and put it in his mouth and used his tongue while he sucked me. His penis was hard, and he took my hand and put it on his penis and I grabbed it. That's when I surrendered completely and we ended up having sex like I did that day I went to the movies. But this time I enjoyed it, I didn't want him to let go of me, I wanted to feel him against my back. After a few minutes, not that long, he got aroused again and we had sex again, this time longer and slower and deeper. This time I answered him and told him I liked it. This time I let him kiss me for real, he turned me over onto my back, and he got between my legs and finished fucking me like that.

    Now I had no doubt, I wanted to be naked with him, and feel him naked beside me. I wanted to hold his penis, and I wanted to suck his penis. I wanted him to kiss me.

    I was gay, and both times I had sex was with older men. And for all the time that has passed that pattern has continued. I find older men much more attractive, I prefer their company and I like being naked with an older man. I always give myself to him, I am oral and want to kiss and I like holding his penis and giving him oral sex. I haven't told anyone, other than the men I have sex with. I'm just getting older and I tell my parents and friends I just can't find a girl that suits me.

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    # 63982 - by Bruce / February 16, 2023
    - Out of the Closet -
    Bi-Sexual Male / 62

    Wondering

    I have often wondered about how many men would suck their own cock if it was possible. I have wondered this as I myself would and would do it often . I myself think most would if no one would ever know. .. This may make some guys mad but no guy i have ever talked too does not enjoy his cock to be sucked.

    Guys just be honest with yourself. So with thought in your minds how many guys will let a guy suck them off if no one else woulld ever know. I myself will and have. My mouth really enjoys a nice cock inside and feel it cumming.Guys should not judge other guts for their desires.
    Guess this is enough on this subject today

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    # 63981 - by Brian / February 16, 2023
    • - Out of the Closet -
    Lesbian Female / 18

    My Math Teacher, And My Attempt To Date Her...

    My high school teacher, whom for this post I will call Amanda, was my teacher in High School some years ago. Amanda was specifically our math teacher for most of high school.

    Amanda was one of those sorts of teachers who a few guys fantasized about when school was out, had I sometimes heard such guys admiring her to. She is rather pretty, a bit large all-around, but pretty, and also the one of the nicer teachers.
    Despite me being a girl, i found Amanda attractive as well, but i never spoke of it to anyone.

    There was always a biased against gays and lesbians in my school, even those merely fantasizing... I knew due to a friend of mine, Kelly, having to be pulled from the school due to the bullying they received.
    (I had been developing appreciation for women near the start of high school... the friend i mentioned, Kelly, had some magazines we both looked through. I was always quiet about it, but Kelly was a bit more... open about flirting with other girls her age, before beginning to be labeled a 'freak' in social circles. and no, never spoke of admiration for Amanda with her.)

    Throughout the years in High School, I found my mind wandering in Amanda's class as i always glanced at her 'features' whenever i could. Barely passed the first couple of years due to this, until i managed to learn to keep my mind focused on school work... it was hell, though. I had to, if i didn't want to be held back. That, and i nearly got glancing at Amanda several times.

    Fast forward sometime during summer while i was 16 (This was in 2017) while school was out, i had become curious where Amanda had lived, and what talking to her outside of school would be like, since i never had talked to her when she wasn't teaching class... It was something i wanted to find out, but i didn't want to act like a stalker...
    Thankfully, i wouldn't need to work to figure out her home, as i happened on her watering her garden in front of a random house one day while i was out on a random walk... (Always seem like it's when you give up, that these things happen!)

    First time i saw Amanda, I smiled and waved in greeting, and went on my way... but i started acting like a bit of a creep again, as i developed a habit of walking through her neighborhood somedays when i had to go out to get something from a store or elsewhere.
    One day, i sort of just paused to chat with her when i saw her, acting worried about math class once summer was over and school was starting again, but she kindly reassured me i'd be fine as long as i didn't slack off...
    I did approach her about 'math' a few other times throughout the season, asking for any tips about how to do better in school, etc...
    I did eventually grow bolder as summer went on, sometimes stopping to make small talk, about her garden, her interests, local events and happenings, just saying hello, my hobbies, etc... She was less intimidating to approach, as i begun to comprehend teachers are people outside of school, too.

    I figured Amanda was married and had a family for awhile, but it became apparent she was probably single, as i never saw any other cars, or saw anyone besides her entering or exiting that house.
    I tested my luck one day, asking for advice in finding the right kind of boyfriend, which she had plenty of snippets of advice... yet, i only paid attention to the part where she said 'she hadn't dated in awhile.' somewhere in there, with no mention of herself having been married...
    After that discussion, i walked away acting 'thankful', but my curiosity satisfied.

    A few months later in the Fall, i had been at home alone for a night as my parents were away, and had taken advantage of the opportunity to baked up some cookies using a special recipe my mother had... Made a whole dozen, stuck them in a box, wrapped the box up, and put a ribbon on it, with a silly 'secret admirer' note on it, and a tulip, and went out to leave it on Amanda's porch in the middle of the night.
    I thought it was a great idea at the time, but i was found out easily... and next time i spoke to Amanda a few days later, she brought up getting the g*ft, first acting clueless as to who 'gave her the cookies'... i thought i was undiscovered, but she pretty much said outright she recognized my handwriting... Which, in hindsight, i should have known would happen, since i'd been attending her class for so long, handing in handwritten answers to tests.

    Amanda wasn't offended, but she gently let me down, and just encouraged me to find someone else.
    She did, however, say she had been planning to quit teaching for a few years, saying she might become a florist. Once that happened, and i was 18, she'd reconsider...
    Fast-forward a couple years, she does just that and had quit to become a florist, and she is replaced by someone else in class the rest of the year... eventually, graduation comes up.

    I approached Amanda again after, and she said she's willing to try dating me now that it's legal. I write this, in excitement. Wish me luck...!!

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    # 63976 - by Juliette / February 16, 2023
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