'NCIS' season 12: Donna Kauffman recaps episode 4

Last week we got to swoon with our Young Ducky episode. Turns out I wasn't the only one having Man from U.N.C.L.E. flashbacks. Whew! For those who were either born too late to enjoy the adventures of Ilya Kuryakin and Napoleon Solo or simply want to walk down memory lane with our two dashing spies, turns out the entire series can be found on DVD. It's possible I might have sort of gotten a set for myself. All in the name of research, of course.

I also managed to confirm that there will be a new Man from U.N.C.L.E. motion picture out in 2015. Directed by Guy Ritchie, it stars Henry Cavill as Napoleon, Armie Hammer as Illya, Hugh Grant as Waverly, and a rumored David Beckham as … well, does it really matter? I'm so there! Due to premiere in August. (And, yes, it is set in the '60s, like the original.)

One additional note on last week's episode. Quite a lot of you very helpfully sent notes mentioning that Ducky's first name is Donald, and questioned my calling him Tommy. That was the name I thought I heard Young Ducky call himself in the first flashback, and assumed it was a middle name or some such and we'd learn about the significance later on. However, in the spirit of Getting Things Right, I was able to review the episode and discovered, indeed, he called himself Donny. Not Tommy. And it could have been SUCH a juicy story, but … there you have it.

Let's hope all goes well and I not only manage to hear things correctly, but that Mother Nature plays nice this evening as a raging lightning storm is unleashed here on my mountain as I watch and type … Yes, it truly is a dark and stormy night. I'm so original like that.

Let's get to our Murder of the Week, shall we?

Our show opens with a slew of previously's that all center around this year's Big Bad, Sergei Mishnev, ending with our man Gibbs saying, "Not if I get him first." Ruh-roh. But we begin this episode with two park police cops working a park just off the Mall. They encounter a woman seated on a bench and announce the park is closed, dangling cuffs in case she wants to put up any resistance. Yeah, we all know where this is going. We see the blood running down her back, and our cop sees she's holding on to a wire that has been used to cut and strangle her. She won't be putting up any fight, seeing as she's dead. Or is she?! Just as our park policeman is telling his partner to call in a murder, she opens her eyes. And it's not even our Halloween episode yet! He goes to help her with the wire and her eyes widen as she rasps out, "Don't … touch me." We pan down to see her blood-splattered research laboratory employee tag hanging from her lanyard.

Episode title: Choke Hold

Indeed.

Roll awesome opening credits, then shoot straight to the Super Special Agent Bull Pen, where our Timmy McGee is flipping through an issue of the Maxim-like GSM magazine as Tony is perched behind him, running his usual acerbic commentary. As Tim reads off answers to what we assume is a questionnaire with "No. No. Maybe." I am struck once again at just how svelte our Special Agent DiNozzo has become. He's looking quite dashing in his suit and tie, which is a good thing since I think we meet the woman who will spark his interest … and a few other things this season … on tonight's episode. (See, I told you this was the perfect season for a romance author to recap! Romance is in the air at NCIS. I'm a fan.)

Tim finishes skimming what turns out to be a Sexy Moves in the Bedroom list and agrees with Tony that, yep, they have to be made-up. Tony corrects him with, "I didn't say made-up. I said exotic." Tim glances over. "So you've heard of these things?" We get the DiNozzo Smile. "Not just heard of them, McGoo." Tim, never knowing when to let something go, pursues with, "No. 6? Really?" The DiNozzo Smile grows. "Want me to tell you about No. 6?" That Tim has to think about it for even a second before saying no should surprise us, but ... yeah. No. Then, in even truer McGee style, he changes his mind and says yes. Oh, Timmy. Tony starts out with a "It was a long time ago. In France. I was young. Innocent. Flexible." Heh. And we're pretty much just waiting for Gibbs to come in and interrupt us before we get to the good part. Which … he doesn't. Bishop does.

She tells them they don't have to stop talking, that she's not the sex police. Tony is all, "Well, yeah, you kinda are." She reminds them that she's married and having more sex than both of them combined, and when Tony tries to shut that down, she finally makes me really like her by saying, "Give me that magazine, smartass." Snatching it out of their hands, she runs down the list with all yeses, one no, making Tim boggle. "Even No. 6?" She shrugs and starts in on the story, only now Gibbs shows up and ... darn it! Just when it was getting good, Jethro!

"Navy research scientist attacked in the park." Magazine in trash can, coat grab, elevator stride. And they all scramble to catch up. Quintessential Gibbs. And it never gets old.

Cue the scene of the crime. We learn from the two park policemen that our researcher is now a murder victim for real. She tried to keep anyone from moving her, but she was going to die, so they moved her. "And that's when it got ugly," our park policeman says. "Nobody saw the device."

The team spies Ducky already at the emergency vehicle that still contains the body, and Gibbs heads that direction. There are two body bags. One for the body. And one … yeah. For the head. It's gruesome and I'm a wimp, so I need to block the part of the screen where we have to see the bloody neck stump. Feel free to fill in the mental details on your own. Bishop comments on Rule No. 2 being Always Wear Gloves, but there's so much blood — "Rain gear," McGee supplies. Gah. Gibbs is curious how it happened, and Tony stands up with the wire garrote, which is sporting some kind of device attached to it, along with an even more gruesome piece of research scientist. Gibbs notes that it's a remote device, meaning someone else made the wire tighten to the point of decapitation. It jammed, which was why she was still alive, but when they moved her, it started up again, and … rain gear. A somewhat too-gleeful-for-my-liking Tony starts to compare the situation to the movie The Counselor and goes into just enough detail, while we pan back to the headless body, to ensure that my dreams will not be fun ones this evening — thanks, Show! — before we finally, mercifully return to Ducky and Gibbs, who comment that whoever did this wanted the death to be slow and brutal in order to send a message. I think we can all agree that … message received!

Back at the office, Bishop is talking to our research scientist's boss who, like me, wants nothing to do with the crime scene photos. What he does want is her laptop and notes back as they have a trial run to perform that day. Aww. Such a sentimental fool. No, no, you take a moment to collect yourself, Old Doc, being so obviously overwrought by her loss as you are. We learn that the technology they are testing is laser oriented, only not weapons based. McGee launches into what he knows about using lasers for data transfer, and at the surprised look from Old Doc, says, "Johns Hopkins. And MIT." Bishop shoots him a "Humble brag, much?" and you know, our friendship, mine and Bishop's, is deepening by the moment. As it happens, Old Doc is a Cal Tech man, sworn enemy of MIT'ers, so … no brownie points for smarmy McGee. Bishop notes that both of their mascots are beavers … HA! Aaaand the BFF circle is complete.

We move on and learn that our poor, horrifyingly Headless Research Scientist is from Russia, parents died young, raised herself, moved to the U.S. So, we have the Big Bad connection now. Or we're getting there anyway. No friends, no social life, but she has maintained a professional rivalry with her old BFF lab partner, who remained back in Russia.

Cut to the Abby Lab, where she is working with the mechanical garrote and shearing off mannequin heads in the name of research. In comes Gibbs, prompting Abby to explain that it's a cool instrument, if only it had a different usage. "Bike lock," Gibbs says, brief smile. Ah, the Gibbs we love. Again, thank you, Show, for bringing back the balance with the light and the dark, most especially with Leroy Jethro. It's such a pleasure to see the full range of his character back again, thus making his harder edges that much more stark and outstanding when they do come to the fore. Abby explains that the entire unit is custom built right down to the alloy wire that is almost impossible to cut. Gibbs comments that it's not the perfect killing machine if it broke down. Abby agrees that stumped her, too, but on further digging, she found a chemical film on some of the parts that turns out to be a type of cannabis. "He smoked grass?" Abby smiles. "If you grew up in the '60s, yes. And a lot of it." So he's a stoner, Gibbs says, making Abby's grin widen. "That term is actually still relevant." Our grins widen, too, but of course Gibbs just wants to know how it's relevant to the murder. Turns out if they can find the garrote designer's stash, she can match it.

We're interrupted by a call from Tony to Gibbs, telling him Director Vance wants them to meet him at the Pentagon posthaste. No word on why, but we shift to our meeting with the stern-as-always agency chief as he, Gibbs and DiNozzo stroll down a subterranean hallway in the Pentagon. Turns out DiNozzo has been brought along as the men's room hall monitor, as that is where Gibbs and Vance will be meeting Ms. SecNav. She apologizes for the meeting locale, then lets them know that a foreign embassy has come forward with intel on the death of our HRS. However, the real fun is going on in the hallway. We finally get our first glimpse of Special Agent Romantic Spark as she strolls out of the women's room only to find Tony lurking about in the hallway. She offers the other room up to him and he laughingly declines. "So … is that how you pick up women, then? Waiting outside the door?" He tells her he's just waiting on a friend. "My idea is better," she says. Aaaaand, spark! Someone who can out-DiNozzo DiNozzo? You've got me interested.

Up strolls our Russian Counselor Dude, the same one we saw in deep cahoots with Big Bad Sergei in the season opener. He regards Tony coldly as the guy who ran a mission without permission in his country, to which Tony counters, "It was a rescue mission. Help didn't seem to be coming from other quarters." Ms. SecNav opens the bathroom door and hustles Russian Counselor Dude and his aide in, prompting Special Agent Spark's eyes to widen as she looks back at Tony. "Was that the secretary of the Navy?"

We head back into the meeting. Russian Counselor Dude professes to be happy to see Gibbs after that unfortunate accident with his helicopter. "It was no accident," Gibbs says, advancing on the man in full-tilt penetrating glare. "It was a missile." SecNav reminds them that is not why they are there, and we move on. Come to find out HRS's BFF lab partner is missing and her lab scientist partner has been garroted in Russia. They think BFF is working for terrorists — Russian Counselor Dude claims the same terrorists who shot down Gibbs' helicopter — and that she is now in the States. They are in the humbling position of asking the U.S. for help in rounding her up. SecNav steps in before the tension escalates and states it will be a joint task force with the FBI.

Cue the hallway, where Agent Sparks is telling Tony that a top secret meeting in the Pentagon basement men's bathroom "is downright sexy." M'kay. Tony tries to parlay their banter into getting her name and phone number, just as SecNav comes out and … introduces Sparks as Special FBI Agent Pendergast, who — you guessed it — will be the other half of that joint task force she was talking about.

We return from commercial break to find our team in MTAC wondering why they have to meet in there, just as Sparks (it's more fun than Pendergast) strolls in and proves she's about to strike all kinds of sparks, and not all of them "sexy." We learned from Bishop that Special Agent Sparks — SAS, which also fits — was a former deputy U.S. Marshal turned terrorist specialist and now FBI manhunter who "always gets her man," she says, striding in. "Got a question, Gumby?" she directs to McGee, and my liking of her dips. There is a little banter, a little tension-of-a-different-kind subtext with Tony, then in strides Gibbs and we're mercifully all business. I want to like her, but I'm still polling the jury on that.

SAS gives a brief rundown of our Russian BFF, all of which they know, so she's all, "Hey, I was handed this case an hour ago. I showed you mine, show me yours, then we can kick down some doors." Or something like that. Gibbs is, as you'd expect, not impressed. And my jury pool is dwindling rapidly. I get the whole badass female agent shtick, but that's the problem. It's coming across as stereotype shtick. Nothing original here. I hope it improves soon. Gibbs throws the ball to his team. Tim starts with his background check showing she was a model citizen and nothing they've dug up yet shows any hints of terrorist leanings. SAS tells Gibbs their orders are to hunt her down. "As a suspect. Not prey," he reminds her. This doesn't slow her down. She knows they have to know something they're not sharing.

We cut to Abby Lab and SAS coming in on Gibbs' orders, saying he mentioned he thought they'd get along, only SAS admits she might have detected some sarcasm. Abby notes the rabbit's foot hanging on SAS's belt, mentioning that was likely what tipped him off. "Not a hunter then?" Abby shakes her head. "The opposite." SAS's eyes widen. "A breeder?" Confused, Abby is all, "No," then turns to her work. Jury pool getting smaller by the scene. I know we're supposed to be some combination of charmed and bemused, and I want to like her, but … it's not working for me quite yet. OK, at all. But I remain open-minded. All right, all right. I try to remain open-minded.

Abby finds a message sent to our HRS from Russia, detailing a meeting. Special Agent Spark notes that HRS was apparently headed to that meeting — wow, no pun intended — meaning that her BFF lured her to her death. A disappointed Abby concurs. Cue Special Agent Bull Pen where a grinning DiNozzo mentions how much he likes SAS prompting Bishop to tell him he's being used to get close to SAS's prey. Heh. We switch back to story and Tony finds out that BFF was actually stuck in the security line at the airport when the attack was happening, making it less likely it was her. Tim spies a call coming in to HRS's phone from the same source as the one Abby traced. Bishop tells Gibbs that she and McGee wonder if perhaps BFF is actually running from something and was trying to get hold of HRS for help, not to kill her. If she's trying to defect, Russia won't want what she knows to get into U.S. hands, so they frame her for murder, both her partner back in Russia and the HRS. Bishop thinks maybe she's guessing NCIS has HRS's phone and is calling as a way to come in, to defect. "Or we show up and she's strapped to a bomb," Tony tosses out, still clearly in tandem with Special Agent Sparks' mind-set. Gibbs says they're going to the meeting, leaving Tony behind. He wants to know if they should alert FBI. Gibbs is all, "No," and Tony's all, "What if she asks?" and he retorts as he does the elevator stride, "Make something up. She's your girlfriend." Tony grins, then calls out, "Wait, did she say something?" Classic.

The bar where the meeting is set is in full bar mitzvah partying swing. The trio spies BFF at the bar throwing back the drinks. "Time to test your theory," Gibbs tells them. Gibbs and Bishop sit at a short distance and Tim moves in. The two do some special agent doublespeak as he feels her out on whether she is defecting or, you know, killing. He shows her his badge, she shows him her bomb. You know how it is. Gibbs moves in, we learn she is seeking asylum, she didn't kill anyone … and she has to use the ladies. Her "bomb" is a calculator taped to a phone or some such and Gibbs takes her bag as they move away from the bar as a unit. Revealing a disheveled woman at the end of the bar avidly watching them, then getting up to follow. So, it's going to be that kind of party.

Cut to headquarters and DiNozzo giving SAS the full company tour, ending at the Most Wanted wall, none of which can be fooling her for a second. They discover a shared love for TV detective shows, and no, she's not fooled. We shift back to the ladies room where Bishop is babysitting our defecting BFF. We spy our disheveled bar babe in a stall, cradling her little garrote toy, just waiting to use it. She exits the stall just as Gibbs bursts in and tells them to hurry it up. Garrote Girl brushes by him, all nonchalant, but Gibbs sprints after her, because he smells marijuana. Garrote Girl uses her toy to bind up the handle on the exit door, allowing her to get away. And we fade to black and white.

We come back from commercial to Gibbs and BFF in interrogation. She claims she doesn't know who the woman in the bathroom was, but she knows she's working for our Big Bad, Sergei. She says Sergei came to her in a café the week prior asking her to work with him in the private sector, but not telling her on what. She knew it was shady and wants Gibbs promise he'll let her stay in the U.S. Gibbs shows her the photo of her lab partner in Russia. BFF says they were both approached the same day with the same offer and both turned it down. Gibbs notes that only her partner ended up dead and she says she had to take the job or she'd be next, but that she was working toward defecting the whole time and didn't kill anyone. She wants to know when she can talk to the U.S. consulate, and Gibbs reminds her that murder suspects don't get citizenship. She needs to help them find the real killer if she wants freedom and safety. (I have to insert here that just becoming a U.S. citizen doesn't keep her safe by default. Surely Sergei's reach extends inside our borders. He could still have her killed. We know Russian Counselor Dude is in the U.S., and he's in cahoots, so he could arrange it, surely.) Our BFF points the finger in his direction as well.

Speak of the devil, we move to an office with SecNav, Vance and our Russian Counselor Dude. They swap insults for a bit, then cut to the chase. If, in fact, BFF is not the killer, then Counselor Dude is delighted. He'll have a plane waiting to safely take the two of them back home, and to please bring her there. Vance is still playing coy on whether they have her or not, but RCD isn't having any part of that. He plans to tell his superiors that he has the full cooperation of NCIS, knowing they won't want to make an international incident out of what should be a simple exit of two Russian citizens. He would be right. Vance is fired up to know who leaked their BFF rescue to RCD. So many acronyms, I know, but we need to keep this moving along. Gibbs would tell you to keep up.

Back in the corridor, we get some more DiNozzo-SAS action. He actually steers her into interrogation, saying they missed that as part of their earlier tour, then makes it clear from the intel he's gathered on her that NCIS think she's the one who leaked their BFF grab to the Russians. She's not amused at being accused of treason and goes more full-tilt Special Agent Badass, including getting right up in DiNozzo's face. He calmly tells her he believes her, but needs her to give him the info he's asking for so everyone else does, too. This takes her back a teensy step — not much, but I'll take what I can get — and her explanation leads to the revelation of a challenging relationship with her father, which Tony knows more than a little about given his own. The bond deepens, but the moment is short-lived as they trade prey-and-hunter barbs regarding the BFF and she stalks out.

Cue SAS taking custody of BFF, presumably to transport her to the waiting plane, even as she protests mightily that she has value and will be killed if they send her back. The car leaves as Bishop rushes in to tell Gibbs and Vance that they identified Garrote Girl. Because they can prove BFF is in danger, Bishop believes they can bring her back. Vance disagrees, given the agreement they made. Gibbs suddenly has a plan and tells Bishop to send the info to DiNozzo and McGee as he rushes for the elevator. We cut to the car where BFF is pleading, but though SAS is sympathetic, she tells BFF she's not worth starting a war over. SAS notes they are being followed and changes course to determine if her suspicion is correct. She takes a call from Tony, who tells her to stay in the car, that he's following Garrote Girl, who is following them. Just as GG approaches what looks to be the empty FBI car, she spies Tony and McGee, tries to flee, but they corner her in her car. Realizing she's done for, she uses her little toy on herself. Oh … yay. I'm just going to stay up tonight. Sleep is highly overrated anyway. While I'm being all squeamish, BFF wants to know how Garrote Girl knew she was being transferred. I think we all know there is only one other person who could be setting this up. Say it with me now: Russian Counselor Dude.

Back at the bull pen, there is much arguing between BFF, SAS, and Tony, but Gibbs cuts through all of it saying they have Garrote Girl's body and her SUV, so they might have the evidence they need to prove BFF warrants asylum. Gibbs strides away as Tony takes a call from Vance, who wants Gibbs … who continues striding away. Tony tries to make an excuse but gets a dial tone. SAS makes a snide comment, then Gibbs barks for her to accompany him, clearly startling her a little. Heh. More of that, please. We move to Ducky and the history of berserkers (don't ask), then another exchange of marijuana lingo, as he meets SAS and tells Gibbs that he is certain Garrote Girl is the killer, which we already know, but can't tell them who she worked for. In comes Abby, who is no more pleased with seeing SAS there than I am, and tells them she too can confirm Garrote Girl as the killer of both of the other victims. Gibbs directs her to the SUV findings and we learn that there is nothing there to connect her to Russian Counselor Dude. She has determined that Garrote Girl was a longtime pro and, as SAS helpfully provides, Russian Counselor Dude is no dummy, so … "We need more time," Abby says. In walks SecNav informing them that is the other thing they don't have. Without proof tying Counselor Dude to the murders, and given they have proved who the murderer actually was, BFF has to go back to Russia.

We move to the garage where, once again, a car is waiting, only this time we get Russian Counselor Dude in person. It's Gibbs alone striding from the elevator — a lot of striding going on this episode. I'm a fan. RCD wants to chat, and Gibbs smiles and says, "Tell Sergei I said howdy." RCD is all, "What makes you think we're pals?" Prompting Gibbs to step in real close and oh-so-very-steely with the "You lied. You're lying right now." RCD is all, "Hey, I'm on your side against Sergei. I had nothing to do with the deaths. How can I prove that to you?" Gibbs merely does that nod-and-look-even-closer thing, saying nothing at all. RCD knows he's getting nowhere and tries to hand Gibbs his card. "Perhaps next time?" We get that delicious doesn't-reach-the-eyes smile and, "I know where to find you." Nice bookend to the previously's that opened the show.

Elevator opens and SAS exits with BFF, who takes one look at RCD and goes full-tilt refusal, finally going so far as to pull SAS's gun and aim it at RCD, telling him in Russian she's not going back. DiNozzo and Gibbs have their weapons trained on her now, as Gibbs tells her not to do it, then orders Tony to stand down. RCD begins to panic as Gibbs talks to BFF in Russian, telling her they will get this man, that he will not get away with it. (Won't RCD also understand Russian?) RCD continues to panic, pushing SAS to yank out her backup piece and shoot BFF twice, seemingly in each shoulder (to my untrained eyes, anyway.) So … was that designed to not kill her, but to keep her in the country a little longer, as she convalesces, buying them more time? I mean, seems a little extreme, but it probably beats what BFF had waiting for her back in the mother land.

Tony is demanding to know why SAS did what she did. "My job." As Gibbs checks on BFF, who we are to presume, given his lack of demand for help, is dead. He turns on RCD, fired up like only Gibbs can get, as RCD stutters that he will tell his consulate that the Americans helped, that BFF was dangerous after all, but given her death, she is no longer a concern. Gibbs' expression is a mix of anguish and ferocity as RCD is all defensively, "It didn't have to end like this." He leaps in his car before Gibbs decides to finish what BFF started, and … come on … please tell me this is all a setup so that not only will BFF be able to stay in the U.S. without creating an incident between the two countries, but that they also won't be hunting her down on our soil, either. Brilliant really. But … she needs to get up first.

Instead, we get what looks like the forensics after a shooting and SecNav striding in, all incredulous that they let this happen. Gibbs gets confirmation that RCD has left the Navy Yard, prompting him to open the side door to the emergency vehicle behind him, revealing Ducky and a very much alive BFF discussing the best way to make fake gunshot wounds look real. SecNav looks to Gibbs, who is all, "You said to give the Russians what they wanted. We did." They share a brief, knowing smile.

Then we're down in the evidence room where Tony, suit jacket slung ever so hunkily over one shoulder, is questioning SAS on how it was she happened to have blanks in her spare gun. "Hunter knows weapons to use to get the job done." (Enough with the hunter thing, Show.) So Tony wasn't in on it, but is surefire impressed with the result. And with SAS. I'm not sure I could put a jury together at this point, and I admit I'm disappointed at the heavy-handedness of the characterization, but … maybe she'll grow on me. I'd like that to happen, seeing as I'm the one championing Tony's return to regular single adult male life. But … really, Show? The two get into a pissing contest doubling as charming banter over who did what to whom and why, both half-smiling as they do, while Bishop and McGee edge into the room, observing the two go at it. Tony ends their tête–à–tête with a second attempt to get her phone number. "You're the detective," she says, smiling as she strolls out. "You know what Tony is spelled backwards," he calls out to her retreating back. "Why not. Think about it." Seriously with the classic DiNozzo. Sometimes it grates as skewing too childish, but tonight, it works for me.

After her exit, McGee observes that no way would Gibbs leave Tony out of the loop on their fake shooting plan. "He didn't," Tony tells them. HA! "So why the fighting with her?" Bishop wants to know. Tony grins. "She fights back." He pauses, looks briefly concerned, then adds, as if somewhat surprised by the revelation, "I have a type."

Aaand, boom. It's working for me from his end. Great loop around from past to present, too. I'm trying to remember how I felt about Ziva when she began. Here's hoping they give SAS more depth next time we meet up with her.

All in all, another splendiferous week with Gibbs and crew. Turning out to be quite the season! So glad the show has found its oh-so-smooth groove again after a season where the writers and storylines were sent scrambling by the last-minute departure of Ziva.

Let's keep the good vibes going, shall we? Last week I put a copy of one of my recent releases, Half Moon Harbor up for grabs, which is currently out in trade paperback (the big size) and will debut with a spiffy new cover look on Nov. 4 in mass market paperback (regular size). But what's a spiffy new book without a spiffy canvas book tote to go with? I know! Not nearly as cool, that's what. And the winner of the signed book and the spiffy tote bag is … Mariska Hadienns!! Congratulations, Mariska! E-mail me at donna@donnakauffman.com with an address, and your book and tote will go right out to you.

Never fear, all you Not-Mariskas! The giveaways, they continue. I mean, we're all TV-watching besties now, and what's the good in having a TV BFF who happens to be an author if she can't score you some free book swag, knowhatImean?

This week, I've got a copy of my current release, Sandpiper Island, and some fabulous bookmark charm swag designed by the amazing Joyce Taber of The Cotton Thistle. Want in? Drop me an e-mail to donna@donnakauffman.com with "Sandpiper Island AND a bookmark charm? Pick me!" in the subject line and you're all set! Of course, I love to hear your take on the episode, so please feel free to include all the dish you'd like! I'll announce the winner right here in next week's recap. Don't forget to check back to see if it's your name in digital lights.

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