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Monday, September 17, 2018

Exclusive Excerpt from HEADSPACE by T.E. Hodden! #PNR #Romance


HAPPY BOOK BIRTHDAY TO
HEADSPACE!


HeadSpace
by T.E. Hodden
Release Date: September 17, 2018
Publisher: Roane Publishing

Keywords: Romance, sweet, clean, psychological, surreal, Novella Niblets


Any last thoughts?


A few seconds ago I was pushed down some stairs.

A heartbeat ago my head struck cold stone.

Somewhere out there, I am fighting for my life.

But I'm stuck in here, the echo chamber of my thoughts, fighting to hold on, fighting my way back through my memories, my friendships, and my mistakes.

Because, somewhere out there is a woman I should have said three words to, and I have no intention of letting go until she hears the truth.

Dying is easy. Are you ready to live?



~~~oOo~~~

EXCERPT:

I walked her home. We bought take away coffees, and walked slowly, sipping our drinks, talking about... I don't know what, because all I could hear in my head was the endless loop of, Oh God, Oh God, what do I do when she works out I'm an idiot?
We had been walking for fifteen minutes before she stared at her coffee and then at me, her expression sagging.
“Oh bugger a nun!Er...” She cleared her throat. “I just remembered I'm lactose intolerant.”
“You forgot?” I tried to hide my panic under a smile. “Are you okay?”
“Yeah.” She threw the coffee in the trash. “I'm going to have deadly wind and a crawling stomach, but I'm probably not going to throw up.”
“Probably?” I asked.
“I'm nervous too,” she complained, breaking into a laugh. “Sorry.”
“Are you okay?” I blathered, in a bit of a panic. I grabbed her hand tight, as though I might suddenly be able to sense her illness through a healing touch. She did not seem to mind. “Did I buy the wrong coffee? I didn't mean to poison you.”
“No. I wasn't thinking and I just forgot.”
“How?”
Her smile turned coy and knowing, in a way people didn't smile at me. She put a hand on my cheek and guided me to kiss her lips. It was my first, so it was awkward and clumsy, but...apparently not awkward or clumsy enough to scare her off.
I saw her every night that week. Our first real date was to the seaside, so she could play the arcade games. Her driving lesson had not gone well, and she took out her frustrations on the digital enemies with button mashing and swearing.
“Bloody Hell!” I chuckled.
“Die! You cold sore riddled, festering foreskin!”
“What did they do to you?”
“They are invaders from another world, they deserve to feel my wrath!” She snarled. “Well, mostly because that stupid git who almost hit me on the roundabout can't! And my Dad!” Her knuckles went white as she punched the fire button. “If I could zap Dad I would, that feckless little runt! But, I can't, so these little alien buggers will pay! Argh! You bloody peggers!”
The screen flashed red. Game Over.
Purged of her anger, she curled into my arms, her cheek red hot against mine.
We sat on the beach, watched the waves crash in, and listened to music on shared headphones.
She considered the finger with which I stroked her wrists. “You know you are shaking?”
“I am?”
“Yeah.” She placed my hands on her side. “Do I make you that nervous?”
I didn't answer.
“Let me guess...I'm so much more beautiful than all the other girls?”
“You are beautiful,” I agreed, “and there are no other girls.”
“I know.” She shrank back. “Why would you want anybody else?”
“I meant...” I could feel my words turning to a confession. “There haven't been any others.”
“Oh.” She shifted so we lay back, and she could rest her head on my chest. “Really?”
“You couldn't tell?”
She chuckled.
“And...”
“And?” She asked.
“And... I'm afraid to let this happen, when...” I closed my eyes. “You know that in a few weeks I'm not going to be around much?”
“Oh.” She smiled. “So, you are playing for keeps?”
That she had to ask, unsettled me. I drew back and mumbled an apology. She put her fingers over my lips.
“Are those the only reasons you are so scared?” she whispered.
“Well, that and any moment now you are going to realise I'm a dork, and—”
She giggled and put my hand on her cheek. “It's the good kind of scared right?”
It was.


ABOUT THE AUTHOR:

T. E. Hodden trained in engineering, and works in the rail industry. He writes as a hobby, when he is not walking the Kent coast, looking for forgotten nooks and crannies of history and folklore.

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Monday, September 3, 2018

Exclusive Excerpt from TRUTH a new #NA #Romance from Avery Woods!


HAPPY BOOK BIRTHDAY TO
TRUTH!


Truth
Life of Secrets 2
Publisher: Roane Publishing
Release Date: September 3, 2018

Keywords: Romance, contemporary, new adult, secrets, friendship

Sometimes you shouldn't ask questions you aren't prepared to hear the answers to...


Cori Winters life seems to be going according to the plan. While completing her PhD in Chemistry, Cori is offered a Research Fellowship, by one of the most accomplished Chemists in the Country. In addition, Cori has finally agreed to marry her long term boyfriend, Erik.

Abandoned at a young age, Cori has been told growing up that her biological mother has been MIA due to a severe illness. After a visit with her father, Cori discovers her dad sending a large amount of cash to an unknown woman. Cori decides to take matters into her own hands where she finally seek answers regarding her mother. However, sometimes secrets are better kept hidden.

After a childhood incident ruined any shot of Jesse having a relationship with his parents, he is finally glad to be living on his own, where he isn't constantly reminded of what happened. That is, until his seventeen-year old step sister, Bethany, confides in him that she's pregnant. Jesse vows to help Bethany, but what is the right choice to make when she wants to keep her pregnancy a secret? The truth is bound to come out.

Cori and Jesse grow closer, when Cori's fiancée attends a wedding in Italy. Cori and Jesse relate to one another, when each confides secrets of their own. However, when each reveal their secrets, will the other be able to handle the truth?


~~~oOo~~~

EXCLUSIVE EXCERPT!!

The situation with Bethany was worse than I thought. The last thing I thought she would tell me was that she is pregnant. This is definitely a problem I can't fix for her. Bethany is definitely not ready to be a mom. I grimace reflecting on how the other night went.

"Bethany? Is that you?" I whisper-yell to a black hooded figure sitting on rock. It's dark outside, and I can barely see, so I am hoping it's her.
"Yes, it's me." She turns around, and I can see her blonde hair sticking out under her hood. I sit down next to her on the rock. "What's going on?"
"I screwed up." She says it so quietly I almost don't hear her.
"I know you told me that, but I promise whatever it is we can figure it out. You know you can trust me."
Bethany starts silently crying, and I don't know how to comfort her because she hasn't told me what's going on. "I know I can trust you. I just don't want you to be mad at me."
I sigh. "I could never be mad at you. Have I ever been mad at you?"
Bethany hiccups. "No."
"So why would this time be any different?"
"Because this mistake isn't like all those other times. It's worse."
"Try me."
Bethany uses the arms of her sweatshirt to wipe away her tears. "I'm pregnant."
What? That was not what I was expecting. There is no way. Those were the absolute last words I expected to come out of her mouth.
"How?"
Bethany gives me the 'really?' look.
I shake my head. "I mean I know how, but I thought you weren't sexually active. How do you know for sure that you are pregnant? Did you go to the doctor's? Did you take a test?"
Bethany is silent for a few beats, and I know she is trying to keep her emotions in check. "I took six pregnancy tests and they all came back positive. I used different brands and even took them on different days, but they all came back positive."
"Does your dad or my mom know?"
"That's the problem. I can't tell them. They'll be furious."
"Well you won't be able to hide it from them for that much longer."
Bethany starts crying again. "I know that. Why do you think I am freaking out?"
I realize I am lecturing her like a parent, and I know that's not why she confiding in me. If she wanted a lecture she would have told her dad. However, the disappointment I feel is probably close to how a parent would feel.
Bethany is my step sister. I am nine years older than her, so in some ways I feel I have to look out for her. She is seventeen and still in high school.... 

~~~oOo~~~

ABOUT THE AUTHOR:

Avery Woods lives in beautiful, but sometimes rainy Vancouver, BC, Canada. In addition to writing, Avery Woods works as a full time Registered Nurse. When she's not writing or working as a nurse you can find her consuming books by the minute. Trust is her first book.

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Monday, July 9, 2018

#ExclusiveExcerpt from Asya in the Tilt of the World, a new #PNR #Vampires novel from Effie Molina


HAPPY BOOK BIRTHDAY TO
ASYA IN THE TILT OF THE WORLD!



Asya in the Tilt of the World
The Asya Trilogy
by Effie Molina
Release Date: July 9, 2018
Publisher: Roane Publishing

Keywords: Paranormal, Romance, Vampires, Same sex relationships, Polyamory

*Trigger warning: sexual assault

Asya Hart’s simple human existence ends forever the night she meets Christian and James, two beautiful vampires bonded to each other and united in their mission to find The One who is destined to Balance the Tilt of the World—in other words, heal humanity and the planet. When Asya is compelled to use a healing power she never knew she possessed on the Grandfather of the Blood Community, Christian and James are commanded to bring Asya into The Blood, and the prophecy is set in motion.

Asya learns that she and the rest of her family are all vampires, and that it wasn’t until her blood was raised that she became her full self. Asya is destined to save humanity, but she has no idea how she is supposed to do that! As if the expectations on her aren't daunting enough, she finds herself hunted, an unwelcome symbol of change within the vampire community. Vampires lifespans are linked with humanity: the more chaos and negativity within humans, the longer vampires live. Asya finds herself in the minority, a vampire who believes that working to heal humanity is the right and necessary thing to do, despite the personal consequences. There are those who don’t appreciate Asya's selflessness, and for them the solution is simple: get rid of her before her revolutionary ideas take hold.

In the midst of it all is love, and Asya struggles to not let it distract her. Christian and James are a bonded couple, and Asya has joined them. Asya is drawn to them in ways she has never felt before, but does she really have the luxury of first love? Asya finds herself on the crossroads. Who is she is in this new world? And can she truly be who people expect her to be?



~~~oOo~~~

EXCLUSIVE EXCERPT!

The limo made its way down Asya’s street, pulling up to the house. It was early yet, but the house was already in motion. She could tell, mostly because Stephen and Kat were out front, each holding a bunch of balloons in their hand with a large banner spread out between them.
“Oh, my God,” she said, as she read the banner.
WELCOME TO THE BLOOD
James and Christian began to laugh, so hard they had tears pouring down their face.
Asya was mortified. “I’m home,” she muttered.
As the limo came to a stop, Stephen and Kat ran over to them, preventing them from getting out as they stretched the banner out along the windows, dancing in circles with it around the car, whooping and yelling.
“Just so there’s no confusion,” James laughed, “this is not actually a ritual practiced for all those new to the blood.”
“No, that’s true,” Christian added. “You’re the lucky one!” he teased.
Asya rolled her eyes, but couldn’t help smiling at her family’s exuberance. It was something you could always count on. Loads of loads of energy and enthusiasm directed toward no good purpose.
When the fervor died down, James opened the door and Asya stepped out. Kat embraced her, stepped away slightly and grabbed both her hands in her own, swinging them back and forth.
“So, how are you? Are you well? You look well! I’m so excited for you!” she babbled on. “Do you like the banner and balloons? Here, they’re for you.” She handed Asya her bunch of black and red balloons. “We had so much fun getting them, I think everyone at BJ’s thought you got your period! Isn’t that hysterical?”
“Great,” Asya said, blanching.
“Let me help you with those,” James said affably, taking the banner and balloons out of her hands.
“This way,” said Kat, leading the group around the back of the house toward Stephen’s room. “Vivianna is still sleeping.”
Asya thought to herself how, for most people, it would be highly unlikely anyone
could have slept through that welcome. But for her mother? Well, it was not only possible, but probable. She had always been a night owl.
The five of them stepped into Stephen’s room, although studio would be a better descriptor. It was huge, with his bed in the far corner, sectioned off by a Shoji screen. To one side was a small kitchen, a long counter and stools separating it from a living area, complete with couches and all manner of entertainment equipment. A small hallway out of the room led to the bathroom and laundry room nearby.
The balloons were left free to wander where the drafts would take them, as Asya and Kat moved toward the couches.
James and Christian made to follow, and Stephen placed himself in their path.
“You’d better have been kind to Little One,” he told them, only half-joking.
“Don’t worry, we didn’t get near enough to her to show her our true kindness,” Christian drawled, winking.
Stephen guffawed. “You did make her of the blood, didn’t you?”
James answered diplomatically. “Yes, of course, but, you know, we didn’t—”.
Stephen interrupted him. “That’s impossible. You can’t have a sharing without sex. That’s unheard of.”
Asya felt her cheeks burn.
Kat turned to her. “Really?” she said, wide-eyed.
“It’s not that big of a deal,” Asya began quietly.
“Wow,” Stephen was flabbergasted. “Sharing without sex—who does that? Does anyone else do that?” He looked around at Christian, James and Kat. They all shrugged their shoulders and shook their heads. No, they didn’t know of anyone else who did that.
“Friday night, it all happened so quickly; and, well, Asya was in a daze when we left. I just didn’t feel comfortable imposing ourselves in that way…it was like we had given her roofies or something. It just didn’t seem proper,” explained James casually.
“I felt comfortable,” said Christian smiling. “But you know James is always right about these things.”
Asya sat in a state of shock. Is this really happening? Are they casually discussing the ins and outs, or lack thereof, of my level of intimacy with the boys? She started to feel annoyed, very annoyed.
“It’s just…weird.” Stephen turned to Asya, explaining. “Sharing and sex, it’s like peanut butter and jelly…like the Grateful Dead and tie-dye, Catholic girls and Catholic girls’ slutty school uniforms…”
Asya cut him off. “I get it. I didn’t know.”
“That’s okay,” Stephen told her, reaching over to place a hand on her shoulder. “Maybe you’re just not into guys.”
“Stephen! It’s not that, it’s just… Listen, my love life is not up for public consumption!” she yelled at him, pushing away his hand, irritated.
Stephen began to laugh. “Always the rebel, Little One!”
“We have all the time in the world.” Christian chimed in protectively. “There’s no reason she has to rush into anything.”
“I, for one, am glad you’re encouraging her to wait. She is my baby sister, and I’m sure over the next couple years she’ll grow up and feel ready,” said Stephen.
Asya looked up at him, aghast. He really believed that. He really did see her as a child. Behind the irritation at the whole situation, she had to admit it was somewhat endearing. As twisted as it was, Stephen had been a sort of father-figure for her.
"God help me," she muttered to herself. "It’s amazing I’ve made it this far."
Ever the honest man, James clarified for Stephen, “We’re not encouraging her to wait, Stephen. If you want to know the truth, we’ve been half out of our minds since Friday.”
“But keeping her alive and safe and well is the more important priority,” added Christian fervently. “Rest assured, she is our number one concern until she tells us she no longer wishes us to serve her.”
Stephen thought for a moment, “Oh-h-h. So, let me get this straight. I’m a little slow on the uptake. You do want my sister—you know, like want her—but you’re just being old fashioned or something?”
Kat scolded him. “For God’s sake Stephen, of course they want her! Half the room wanted her on Friday night, didn’t you notice? Clearly, you can’t see her as anything but your little sister, and I think that is very…sweet!” she said, tears filling her eyes. She crossed the room, wrapping herself around him to give a long, passionate kiss.
And long was the operative word. Asya squirmed in her seat. Home…it was peace
and torture, all wrapped up in one familiar package. James and Christian stepped around the couple and joined her on the couch.
~~~oOo~~~

About the Author:

Effie Molina has words crowding her head and occasionally untangles them into stories. Effie is a multi-racial, bi-identified woman living in Western Massachusetts. Effie enjoys exploring the human condition, speaking truth to power and striving to be consistently authentic and brave. She does this best while home with the love of her life, surrounded by kids and beasts. While not writing, she’s supervising a team of child protective social workers by day and dancing in an Afro-Cuban performance group at night.

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Monday, June 4, 2018

Exclusive Excerpt from MUST HAVE FAITH by Deborah Garland #Contemporary #Romance #SecondChance


HAPPY BOOK BIRTHDAY TO
MUST HAVE FAITH!



Must Have Faith
A Darling Cove Novel
by Deborah Garland
Release Date: June 4, 2018
Publisher: Roane Publishing

Keywords: Contemporary Romance, Novel, Series, Small Town, Family Drama, Runaway Bride, Reunion, Second Chance, Police, London


Greg Mallory isn’t the kind of man to wallow just because he was left at the altar. Not when there are plenty of women to help him forget his heartbreak. But as the only Mallory son he has an obligation to carry on the family name. When Greg’s runaway bride returns, his head tells him to keep his distance, but his body and heart are both begging for a second chance. 
 
Faith Copeland bolted out of Darling Cove with a shameful secret and stayed away for ten years thinking Greg Mallory would never forgive her. Coming home means facing her past and Greg. She just didn’t think he still had the power to make her melt after all this time. 
 
One moment alone proves their attraction is stronger than ever. Are they brave enough to start fresh? Or will past secrets destroy their second chance at happy-ever-after once and for all?

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GUEST POST:

Greg sat in his truck after Faith’s train pulled away.
For more than an hour. He tipped his head back listening to AM Radio. At ten to midnight, he drove to the police station to start his shift. The locker room’s perpetual winter chill unnerved him every other night, but he was so charged up from being with Faith, he didn’t feel it.
“Hey Mallory, I saw your name in the bulletin,” Dennis Carlin said stepping through the locker room. “I didn’t know you’ve been on for twenty years.”
Greg removed his jeans. “Yep. You should have listened to me when we were kids.”
They’d worked the beach concession stand together one summer. Greg had kept Carlin out of trouble, since he’d ogled every girl in a bikini who came in for a soda, including Skye. It was that summer Greg had seen Faith for the first time. She was ten years old. At fifteen he didn’t look at her as anything more than a redheaded blur standing next to Gwen.
“You’re not kidding.” Carlin prodded him out of his thoughts. “Still, it’s rare these days that guys start so young.”
“With my dad here, it made sense for me to join.” Greg pulled his shirt off and folded it. A trace of Faith’s perfume still clung to the fabric, setting off a tightening in his chest. The way she could so easily affect him after all this time was unsettling.
Carlin rambled on, oblivious to Greg just standing there holding his shirt and smelling it. “And now you can leave this shit-hole and go do something else.”
He shook his head and yanked his cargo pants on. “What the hell else would I do?”
“Plenty. Go work for an insurance company as an investigator. Go to the city and work for the Feds. School security.” Carlin stepped closer. “That’s the sweetest gig. Summers off. Holidays. Snow days.”
“Shaking down kids isn’t very exciting.” He continued to mindlessly get dressed.
Twenty years of putting on the same damn uniform, he could do it in his sleep. Carlin touched a nerve when he mentioned working for the Feds, though. That was something he’d be interested in. But as long as his father was staying on the force, Greg felt he needed to as well. Martin’s shooting last year had shaken Greg up. It could have been him.
Greg buttoned his uniform shirt. He liked his job. Darling Cove PD was one of the few village forces on the North Fork of Long Island. And like his dad, he loved the idea of patrolling his own neighborhood. Twenty years of full time pay, night differential, overtime and the absence of any major expenses except his house and truck, piled up a very nice nest egg.
He could leave the force and do nothing. If he wanted to.
He took his gun belt and secured it around his waist. Methodically he filled it with his Glock, taser, mace, a radio and handcuffs. His nightstick was the last to be secured to the belt. Most calls, however, were aided assist cases for the fire department’s ambulance team.
While dragging his bomber jacket across his shoulders, he stepped out into the lobby to stand at the front desk for roll call. He kept his head down, but a whiff of perfume lifted his head. He gave a smile to Laura, Darling Cove’s only female officer.
After roll call, Greg zipped up his jacket to go warm up his patrol car.
“Hey Greg.” Laura slapped him on the back. “Who was that girl you were helping at the winery the other night?”
He spun around. “Were you at the winery?”
“No!” She waved her hands like he asked if she’d been to a rodeo. “It’s a small town, Greg.”
“That it is.” He turned to continue walking to his car.
“You didn’t answer me.” She crossed her arms smirking.
Laura was a mother of five and married to a Corrections Officer. She was a damn good cop, and he treated her like any other officer. If she was asking him about a girl, she had a genuine, friendly interest. Most of Greg’s friends were either married or had moved away. In a way, his only close friend now was…Andrew.
Greg exhaled. “That was Faith.”
Laura’s eyes opened wide. “The Faith.”
“The one and only.”
“Darling Cove’s runaway bride?” She wiggled her hips. “I think it’s so cool we have one. It’s like a tourist attraction.”
Greg jammed his eyes closed while Laura hooted with laughter as she walked to the back of the precinct, where she ran the surveillance desk. He considered for the very first time what leaving had done to Faith. What it had made her.
A damned tourist attraction?
“We’ll see about that,” he muttered getting into his car and escaping the cold.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR:

Deborah Garland is a former computer and sports journalist, turned romance and women’s fiction author. She likes to write about love and the struggles of complicated relationships. Her heroines are strong, and the heroes fall hard for them. She lives on the North Shore of Long Island with her husband and when she’s not writing, she’s either in the gym, or reading, cuddled up with their two pugs, Zoe and Harley.


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Monday, April 9, 2018

New #Sweet #Romance #Anthology from @RoanePublishing!


Happy book birthday to the authors of
One Sweet Morning!



One Sweet Morning
A Sweet Romance Anthology
by Various Authors
Publisher: Roane Publishing
Release Date: April 9 2018

Spring Water
by Claire Davon

When Riley finds a way to meet the cute swan boat driver she
has been admiring on the banks of a pond in the Boston Common she does it
knowing it would be temporary. Her plans had always been to leave the city at
the end of the summer and even the cutest guy she has seen in forever wasn’t
going to derail that. However she quickly finds that Graham calls to her as no
other guy has ever done. She also finds that that he has a secret just as she
does—he’s afraid of water.

Riley, a lifelong rower, is shocked by the revelation but it
does not dim her attraction. After all, she is leaving so what difference does
it make? However, as they get closer she finds it harder and harder to imagine
leaving both the city and the man at the end of the summer. What seemed so far
away at the beginning of spring now looms in front of her and the reality of
leaving everything she loves tears at her. When near tragedy forces both of
them to face their deepest secret will the truth pull them together or tear
them apart once and for all?

Sparkage
by Kim Strattford

Chris and Kirk have always had chemistry, but he was with
someone, and then Chris moved across the country for a better position in the
company they both work for. Five years later, she's happy in her job and
recently single, having broken up with someone rather than be in a relationship
without any kind of spark. She's resigned to waiting for the right guy rather
than settling.

Enter Kirk, recently transferred and also recently broken up
with his girlfriend. He's interested in Chris, and she's interested back, but
his break with his girlfriend was sudden and his move across the country even
more so. He may say it's over, but his ex didn't get the memo, and Chris suspects
Kirk may need closure before he can move on.

She wants to believe in him—he's always been honest with
Chris and faithful to his girlfriend—and in what they could have together.
Their chemistry is still there but it's not just desire: she really likes
this guy. But is she a fool to wait for something that may never be? Especially
when her big sister is urging her to give the man she broke up with another
chance before he finds someone else.

Only the Heart Knows
by Suzi MacDonald

One dark spring morning, the man that Maddie loved was swept
away in a tragic accident that left her alone and pregnant on their wedding
day.

Exactly three years later she has built a new life with Troy,
her best friend from childhood, and the sun is shining as she sets off down the
aisle for a second chance at happiness.

But before she reaches the altar her plans and her heart are
thrown into disarray by Jack’s well-timed return, re-igniting all the feelings
she thought were dead and gone. Like him.

Can she forgive Jack for the lies that left her broken three
years before? Or should she trust Troy and his promises, when he may not have
been entirely honest with her either?

Only her heart knows the truth.

Spring into Action
by Theresa Kemble

Tamara Goode lives a privileged life, always trying to please
others. Her fiancé is like her father—well-meaning but controlling, and Tamara
soon realizes she needs her independence. Escaping to a new life, she becomes a
personal assistant to the handsome TV reality show star, Joe Campo. Fighting
her attraction for him is a losing battle, for how could such a man possibly
fall in love with a Rubenesque woman when model-types fall at his feet?

As a celebrity, Joe Campo has money and beautiful women
clamoring for his attention, but he secretly fears losing himself to a shallow
existence. Enter his new, competent assistant who seems to read his soul and
understand his struggle to become a better person.

Joe’s attraction for Tamara grows and he hopes love will
spring into action, but will her shyness and insecurity keep her from
recognizing the connection between them?


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