Star Wars Red Harvest

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Unlike other young Jedi sidelined to the Agricultural Corps—those whose abilities have not proved up to snuff—Hestizo Trace possesses one extraordinary Force talent: a gift with plants. But suddenly her quiet existence among greenhouse and garden specimens is violently destroyed by the arrival of an emissary from Darth Scabrous, a Sith Lord with a fanatical dream poised to become nightmarish reality. For the rare black orchid that Hestizo has nurtured and bonded with is the final ingredient in an ancient Sith ...

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Overview

Unlike other young Jedi sidelined to the Agricultural Corps—those whose abilities have not proved up to snuff—Hestizo Trace possesses one extraordinary Force talent: a gift with plants. But suddenly her quiet existence among greenhouse and garden specimens is violently destroyed by the arrival of an emissary from Darth Scabrous, a Sith Lord with a fanatical dream poised to become nightmarish reality. For the rare black orchid that Hestizo has nurtured and bonded with is the final ingredient in an ancient Sith formula—crucial to the Dark Lord’s obsession, but with consequences far worse than fatal. Now, spawned by a heretofore unknown virus, the rotting, ravenous dead are rising, driven by a bloodthirsty hunger for all things living—and commanded by a Sith Master who lusts for power and the ultimate prize: immortality . . . no matter the cost.

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“A careful and effective mix of Gothic horror, survival thriller, and Star Wars.”—Big Shiny Robot
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9780345518590
  • Publisher: Random House Publishing Group
  • Publication date: 2/28/2012
  • Series: Star Wars Series
  • Format: Mass Market Paperback
  • Pages: 320
  • Sales rank: 95,222
  • Product dimensions: 6.90 (w) x 4.26 (h) x 0.88 (d)

Meet the Author

Joe Schreiber is the author of Star Wars: Death Troopers, Chasing the Dead, Eat the Dark, and No Doors, No Windows. He was born in Michigan but spent his formative years in Alaska, Wyoming, and Northern California. He lives in central Pennsylvania with his wife, two young children, and several original Star Wars action figures.

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1/Ring

3645 BBY

Wim Nickter stood just outside the circle, awaiting first blood.

The cold morning air of Odacer-Faustin tasted like ozone, numbing his tongue and lips, making his heart pound harder in his chest until it actually shook the heavy fabric of his wind-resistant tunic. He had climbed the seventy-seven steps to the top of the temple with the other students, muscles aching, sweat from his exertions still drying in the wind. The lightsaber training session was over. Now the duels would begin.

In the three standard years since he'd arrived at the academy, Nickter had come to anticipate these duels with a special kind of excitement. A tall, rangy seventeen-year-old with a thatch of jet-black hair, he gazed into the circle with hungry blue-gray eyes that matched the unforgiving landscape almost perfectly.

Nickter looked down. From the top of the temple, the Sith academy resembled nothing so much as a partially demolished wheel, its spokes radiating crookedly out from the central hub of the tower. Its ancient chambers, enclosed walkways, tunnels, and temples, and the great library that served as its haunted heart had all long ago begun to crumble and deteriorate from decades of accumulated snow and ice, and the constantly shifting tectonic eccentricities of the planetary crust. The result was a sprawling ruin of forgotten spaces—some of them palatial—groaning under tons of age-tortured Sith architecture.

It was here that they'd come, Nickter and several hundred others, to learn everything they needed to know about the dark side of the Force.

Directly across from him, Lord Shak'Weth, the Sith Blademaster, took three steps forward into the open space, turning to regard the students from beneath the hood of his cloak. For a moment, the wind had fallen still; all was quiet except for the scrape of his boots across the flat, uneven surface. The Blademaster's stony countenance betrayed no hint of expression. The thin, lipless slit of his mouth never moved. No comment was made, nor was any needed. This was the moment when the first challenge would be made, and Nickter—along with all his peers—had heard the rumors.

This was the day that Lussk was going to issue his challenge.

Rance Lussk was the academy's top student—a Sith acolyte of such fierce promise and potential that few, if any, dared approach him, let alone face him in a duel. These days he spent most of his time in private training sessions with Shak'Weth and the other Masters at the academy. Some said that he'd even sat in meditation with Lord Scabrous himself, up in the tower . . . although Nickter had his private doubts about this last bit. He hadn't met a student yet who actually claimed to have been inside the tower.

Even so, he waited, holding his breath.

The group had fallen absolutely silent.

A moment later Lussk stepped forward.

He was an agile, muscular figure in a robe and tunic, with a long face and flaming red hair that he'd grown long, pulled back and kept braided so tightly that it pulled on the corners of his pale green eyes, giving them a slightly slanted look. But his most outstanding feature was the self-contained silence that hovered around him like a lethal cloud. To approach him closely was to experience a climate of dull dread; the one or two times Nickter had accidentally bumped into Lussk in the halls of the academy, he'd actually felt the temperature drop along with the oxygen content. Lussk emanated menace; he breathed it out like carbon dioxide.

Nickter felt his whole body fall still, save his pounding heart, as Lussk turned slowly to regard his fellow acolytes with an indifferent, almost reptilian stare. As far as opponents went, there were only a few worthy of his time. Lussk's gaze passed over Jura Ostrogoth, Scopique, Nace, Ra'at, some of the most skilled duelists in the group. If challenged, Nickter wondered, would any of them accept? The humiliation of backing down was nothing compared with the potential catastrophe of losing to Lussk in the circle; in his hands even a training blade, with its durasteel shaft and millions of microscopic toxin-filled barbs, could deal out disastrous injury.

Lussk stopped, and Nickter realized that the red-haired acolyte was staring at him.

Lussk's words hung in the air.

"I challenge Nickter."

At first, Nickter was certain that he'd misheard. Then the reality sank in and he felt his innards drop, as if the ground itself had abruptly vaporized beneath his feet. Time seemed to have stopped. He was aware of Shak'Weth and all the apprentices turning around to look in his direction, waiting for him to step forward or back down. As a purely practical matter, Lussk's selection made no sense—although he could hold his own in practice, Nickter was clearly the other student's inferior, providing no opportunity to hone his skills or even offer the others a good performance.

Still the challenge hovered in the air between them, unanswered.

"Well, Nickter?" the Blademaster asked. "What do you say?"

Nickter lowered his head, feeling a slow familiar warmth crawl into his cheeks and neck. He was aware that a formal reply wasn't necessary. Simply bowing his head and stepping back would be answer enough, and a moment later the whispers would begin as what little prestige he'd manage to garner here in the last two years began to evaporate around him. It was an unwinnable dilemma, of course, but at least this way he would walk away intact. Several of Lussk's previous opponents hadn't been so lucky—the last three had left the academy after losing to him. One had taken his own life. It was as if losing to Lussk had . . . done something to them, inflicted some profound inner wound from which there was no recovery.

The answer was obvious. Nickter would just step backward and bow out.

And so he was as shocked as any of them when he heard himself say, "I accept."

The murmur of surprise rippled audibly through the other apprentices. Even Shak'Weth cocked one thorny eyebrow.

Nickter blinked, unable to believe what he'd just said. He hadn't meant to speak at all. The words had bubbled out of him involuntarily. Looking up at Lussk, seeing the slightest hint of a smile curling at the corners of that small, unremarkable mouth, Nickter realized that, of everyone here, only Lussk was unsurprised by his response.

And for the first time, Nickter saw what was happening.

This wasn't about dueling at all.

It was about something else entirely.

"Well, then," Lussk said, beckoning with his free hand. "Come on."

Before he knew it, Nickter felt himself being sucked forward into the ring, one foot and then the other, dragging the rest of his body along with it. His heart raced as his body registered that this was actually happening. No, his mind protested, I'm not doing this, I don't want this, but that didn't matter because all he could see now was Lussk's smile broadening enough to show a faint yellow glint of canines behind the lips. Nickter knew what was going on, and what was worse, Lussk knew that he knew. Lussk's eyes were braziers of pure, sadistic pleasure, and their intensity transformed his otherwise plain face, distorting it somehow, making it appear horrible.

They were face-to-face now, close enough that Nickter could feel that terrible coldness spilling out of Lussk's pores, and Lussk raised his training blade, its shaft hissing up through the air as he placed himself in standard ready position.

Don't, Nickter wanted to say, his eyes silently pleading, but instead he saw his own blade go up. It was too late. Whatever was being done to him—whatever Lussk was doing to him—

Lussk's blade swung down hard and fast. Nickter reacted instantly, with instinctive speed and agility ingrained from countless practice sessions. Metal struck metal with a clang that shook the air, reverberating through the circle around them and making it hum like a high-voltage circuit. Something snapped to life inside Nickter, and when Lussk came at him again he was ready, deflecting Lussk's next thrust with a sharp, unhesitating parry and snapping back with a move that suddenly created an opening between them. From what sounded like far away, Nickter heard the crowd let out a slight, appreciative mutter. He'd already outlasted their most pessimistic expectations.

Lussk charged forward again, and Nickter sprang to deflect the thrust, less skillfully now. That fleeting sense of competence was already gone, stripped away, replaced by a dizzy loss of perspective. How had he gotten so close, so quickly? Lussk was moving too fast, and Nickter's blade seemed to have come to life all on its own in his hand, jerking and slashing to hold Lussk off, but Lussk's cold smile told the whole story. I own you, maggot, it said, the strength of the other cadet's will booming through Nickter's skull, and you will do as you're told.

No. Nickter's jaw clenched, summoning what remained of his resolve. He understood now that his only hope lay in freeing himself, wresting his will away from Lussk's authority. What the other acolyte was practicing on him now was obviously some advanced Force mind control technique learned from one of the Sith Lords at the academy, perhaps at the knee of Scabrous himself. Had the rumors of his secret tutelage been true after all? Whatever the case, for reasons known only to Lussk, he'd decided to try it out this morning on Nickter, and Nickter had nothing to counter with.

With an audible grunt of effort, Nickter surged forward again, blade at the ready, only to be met by a bemused smirk of contempt, as if Lussk expected nothing else. In a series of moves, Lussk sequenced seamlessly from a brutal and precise Makashi attack to the more acrobatic Form IV, flipping up from a standing position, spinning midair, and landing behind Nickter before he'd even had a chance to react. Too late, Nickter heard the blade hiss off to his right, whipping across his elbow, and he let out a sharp, agonized cry as his hand went numb, fingers springing open to release his blade.

Helpless, disarmed, he felt the cold tip of Lussk's durasteel come to rest against the back of his neck, biting into the skin just below the base of his skull. There was that awful numb sensation that Nickter knew all too well, the second before the nerve ending registered an overload of pain.

At least it was over.

Now, Lussk's voice throbbed inside his head. It was low and toneless, an irresistible command. Push yourself backward into my blade.

Nickter resisted, straining forward, muscles drawing taut in his neck—but it was useless. He couldn't hold back. The pain swelled, doubled back on itself, grew infinitely worse, shrieking through him, and some grim, instinctive part of him knew that he was seconds away from severing his own spinal cord, shorting out his brain, and extinguishing all remaining thought in that final instant of consciousness. He sucked air through his teeth and looked out, as if from some great distance, at the faces of the others outside the circle, staring him down. Their eyes were bright and eager, awaiting the inevitable coup de grace.

Curse you, Nickter thought, curse every stinking one of you, I hope you all have to endure this torture or worse, I hope you each suffer like I am suffering now, I hope—

With a gasp, Nickter lurched forward, suddenly free, away from the blade, reaching up to place one hand over the painful but ultimately superficial wound it had left just above the bony knob of his vertebral prominence. He could barely manage to keep his hand upright. The battle—both physical and mental—had reduced his body to a blurry hologram of its former self, muscles trembling, wrung to rags, skin and hair drenched in fresh sweat. His head felt like it was going to explode. He couldn't catch his breath. Turning around to face Lussk on legs that seemed as though they might betray him and buckle at any moment, he caught a glimpse of the other acolyte's impenetrable green eyes.

You only lived because I let you, those eyes said, and Nickter understood that in the end, Lussk's act of mercy had sentenced him to the greater humiliation of unwarranted survival.

He looked away, turned, and made his way through the crowd. No one spoke or made a sound as he followed the stony steps downward from the top of the temple to the snow-strafed walkway below.

2/Crack

By noon, news of Nickter's defeat had traveled through the entire academy. None of the other students had seen what had happened to him afterward, but Jura Ostrogoth assumed that Nickter had gone to the infirmary to be treated for his physical wounds . . . or back to the dorms to lick his less tangible ones.

"Either way," Jura told Kindra, the two of them ducking past the crooked slab of stone that marked one of the five entranceways to the academy's library, "it doesn't matter now, does it? He was barely scraping by anyway."

Kindra nodded but didn't say anything. They were on their way to the dining hall for their midday meal. After a brief reprieve this morning, it was snowing again, harder now—thin, sand-dry pellets seething over the ground in front of them, creeping up over the walkways and drifting up against the academy's outer walls. Jura, who'd grown up on Chazwa in the Orus sector, was well adjusted to such weather and walked with his robe open at the throat, hardly noticing the wind gusting through its fabric. He'd seen other acolytes from warmer climates trying to affect the same air of brazen indifference through chattering teeth and blue lips, but the cold truly didn't bother him, never had.

"What about Lussk?" Kindra asked.

Jura cast a sidelong glance at her. "What about him?"

"Did anybody see where he went?"

"Who knows?" He wasn't quite able to disguise the annoyance in his voice. "Lussk comes and goes as he pleases. Days go by without anyone seeing him. From what I've heard . . ."

He let the words trail off, looking up at the tower that rose from the very center of the academy, an immense black cylinder jutting against the gray sky. Every so often, black vapor would billow up from the top, staining the sky, raining down thick and gritty bits of ash, and the smell was bad enough to make his eyes and nose water. Unlike the cold, Jura had never gotten used to smoke and ash.

"What have you heard?" Kindra asked.

He shook his head. "Just rumors."

"I've heard them, too." She was staring at him pointedly. "And not just about Lussk."

"What are you talking about?"

"Nothing," she said, and walked past him into the dining hall.

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  • Posted November 12, 2010

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    Mr. Schreiber provides a face to evil as the Force turns to its darkest horror niches.

    On the cold desolate planet Odacer-Faustin, Sith Master Lord Darth Scabrous sets up a training program to teach the young the techniques in using the dark side of the Force. Rumors abound that the Sith Master searches for the right pupils who will fill his formula for immortality. From time to time a student vanishes. One of the trainees who disappears Wim Nickter finds himself surrounded by medical equipment. He will "donate" his blood to Scabrous. As he lays dying
    The beginning of a plague begins

    Scabrous seeks a Murkamis Orchid, which he receives when "talented botanist" Hestizo Trace "delivers "the plant to the Sith Lord. The sentient flower has bonded with Hestizo and needs her as does Scabrous. He abducts the human and takes her to his planet for she and her dark orchid are the final keys to his immortality formula. Her brother Jedi Knight Rojo traces her through the Force as he wants to save his sister, but finds himself facing an army of zombies and worse.

    If someone told me when I saw the first Star Wars movie back in ancient times I would read a Star Wars novel with zombies and a Sith Lord acting like a vampire, I would have said no way. Yet, Joe Schreiber entertainingly brings zombie fever to the Force during the Old Republic era. Zo is a heroic person who fights to the end to prevent the zombie pathogen from turning pandemic. However this is Lord Darth Scabrous' story as his insidious malevolence owns the exciting tale. Mr. Schreiber provides a face to evil as the Force turns to its darkest horror niches.

    Harriet Klausner

    10 out of 15 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 23, 2011

    Good story - I'd recommend.

    The story flowed nicely. It was a nice mix of Star Wars and zombie theme. At times I felt pulled into the story and was caught off guard by the story - in a good way. The length was just about right. I'd recommend.

    9 out of 9 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted February 4, 2011

    Good book

    This book for we was one of the best star wars books I have read. It is very descriptive and just a fun scary read. There are many twists and turns inthe plot and some things you did not think might happen.

    7 out of 8 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted December 19, 2011

    Shocked I liked it

    I am not a fan of anything zombie. TV shows or films, I am not a zombie genre fan. I bought this book simply for the Star Wars title. I picked it up and couldn't put it down. I finished the book in a matter of days, it was that good. I was very surprised by how good this book is.

    6 out of 7 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted January 23, 2011

    Horror, not star wars

    not a bad book but i really didn't think it had a place in the star wars collection. just plain horror and gore, not my style.

    6 out of 11 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted November 22, 2010

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    amazing book!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

    amazing from the very begining to the very end!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

    5 out of 8 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 18, 2011

    A book to be read for sure.

    It gives a look inside the world of a sith acolyte.

    4 out of 6 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 8, 2012

    Minecraft

    Minecraft

    Minecrap

    Minesh*%

    Minetird

    Minepoop

    Mine red harvest

    @$$

    2 out of 15 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 17, 2012

    Super

    I love star wars and zombies. But when I heard of this book I asked my dad if I could get and when he did I read this book for 2 hours. I think zombies and star wars are a good mix. If you liked this book you shoild read Death Troopers. Great book.

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 28, 2012

    Pretty Good.

    I liked it but i just really like Star Wars and zombies, so its a good mix. You need to read Death Troopers also. It was an amazing book.

    2 out of 3 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 4, 2012

    if u like this read this

    GET star wars death troopers. PARENTAL CAUTION:

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 17, 2012

    Good.

    It was an enjoyable read, though it had some serious flaws, an obvious one was at one point it switched names over whom had infected whom, and it seemed to break its own rules over what the zombies could do, such as think and talk, some can some cant with no real reason why, exept for the darth. The force sensitive plant parts seemed pretty lame to be honest, Zo the jedi seems completly helpless in every way. It also took a line almost word for word from the movie taken, aside from these flaws the action sequences specifically following the sith were very enjoyable. Worth the read though could have been better for some fact checking.

    2 out of 3 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted August 27, 2011

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    Wasn't this published?

    I already own Red Harvest, and the excerpt is the same as a book that's already out by the same title? So why release it again as a new book?

    2 out of 4 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted July 11, 2011

    for kids

    more zombie garbage. really lame story

    2 out of 14 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted July 1, 2011

    Zombies!!!!!

    Zombies and Star Wars. Need I say more. A decent read and a nice break from the Star Wars norm.

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 14, 2013

    Really enjoyed it

    I really enjoyed this book, but at times i thought it wasnt even in the Star Wars Universe to be more detailed the Old Republic. But anyways i really enjoyed this book and i would recomennd this book to 5th grade and older.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 25, 2012

    im just getting the book now

    well its has some relly good im so,so, stokedd to read the book well but i relly think that it abot star wars clones that some one like darth bane or vader wich makes me think that like in star wars the force unlished but starkiller relly is killer hes like an assain in the game but i have an xbox360 but for me on wii it sukess because one time i played for 4 hours but lets stoptaking abot star wars the force unleshed the game is awsome but im getting the free sample ok well il get the book peace out good bye stoppppreading!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


    1 out of 5 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted June 8, 2012

    Skip this one! This is not a true Star Wars Book...lots of gore and Sith Zombies eating each other

    This book is horrible!!! I'm not a Zombie/Horror book reader, and that's what this book is. Wish I had never bought this book. I'm a pure Star Wars reader, and also enjoy fantasy, but am definitely not a horror reader. If you like all that stuff, then maybe you'll love this book - but otherwise, don't bother. I can let any of my kids read any Star Wars book, but not this one! This book is full of non-stop gore, eviscerations and zombies mowing on human flesh.

    1 out of 4 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted April 13, 2011

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    Not bad but not great

    I almost get the feeling like this book was written with the female Star Wars fans in mind. A female Jedi, who's strongest power with the force is the ability to communicate with plant life, particularly an orchid who she is best friends with, is rescued by a tough bounty hunter who has a change of heart with no explanation as to why, and her stronger Jedi brother, who also rushes to her rescue. There are many other Star Wars books worth reading before this.

    1 out of 5 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted March 18, 2011

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    Good, gory story.

    Joe Schreiber's second STAR WARS book STAR WARS: RED HARVEST is a gore-spattered tale of the undead, set just before STAR WARS episode IV: A NEW HOPE. In it we find Darth Scabrous, a Sith lord and overseer of the Sith academy, struggling to unlock the secrets of immortality. In doing so, he stumbles upon a way to reanimate dead tissue, and the single zombie he creates immediately infects pretty much every student, faculty, and living thing at the academy. I lost track of the decapitations, amputations, and organ eating before the halfway point!

    As only the second STAR WARS book to embrace horror as a genre, Star Wars fans may be a bit taken aback by the gore and general absence of any real Star Wars "meat" in the story. There are some Jedi, some Sith, a few lightsabers, and some Tauntauns, but by and large this very good story could stand by itself in any sci-fi or fantasy setting, and the Star Wars tie-ins are simply extras.

    It's a fast read, occasionally funny, but very descriptive in how the undead kill their living victims. Not for the faint of heart, but true horror fans and true STAR WARS fans will enjoy.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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