'Til The World Ends: Dawn of Eden\Thistle & Thorne\Sun Storm

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New York Times bestselling and critically acclaimed authors Julie Kagawa, Ann Aguirre and Karen Duvall imagine what it takes to survive in a world where everything you know—and love—is about to disappear…forever.

Dawn of Eden by Julie Kagawa

Before The Immortal Rules, there was Red Lung, a relentless virus determined to take out all in its path. For Kylie, the miracle of her survival is also her burden—as a doctor at one of the clinics for the ...

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Overview

New York Times bestselling and critically acclaimed authors Julie Kagawa, Ann Aguirre and Karen Duvall imagine what it takes to survive in a world where everything you know—and love—is about to disappear…forever.

Dawn of Eden by Julie Kagawa

Before The Immortal Rules, there was Red Lung, a relentless virus determined to take out all in its path. For Kylie, the miracle of her survival is also her burden—as a doctor at one of the clinics for the infected, she is forced to witness endless suffering. What's worse, strange things are happening to the remains of the dead, and by the time she befriends Ben Archer, she's beginning to wonder if a global pandemic is the least of her problems….

Thistle & Thorne by Ann Aguirre

After a catastrophic spill turns the country into a vast chemical wasteland, those who could afford it retreated to fortresses, self-contained communities run by powerful corporations. But for Mari Thistle, life on the outside—in the Red Zone—is a constant struggle. To protect her family, Mari teams up with the mysterious Thorne Goodman. Together, they'll face an evil plot in both the underworld of the Red Zone and the society inside the fortresses that could destroy those on the outside…for good.

Sun Storm by Karen Duvall

Sarah Daggot has been chasing storms since she was a child. But after the biggest solar flares in history nearly destroy the planet, she becomes a Kinetic, endowed by her exposure to extreme radiation with the power to sense coming storms—in the cosmos and beyond. And she's not the only one. Sarah believes the Kinetics are destined to join forces and halt the final onslaught of the sun. She'll vow to keep trying to convince the one missing link in their chain of defense, the enigmatic Ian Matthews, up until the world ends.

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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9780373803491
  • Publisher: Harlequin
  • Publication date: 1/29/2013
  • Edition description: Original
  • Pages: 361
  • Sales rank: 390,005
  • Product dimensions: 5.40 (w) x 8.10 (h) x 1.10 (d)

Meet the Author

Born in Sacramento, CA, Julie Kagawa moved to Hawaii at the age of nine. There she learned many things; how to bodyboard, that teachers scream when you put centipedes in their desks, and that writing stories in math class is a great way to kill time. Her teachers were glad to see her graduate.

Julie now lives is Louisville, KY with her husband and furkids. She is the international and NYT bestselling author of The Iron Fey series. Visit her at juliekagawa.com.

Ann Aguirre is a national bestselling author with a degree in English Literature. She writes urban fantasy, romantic science fiction, paranormal romance and dystopian young adult fiction.

Karen Duvall has been telling stories since the age of three, when she wasn’t yet able to write but could tell her tales to her mother, who wrote them down for her. Illustrating the stories with crayons was one of her favorite parts of writing those early books. She still draws pictures, but is now a professional graphic designer with a passion for portraying her characters and scenes by painting pictures with words. You can visit her blog at www.karenduvall.blogspot.com.

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In the summer of my twenty-third year, the Red Lung virus began its spread across the eastern United States. Flulike symptoms evolved to raging fever, necrosis of the lungs and finally asphyxiation, as victims choked and drowned in their own blood. By the time government officials knew anything was wrong, the virus had already made its way overseas and was rapidly decimating Europe and parts of Asia, with no signs of slowing down. A worldwide emergency was called; towns had been emptied, cities lay in ruins and the virus continued its deadly march toward human extinction.

We thought Red Lung was as bad as it could get.

We were wrong.

"Kylie! It's Mr. Johnson!"

I spun from Ms. Sawyer's cot, nearly beaning Maggie in the nose as I whirled around. The intern looked frantic, her eyes wide over her mask, her face pale as she pointed to a cot along the far wall. Two masked interns were struggling with the body of a middle-aged man who was spasming and coughing violently, trying to throw them off. Blood flecked his lips, spattered in vivid patterns across his sheets and hospital robes. His mouth gaped, trying to suck in air, and his breathing tube lay on the ground in a pool of blood and saliva.

I rushed over, snatching a syringe from my lab coat and dodging the intern, who stumbled back as the man flailed. Grabbing the patient's arm, I threw my weight against him, which didn't do much as Mr. Johnson was a big guy and frantic, and I weighed about one hundred ten sopping wet.

"Hold him down!" I called to Eric, the intern who'd been flung back, and he pounced on the man again. Blood streamed from the man's nose and flew in arcing ribbons across the bed as he coughed and flailed. I uncapped the syringe and plunged it into his arm, injecting eight mms of morphine into his veins.

Gradually, his struggles ceased. His eyes rolled back, and his head lolled to the side as he passed into unconsciousness.

At this stage of the infection, he would probably never wake up.

I sighed and brushed away a strand of ash-blond hair that had come loose from my clip during my struggles with Mr. Johnson. My hand came away sticky with blood, but I was so used to that now, I barely noticed. "Keep an eye on him," I told Eric and the other intern, Jenna, who looked on with weary, hooded eyes. "Let me know if there's any change, or if he wakes up."

Jen nodded, but Eric made a disgusted sound and shook his head, his dark curls bouncing.

"He's not going to wake up," he said, voicing the fact that everyone knew but was too numb to think about. "We've seen this a thousand times, now." He turned accusing eyes on me, gesturing at the unconscious patient. Though he slept now, we could hear the gurgling in his throat and lungs, the rasp of air through a rapidly flooding windpipe. "Why did you even waste a shot of morphine on him? We're almost out, and it could've been used on someone who has a chance. Why not put the poor bastard out of his misery?"

"Keep your voice down," I said in a cool, even tone, giving him a hard glare. Around us, our patients coughed or slept fitfully, too drug-addled to really understand what we said, but they weren't deaf. And the other interns were watching.

They were just as discouraged and frightened and exhausted, but I could not show weakness, especially now.

"It's not our place to say who lives or dies," I said quietly, looking at Eric but speaking to all of them. "We have a responsibility to these people, to fight for them. To not give up. That's why we set up this clinic, even though all the hospitals in the city have probably shut down by now. We can still help, and we will not abandon them."

"You're crazy." Eric finally looked up at me, his face bleak. "This is crazy, Kylie. Everyone is gone, even Doc Adams, and he set this whole place up. You might not want to accept it, but it's time to face facts." He nodded at Maggie and Jen on the other side of the bed. "This is futile. We're the only ones left, and we can't save anyone. We lost. It's time to throw in the towel."

"No." My voice came out flat, cold. "This isn't a stupid boxing match. These are people's lives. I'm not going to abandon them. Even if I can only give them a peaceful last few days, that's better than doing nothing." Eric snorted, and I stared him down. "But I'm not keeping you here." I pointed past him at the entrance to the makeshift clinic, the opening covered with plastic strips. "You can walk out anytime. If you want to leave, there's the door."

He glared at me before he reached up and tugged down his mask. I could see the grim line of his mouth and jaw, and my heart sank, but I kept my expression calm.

"You expect miracles," he said, taking a step back. Glancing around the small, cloth-walled room, the patients huddled beneath the bloodstained sheets, he shook his head. "You can stay here until the city crumbles around you, and the stink of dead bodies makes your insides rot. You might not have a family, but I haven't seen mine in weeks, and I don't even know if they're still alive." His face crumpled with worry and fear, and I felt a stab of guilt before he curled a lip and sneered at me. "So you stay here with your cadavers and the virus until one of them kills you. I'm done."

He spun on his heel and walked across the room, pushed through the door in a swoosh of plastic, and was gone.

I wanted, badly, to sink into a chair, to rub my tired eyes and even get a little sleep, but that wasn't an option. Glancing at the two remaining interns, I gave them what I hoped was an encouraging smile.

"Maggie, go check on Ms. Sawyer," I said, and she nodded, looking relieved to do something that didn't involve large, violent patients. "Jen, why don't you check the supplies, see what we have and what we're running out of. I'll keep an eye on Mr. Johnson."

They hurried off, and I hoped I'd managed to hide the worry and constant strain of keeping this clinic alive, the despair that another had gone, given up, and the secret fear that he was right. I noted the hopeless slump of their shoulders, the exhausted way they carried themselves, and knew they wouldn't last much longer, either.

Walking to our tiny operating room, I turned on the sink and ran my arms beneath the cold water, letting the dried blood swirl into the basin. I glanced up, and a thin, pale girl stared back at me from the mirror, blood speckling her face and streaked through her fine blond hair, which hadn't been washed for days. Dark circles crouched beneath green eyes, the telltale marks of exhaustion, her cheeks gaunt and wasted.

"You look hideous," I told my reflection, which nodded in agreement. "You're going to have to sleep sometime or you'll be fainting on the patients."

But there was no time for rest, no time to take a break, especially now that Eric was gone. This small clinic, hastily set up on the edge of urban D.C., was the last hope for those infected with Red Lung, the virus that had decimated the city and turned the downtown area into a war zone. Makeshift clinics had been constructed around the city to help with the overwhelming number of sick, but it was never enough. As more people died and civilization broke down, chaos and riots had spread rapidly with nothing to stop them, the worst of mankind coming to the surface. All the other hospitals had closed down, the dead left to rot in their rooms, or laid out in rows in the parking lot. As the city had emptied, even the other clinics had begun to vanish, the doctors and staff either dying or giving up in despair. As far as I knew, this was one of the last, but there were still infected people out there, and they deserved some kind of hope. Even if it was very slim.

Splashing water on my face, I rubbed my tired eyes. Now, if I could just cling to a bit of that hope myself.

"Hello?" A deep voice cut through the beeping machinery and coughing of patients. "Anyone here?"

I jerked up. Hastily I dried my hands, scrubbed the towel over my face and hurried out to the main room.

Two strangers stood just inside the entrance flaps, both young men, one leaning on the other with an arm around his shoulders. I blinked in shock; the second man had on a stained white lab coat much like mine. He had light brown hair and glasses, and even across the room, I could see he was badly hurt; his shirt was torn, especially his sleeve, and his arm looked as if he'd stuck it in a meat grinder. The other was tall and broad-shouldered, holding his friend's weight easily. His shirt and jeans were stained with blood, though I suspected it wasn't his own. His gaze met mine, dark eyes appraising beneath a mess of short, mahogany-colored hair.

"Can you help us?" he asked, his voice rough with worry. "We saw this place from the road. Is there a doctor around?"

"I'm in charge," I said, stepping forward. "But this is a quarantined zone. You can't be here—you'll both be exposed to the virus."

"Please." His brown eyes grew pleading, and he glanced down at his friend, who seemed barely conscious, hanging from his shoulders. "There's nowhere else to go—the other hospitals are empty. He'll die."

I sighed and gave a brisk nod. "In here," I ordered, and he followed me into the operating room, hefting his friend onto the table as gently as he could. The other moaned, delirious, and his arm flopped to the counter. His skin was flushed, feverish, his face tight with pain.

I cut away his shirt and coat, revealing an upper torso that was pale and slightly overweight, but he didn't seem to be wounded anywhere else. I would examine him thoroughly later, but the arm was the most pressing concern. Gently, I lifted the mangled limb from the table to study it. Several torn, bloody holes ran up the limb from wrist to elbow. The flesh around the wounds was hot and puffy, deep punctures well on their way to infection.

"These are teeth marks," I said, frowning at the strangely symmetrical patterns through the mess of blood and shredded skin. "What attacked him?"

"I don't know." The voice behind me was husky, evasive, but I wasn't really listening. I studied the arm further, trying to match the bite patterns with what I'd seen before: dogs, cats, even a horse, once. Nothing fit.

Except…

"These…almost look like human bite marks." But that wasn't right, either, not with this type of deep puncture wound. The thing that had left these marks had long canines like a predator. Human teeth were not capable of this.

The stranger's voice was stiff, uncomfortable. "Can you save him?"

"I'll try." Turning, I fixed the stranger with a firm stare. He gazed back, eyes hooded. "What is your relation to this man, Mr..?"

"Archer. Ben Archer. And we're not related." He nodded to the body on the table. "Nathan and I. I worked for him. He's a friend."

"All right, Mr. Archer. Not to be rude, but you can either help me or get out. I can't be tripping over you every time I turn around. If you think you can take direction and do exactly as I tell you, you're welcome to stay."

He nodded. I pointed to the counter behind us. "Get some gloves on, then. This is going to be messy."

He turned, and I blinked. Blood covered one side of his shirt, and the fabric was torn, sticking to the skin. Several deep gashes were raked across his shoulder blade, still raw and bloody, though he didn't seem to notice them.

"What happened to your back, Mr. Archer?"

He jerked up, wincing. "Ah," he muttered, not meeting my gaze. "Nathan was attacked and…I got it when I went to help. It's nothing, not that deep. Please, help him first."

"I intend to, but as soon as we're done here, you need to let me take care of that. And you are going to tell me what happened when we're done, Mr. Archer."

He nodded, and we worked in tense, determined silence, broken only by me barking orders, directing my helper to hold this or fetch that. I didn't mince words or attempt civility; my focus was on saving this man's life. But my impromptu assistant took all direction without comment until the task was complete.

"There." I pulled the final stitch shut, tying it off with a short jerk. The man lay on the table, disinfected, bandaged and sewn up the best I could manage with such limited supplies. "That's it. We'll just have to keep an eye on him, now."

Ben Archer stood behind me. I could feel his hooded gaze on the table in front of us. "Will he make it?"

"He's lost a lot of blood," I said, turning around. "He needs a transfusion, but there's no way we can do that now. The wounds haven't gone septic, but I'm mostly worried about his fever." The man's face fell, and I offered a kind lie out of habit. "We'll have to wait and see if he survives the night, but I think he has a chance of pulling through."

"Thank you," he murmured. He seemed relieved but shifted restlessly at the edge of the counter, as if he expected something to come lunging through the operating room doors any second. "I didn't get your name, Doctor…?"

"Just call me Kylie." I really looked at him for the first time, seeing the stubble on his chin, the haunted look in his dark brown eyes. His shoulders were broad, his arms muscular under his shirt, as if he was used to hard labor.

"Miss Kylie." He shot a glance at the tiny window, at the late-afternoon sun slanting in through the glass. "I'm grateful for your help. But we have to go. Now."

"Excuse me?"

"We have to leave," he repeated to my astonishment. "We can't stay here. I'm sorry, but we have to go."

I scowled at him. "You're not going anywhere, Mr. Archer. Your friend is still badly hurt, and you don't look so good yourself. What you're going to do is sit down, let me take care of those lacerations on your back, and tell me what the hell happened to your friend."

He flinched, one hand going to his shoulder, but shook his head. "No," he whispered, and the guilt on his face was overwhelming. "We can't stay here," he protested in a stronger voice. "We have to leave the city." His gaze flicked to mine, intense. "You should come with us. Everyone should—everyone who can still walk needs to go. It…isn't safe out there anymore."

"When was it ever safe?" I murmured. He took a breath to argue again, but my voice grew sharp. "Move him now, and your friend will die," I stated bluntly. "With that fever and those wounds, he'll be dead by morning. You leave, you kill him. It's as simple as that."

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  • Posted February 20, 2013

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    End of the world anyone? Read on February 03, 2013 My


    End of the world anyone?

    Read on February 03, 2013








    My Thoughts








    I am waiting on my Mass Market Paperback copy of The Immortal Rules-bk 1 of "Blood of Eden" series to be sent to me from The Book Depository so when I saw this anthology that started out with the prequel novella had to read these three dystopian stories and was grateful when Netgalley approved my request to do so! These are my thoughts on each of the three author's contributions following each individual book synopsis. 




    BOOK SYNOPSIS








    Dawn of Eden by Julie Kagawa 




    Before The Immortal Rules, there was the Red Lung, a relentless virus determined to take out all in its path. For Kylie, the miracle of her survival is also her burden-as a doctor at one of the clinics for the infected, she is forced to witness endless suffering. What's worse, strange things are happening to the remains of the dead, and by the time she befriends Ben Archer, she's beginning to wonder if a global pandemic is the least of her problems.... 




    My Thoughts








    Julie Kagawa does not hold back on the intensity with this introduction as to how "Eden" came to be, she pits her characters against a force that is terrifying in it's very existence and creates a solid beginning as to how the vampires that inhabit her "Blood Of Eden" series came to be. I was sweating every step of the way as Kylie tried her best to save her patients from The Red Lung infection, just as things seemed like they could not get any worse Ben and his injured friend showed up and proved that wrong!




    This was without doubt a very fast action packed story as it had a lot to cover in just a short amount of reading time but just like everything else that I have read by the author the quantity of words did not lack in quality of plot,pace or charismatic fully developed characters. Especially, given the short amount of time he is in the story, one will never forget the forceful character of Ben's father Samson. You may not like him but you will not forget him either!




    Because this prequel to the series does not use the characters in The Immortal Rules to indoctrinate readers into the author's world it can actually be read alone after reading the first full length book. I was glad to read it before as it answered some questions for me that may not have been taken into consideration later on. 




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    Thistle & Thorne by Ann Aguirre 




    After a catastrophic spill turns the country into a vast chemical wasteland, those who could afford it retreated to fortresses, self-contained communities run by powerful corporations. But for Mari Thistle, life on the outside-in the Red Zone-is a constant struggle. To protect her family, Mari teams up with the mysterious Thorne Goodman. Together, they'll face an evil plot in both the underworld of the Red Zone and the society inside the fortresses that could destroy those on the outside...for good. 




    My Thoughts








    Ann Aguirre's contribution to this anthology was actually my favorite, she took a combination of tried and true components for a storyline and put her own spin on it and her characters. I absolutely loved Mari Thistle, she is the ultimate underdog who in her own quiet way manages to eke out a living by illegal means to keep her and her siblings alive and at the same time she also makes sure that others around her are also watched out for. Thorne Goodman is the embodiment of the ultimate enforcer for the man in charge of the Red Zone, however Thorne is no one's lap dog and he has aspirations to change the current power structure forever.




    These two team up when Mari is sent to steal an object out of one of the society fortresses and she finds out her info is wrong and in the process sets off alarms, Thorne has bribed his way inside with the intention of rescuing her for his own purposes and in doing so puts both of them on the run. 




    The action is hot and heavy, the give and take between Mari and Thorne is what fans have come to expect from this authors "couples" in her work and it adds such realism to the characters it makes the story that much more enjoyable.




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    Sun Storm by Karen Duvall 




    Sarah Daggot has been chasing storms since she was a child. But after the biggest solar flares in history nearly destroy the planet, she becomes a Kinetic, endowed by her exposure to extreme radiation with the power to sense coming storms-in the cosmos and beyond. And she's not the only one. Sarah believes the Kinetics are destined to join forces and halt the final onslaught of the sun. She'll vow to keep trying to convince the one missing link in their chain of defense, the enigmatic Ian Matthews, up until the world ends.




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    It has been awhile since I have read a Sci-Fi romantic thriller, this short story was interesting in the world building, the characters were different and unique with their talents and the plot was a good old fashioned "let's save the world from extinction" that the author put her own spin on to keep it fresh as well as hair raisingly exciting in it's execution.




    I enjoyed watching the relationship between Ian and Sarah develop, as they learned to depend on each other and as they try to figure out how to combine their powers in a way that brings out their full potential the reader will be cheering them every step of the way as time ticks down and we all wait to see whether or not the world will end as predicted or whether the Kinetics can truly save it.




    I think this has potential for further development and would like to see the author take it to another level by continuing the story in a full length novel based on what happens next, one can hope!




    [EArc from Netgalley in exchange for honest review]

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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    Posted September 17, 2014

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    Posted September 17, 2014

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  • Posted March 11, 2013

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    ~Reviewed by ANN & posted at Under the Covers Book Blog The

    ~Reviewed by ANN & posted at Under the Covers Book Blog

    These three stories pushed me out of my comfort zone, keeping me on the edge of my feet and riveted to the pages. Though all quick reads, they each pack a serious punch! ~ Under the Covers

    DAWN OF EDEN by Julie Kagawa – 4 stars

    DAWN OF EDEN is the prequel to Julie Kagawa’s Blood of Eden series. It follows Kylie, a twenty-three year old doctor in the middle of the Red Lung plague. People are dropping like flies and it’s almost scary the amount of detail that Kagawa gives readers. The premise of this story is summed up with these words: What if life as you knew it was ending all around you? Where would you go, who would you want by your side?

    The words are so poignant, so haunting and thought-provoking that I have no question this story will appeal to the masses. Kagawa’s writing snatches readers in by the collars of their shirts and keeps you riveted until the last page. Though do not read this story at 2AM in the morning because the imagery is so strong and vivid that it gave me the creeps! But that is a testament to the author’s writing. Kagawa is able to take readers on an emotional ride. Though unforgiving in its graphic detail and heartbreak, there are also tender moments of fleeting happiness that make this story worth the read.

    Since Kylie and Ben are an older couple, there is sex so again, this is why I think this series will appeal not just to the Young Adult readers, but to various ages as well. What Kagawa writes about is more than just the typical vampire story. It’s about survival, loss and family. Things that I think anyone can relate to.



    THISTLE & THORNE by Ann Aguirre – 4 stars

    THISTLE & THORNE is the second story in the anthology and phew! It’s another one that packs a punch! After a spill that has turned everything to a wasteland, corporations have now moved people who can afford it into protected communities. However, that leaves everyone else you can’t on the outside.

    Mari Thistle is such a strong and unique character. I found myself immediately drawn to her strength and courage. She has responsibilities that weigh down on her but they don’t dampen her spirits.

    I thought Thorne was a great character. Both mysterious yet intriguing, he provided Mari with someone who could work with her and the twists and turns along the way made for a very easy read.

    Ann Aguirre is such a talented writer. My favorite thing about this story is the world. The worldbuilding is phenomenal and incomparable. Nothing limits Aguirre’s imagination and her attention to detail makes everything she writes a must-read.



    SUN STORM by Karen Duvall – 3.5 stars

    This is my first story ever written by Karen Duvall and I have to say that I really enjoyed it! All the stories so far have been engaging and thrilling, but SUN STORM’s premise was the more intriguing for me as a reader.

    Sarah Daggot has a unique ability. After a solar flare nearly destroys the planet, Sarah becomes Kinetic so she is able to sense the oncoming of storms. How original and interesting is that!?

    Karen’s writing for me was enjoyable. I like authors who are able to take a unique idea and really make it their own. Though I wished for a little more character development, out of the three stories I found Sarah’s character to be the most interesting. I just wished there was more of her to see.

    Overall, these three stories pushed me out of my comfort zone, keeping me on the edge of my feet and riveted to the pages. Though all quick reads, they each pack a serious punch!

    *Review Copy provided by Ann Aguirre

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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 24, 2013

    Great stories!

    I enjoyed reading all three stories. To me the gem of this anthology is Karen Duvall's "Sun Storm". I really connected with Sarah Daggot and her quest. I would like to read more from this author!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 22, 2013

    I really liked these three stories and would like to see more of

    I really liked these three stories and would like to see more of this type of collaboration by similar authors. Each one of these stories was the perfect length to introduce the characters and the setting. Nice job by all three authors.

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    Posted December 9, 2014

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    Posted February 13, 2015

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