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The argument Near Misenum. Pompey meets the triumvirs under a truce. A peace deal is struck: Sicily and Sardinia to Pompey in exchange for clearing the seas of pirates and sending grain to Rome. After the public ceremony, Enobarbus and Menas stay behind — and in a candid exchange between two veterans, Enobarbus predicts that Antony's marriage to Octavia will destroy the alliance it was meant to secure.
Flourish. Enter Pompey and Menas at one door, with drum and trumpet;
at another, Caesar, Lepidus, Antony, Enobarbus, Maecenas, Agrippa,
with Soldiers marching.
POMPEY ≋ verse [wary, opening the parley]

Your hostages I have, so have you mine,

And we shall talk before we fight.

I have your hostages, and you have mine, so we can have a conversation before we fight.

I've got your hostages and you've got mine—so let's talk before things get violent.

i have your hostages you have mine lets talk first

CAESAR ≋ verse [measured, proposing terms for peace]

Most meet

That first we come to words, and therefore have we

Our written purposes before us sent,

Which if thou hast considered, let us know

If ’twill tie up thy discontented sword

And carry back to Sicily much tall youth

That else must perish here.

It's most appropriate that we speak first, which is why we sent our written terms ahead. If you've reviewed them, let us know whether they'll satisfy you and stop you from drawing your sword, so we can send back to Sicily many young men who would otherwise die here.

Speaking first makes the most sense, and that's why we sent our proposals ahead. Have you looked them over? Tell us if they work for you and if you'll stop threatening war—that way, lots of young Sicilian soldiers can go back home instead of dying here.

talking first is smart we sent our terms do they work for you? can we stop this before more die?

POMPEY ≋ verse [bitter, invoking his father's murder]

To you all three,

The senators alone of this great world,

Chief factors for the gods: I do not know

Wherefore my father should revengers want,

Having a son and friends, since Julius Caesar,

Who at Philippi the good Brutus ghosted,

There saw you labouring for him. What was’t

That moved pale Cassius to conspire? And what

Made the all-honoured, honest Roman, Brutus,

With the armed rest, courtiers of beauteous freedom,

To drench the Capitol, but that they would

Have one man but a man? And that is it

Hath made me rig my navy, at whose burden

The angered ocean foams, with which I meant

To scourge th’ ingratitude that despiteful Rome

Cast on my noble father.

To you three, the world's only rulers and representatives of the gods: I don't understand why my father needed to seek revenge, since he had me and friends. Julius Caesar—who killed the noble Brutus at Philippi—and you three were there fighting for him. What made the pale Cassius conspire? What made the honored, honest Roman Brutus and his armed companions, lovers of freedom, kill so many in the Capitol, if not because they wanted to keep any single man from ruling alone? That's what's driven me to build a massive fleet—the sea itself froths under its weight—because I meant to use it to punish Rome for the ingratitude it showed my father.

You three are the world's only real rulers and act as the gods' representatives. I don't get why my father needed anyone else to get revenge—he had me and plenty of friends. Julius Caesar killed the noble Brutus at Philippi, and you three were there helping him. What pushed Cassius to plot against Caesar? What made the respected and honest Brutus and all his armed allies, who fought for freedom, massacre people in the Capitol? They did it because they didn't want one man ruling everything. And that's exactly why I've built this enormous navy—the ocean itself shakes under the weight of it—because I want to make Rome pay for how badly they treated my father.

caesar killed brutus at philippi you three were there helping him why did cassius and brutus fight back? they didnt want one guy ruling everything so i built a massive fleet to punish rome for betraying my dad

"Have one man but a man" The heart of Pompey's argument: Brutus and Cassius killed Caesar because they wanted no one man to be more than a man — to resist tyranny and preserve the Republic. Pompey is arguing that his own campaign is in the same tradition, fighting against the triumvirs' dominance. The irony, of course, is that Pompey himself wants to be the dominant ruler. His rhetoric doesn't quite fit his purpose.
CAESAR [coolly unbothered, giving him room]

Take your time.

Take your time.

Take your time.

take your time.

ANTONY ≋ verse [confidently dismissive of the threat]

Thou canst not fear us, Pompey, with thy sails.

We’ll speak with thee at sea. At land thou know’st

How much we do o’ercount thee.

You can't threaten us with your navy, Pompey. We can meet you at sea and talk there. On land, you know how much we outnumber you.

Your ships aren't going to intimidate us, Pompey. We're happy to meet you on the ocean and discuss things. But on land, you're well aware that you're completely outnumbered.

your ships dont scare us lets talk at sea on land youre massively outnumbered

POMPEY ≋ verse [pointed jab about his stolen house]

At land indeed

Thou dost o’ercount me of my father’s house;

But since the cuckoo builds not for himself,

Remain in’t as thou mayst.

Yes, on land you definitely outnumber me and have taken my father's property. But since the cuckoo doesn't build its own nest and lives in other birds' homes, you can stay in it however you want.

Right, on land you've got way more soldiers and you're sitting in my father's house. But since cuckoos don't make their own nests—they just live in other birds'—go ahead and stay there as long as you can.

yeah on land youre outnumbering me you took my dads house cuckoos dont make their own nests so stay in mine i guess

LEPIDUS ≋ verse [steering the talks back on track]

Be pleased to tell us—

For this is from the present—how you take

The offers we have sent you.

Would you please tell us—since this is getting away from the main point—how you feel about the proposals we sent you?

Can you tell us what you actually think of the offers we sent over? We're getting a bit off track here.

what do you think of our offers? lets focus on that

CAESAR [brisk, pressing for an answer]

There’s the point.

There’s the point.

There’s the point.

there’s the point.

ANTONY ≋ verse [urging him to weigh the offer fairly]

Which do not be entreated to, but weigh

What it is worth embraced.

Don't let yourself be persuaded into it, but consider what value it actually has.

Don't just say yes because someone's pushing you—think about what it's actually worth.

dont just agree think about what its really worth

CAESAR ≋ verse [subtly threatening the alternative]

And what may follow

To try a larger fortune.

And what might happen if you take a chance on a bigger prize.

Or what could happen if you gamble for something bigger.

what if you gamble for more

POMPEY ≋ verse [weighing the offer aloud, still guarded]

You have made me offer

Of Sicily, Sardinia; and I must

Rid all the sea of pirates; then to send

Measures of wheat to Rome. This ’greed upon,

To part with unhacked edges and bear back

Our targes undinted.

CAESAR, ANTONY, and LEPIDUS.

That’s our offer.

You've offered me Sicily and Sardinia, and in return I must clear all the pirates from the sea, then send grain shipments to Rome. Once we agree to this, we'll part without any bloodshed and carry back our weapons and shields unharmed.

You're offering me Sicily and Sardinia, and I'd have to clear the pirates out of the sea and send grain to Rome. If we make this deal, we leave without fighting and keep our weapons and shields intact.

you offer sicily and sardinia i clear pirates i send grain to rome no fighting everybody keeps their weapons

POMPEY ≋ verse [recalling an old grievance against Antony]

Know, then,

I came before you here a man prepared

To take this offer. But Mark Antony

Put me to some impatience. Though I lose

The praise of it by telling, you must know

When Caesar and your brother were at blows,

Your mother came to Sicily and did find

Her welcome friendly.

Understand this: I came here ready and willing to accept your offer. But Mark Antony has made me wait, which is frustrating. Even though I'll get less credit for doing this if I have to explain it, you should know that when Caesar and your brother were fighting, your mother came to Sicily and found that I welcomed her kindly.

Look, I showed up here ready to take your deal. But Antony's been testing my patience. I know it makes me look less impressive to have to say this, but when Caesar and your brother were at war, your mother came to Sicily and I treated her with respect and kindness.

i came ready to accept antony made me wait your mom came to sicily once i treated her really well

ANTONY ≋ verse [gracious, acknowledging the debt]

I have heard it, Pompey,

And am well studied for a liberal thanks

Which I do owe you.

I've heard about that, Pompey, and I've prepared to thank you generously for how you treated my mother.

Yeah, I've heard about that, and I know I owe you some serious thanks for how you looked after my mother.

yeah i heard i owe you big time for treating my mom well

POMPEY ≋ verse [extending a cautious hand of friendship]

Let me have your hand.

I did not think, sir, to have met you here.

Give me your hand in agreement. I didn't expect to meet you here, sir.

Shake my hand. I really didn't think you'd be here.

shake my hand didn't expect you

ANTONY ≋ verse [wry, alluding to his Egyptian pleasures]

The beds i’ th’ East are soft; and thanks to you,

That called me timelier than my purpose hither,

For I have gained by ’t.

The beds in the East are soft, and I thank you for calling me back here sooner than I planned, because I've benefited from it.

Life in the East is pretty comfortable, and I'm grateful to you for bringing me here earlier than I expected—it's turned out well for me.

the east is comfortable thanks for bringing me here earlier it worked out great for me

CAESAR ≋ verse [observing him with cool scrutiny]

Since I saw you last,

There is a change upon you.

I can see a change in you since we last met.

Something's different about you since I last saw you.

youre different than before

POMPEY ≋ verse [proudly refusing to let fortune humble him]

Well, I know not

What counts harsh Fortune casts upon my face,

But in my bosom shall she never come

To make my heart her vassal.

I don't know what effects harsh fortune might show on my face, but she'll never penetrate my heart to make it her servant.

Who knows what bad luck might show on my face, but fortune will never make my heart surrender and obey her.

bad luck might show on my face but shell never control my heart

LEPIDUS [affable, smoothing the moment over]

Well met here.

Good to see you here.

Good to see you.

good to see you

POMPEY ≋ verse [settling into agreement, businesslike]

I hope so, Lepidus. Thus we are agreed.

I crave our composition may be written

And sealed between us.

I hope so too, Lepidus. We've reached an agreement. I ask that our peace treaty be written down and sealed between us.

I hope so too. So we're in agreement. I'd like us to put this deal in writing and seal it officially.

yes were agreed lets write it down and seal the deal

CAESAR [matter-of-fact, moving things along]

That’s the next to do.

That's exactly what we'll do next.

That's what we're doing right now.

on it

POMPEY ≋ verse [convivial, proposing a feast]

We’ll feast each other ere we part, and let’s

Draw lots who shall begin.

Let's have a feast together before we leave, and we'll draw lots to see who hosts first.

Before we head out, we should celebrate together—let's draw lots to see who throws the first dinner.

lets feast before we leave whos hosting first?

ANTONY [eagerly volunteering to host first]

That will I, Pompey.

I'll do it, Pompey.

I'll be the one to do it, Pompey.

ill do it

POMPEY ≋ verse [teasing Antony about his Egyptian excess]

No, Antony, take the lot.

But, first or last, your fine Egyptian cookery

Shall have the fame. I have heard that Julius Caesar

Grew fat with feasting there.

No, Antony, let the lots decide. But whether your Egyptian cooking comes first or last, it will be famous. I've heard that Julius Caesar got fat from all the feasting in Egypt.

No way, Antony—let luck decide this. Either way, your Egyptian food is going to be the star of the show. Julius Caesar supposedly got really fat from all the feasting he did in Egypt.

let luck decide your egyptian food will be amazing julius caesar got fat from it

ANTONY [dryly amused at his own reputation]

You have heard much.

You've certainly heard a lot of stories.

Wow, you've heard quite a bit.

youve heard a lot

POMPEY [mildly protesting his innocence]

I have fair meanings, sir.

My intentions are good, sir.

I mean well, sir.

i mean well

ANTONY [light banter, taking the jab in stride]

And fair words to them.

And you have nice words to back them up too.

And you know how to put those good intentions into words.

and you know how to talk the talk

POMPEY ≋ verse [baiting them with a risqué rumor]

Then so much have I heard.

And I have heard Apollodorus carried—

Then that's what I've heard about. And I've also heard that Apollodorus carried—

That's what I've been hearing. And I've also heard that Apollodorus carried—

thats what ive heard i also heard apollodorus carried—

ENOBARBUS [cutting off the gossip bluntly]

No more of that. He did so.

Don't go there. It's true.

Stop right there. Yeah, he did.

stop he did

POMPEY [feigning innocence, pressing for the story]

What, I pray you?

What was it, please?

What was it?

tell me what

ENOBARBUS [deadpan delivery of the scandal]

A certain queen to Caesar in a mattress.

A certain queen was delivered to Caesar rolled up in a mattress.

A queen got rolled up in a mattress to visit Caesar secretly.

a queen rolled in a mattress to see caesar

"A certain queen to Caesar in a mattress." This is the famous story from Plutarch: when Cleopatra needed to reach Julius Caesar without being detected, she had herself rolled up in a rug (or mattress) and carried in. Enobarbus's deadpan delivery — 'A certain queen to Caesar in a mattress' — is a masterpiece of comic compression. He refuses to dignify the gossip with elaboration.
POMPEY [recognizing him warmly]

I know thee now. How far’st thou, soldier?

Now I recognize you. How are you doing, soldier?

Oh, now I know who you are! How've you been, soldier?

now i know you hows it going soldier

ENOBARBUS ≋ verse [jovially anticipating the coming feasts]

Well;

And well am like to do, for I perceive

Four feasts are toward.

I'm doing well, and I'll probably keep doing well because I can see four feasts coming up.

Great, and things are looking good because I can tell there are going to be four big feasts.

im good and things look great four feasts incoming

POMPEY ≋ verse [genuinely admiring, offering his hand]

Let me shake thy hand.

I never hated thee. I have seen thee fight

When I have envied thy behaviour.

Let me shake your hand. I never hated you. I've seen you fight, and I've envied the way you conduct yourself.

Shake my hand. I never disliked you. I've watched you fight, and honestly, I've admired how you handle yourself.

shake my hand i always respected you i admired how you fight

ENOBARBUS ≋ verse [bluntly honest, backhanded compliment]

Sir,

I never loved you much, but I ha’ praised ye

When you have well deserved ten times as much

As I have said you did.

Sir, I've never really cared for you much, but I've praised you when you deserved ten times as much praise as I actually gave you.

Look, I never really liked you that much, but I've praised you anyway—honestly, you deserved way more credit than I actually gave you.

never liked you much but ive always given you credit you deserve even more

POMPEY ≋ verse [amused, welcoming his bluntness]

Enjoy thy plainness;

It nothing ill becomes thee.

Aboard my galley I invite you all.

Will you lead, lords?

CAESAR, ANTONY, and LEPIDUS.

Show’s the way, sir.

I appreciate your straightforwardness—it suits you well. I'm inviting you all aboard my ship. Will you lead the way, gentlemen? We'll follow, sir.

Your honesty is refreshing—it looks good on you. Come aboard my ship, all of you. Would you lead the way, lords? We're right behind you, sir.

i like your directness come aboard my ship lead the way well follow

POMPEY [brisk, ushering them in]

Come.

Come.

Come.

come.

[_Exeunt all but Enobarbus and Menas._]
MENAS [aside, needling him for weakness]

[_Aside_.] Thy father, Pompey, would ne’er have made this treaty.—

You and I have known, sir.

Your father, Pompey, would never have made this treaty. You and I have known each other before, sir.

Your father, Pompey, never would have agreed to a peace treaty like this. But you and I have crossed paths before, haven't we?

your father would never have agreed to this we've met before

ENOBARBUS [dry, deadpan reply]

At sea, I think.

Yes, I think it was at sea.

Yeah, I think it was at sea.

yeah at sea

MENAS [confirming, easy familiarity]

We have, sir.

We have, sir.

We have, sir.

we have, sir.

ENOBARBUS [complimenting him, needling slightly]

You have done well by water.

You've had great success commanding at sea.

You've been pretty impressive on the water.

youre good with ships

MENAS [returning the compliment in kind]

And you by land.

And you've been successful on land.

And you've done well on land yourself.

youre good on land

ENOBARBUS [wryly self-mocking bravado]

I will praise any man that will praise me, though it cannot be denied

what I have done by land.

I'll praise anyone who praises me, though I have to admit I've done some impressive things on land too.

I'll sing anyone's praises if they sing mine, though I have to say I've also made a name for myself on land.

ill praise anyone who praises me but yeah ive done good things on land too

MENAS [matching his boast, playful]

Nor what I have done by water.

Just as much as you have to acknowledge what I've done at sea.

And you have to give me credit for what I've done on the water.

and give me credit for what ive done at sea

ENOBARBUS [teasing accusation of piracy]

Yes, something you can deny for your own safety: you have been a great

thief by sea.

Right—except that you could deny being a great pirate at sea and you'd be wise to do so, because it's not exactly a point of pride.

Yeah, the one thing you should probably deny—for your own sake—is that you've been a major pirate.

but you should deny being a pirate its not exactly impressive

MENAS [turning the jibe back on him]

And you by land.

Just the way you should deny being a robber on land.

The same way you should be careful bragging about robbing people on land.

same with you and land

ENOBARBUS [jokingly calling them both thieves]

There I deny my land service. But give me your hand, Menas. If our eyes

had authority, here they might take two thieves kissing.

I do deny any robberies I've done on land. But come on, shake my hand, Menas. If our eyes had the power to arrest people, they could arrest us both for being thieves right here.

I'm absolutely denying that I've stolen from anyone on land. Now give me a handshake anyway. If our eyes could make arrests, they'd catch the both of us as thieves standing right here.

i deny land robbery shake my hand our eyes could arrest us both for being thieves

MENAS [shifting the joke to women's faces]

All men’s faces are true, whatsome’er their hands are.

All men have honest faces, no matter what their hands have done.

Everyone looks sincere, no matter what shady stuff they've actually pulled.

everyone looks sincere no matter what they actually did

ENOBARBUS [cynical jab at women's honesty]

But there is never a fair woman has a true face.

But beautiful women never have sincere faces.

But beautiful women? Their faces are never honest.

but pretty women their faces are fake

MENAS [playful defense of women]

No slander. They steal hearts.

That's not slander. They steal hearts.

Yeah, that's not unfair. They do steal hearts.

they be stealing hearts

ENOBARBUS [turning suddenly serious about the truce]

We came hither to fight with you.

We came here to fight you.

We were supposed to be fighting you.

we were supposed to fight

MENAS [privately regretful about the missed chance]

For my part, I am sorry it is turned to a drinking. Pompey doth this

day laugh away his fortune.

As for me, I'm disappointed this has turned into a drinking party. Pompey's throwing away his fortune today by laughing instead of fighting.

Honestly, I'm bummed this turned into just drinking and partying. Pompey's blowing his chance to win today by sitting around laughing.

too bad its just drinking pompey's wasting his chance

🎭 Dramatic irony Menas says 'Pompey doth this day laugh away his fortune.' Enobarbus says 'he cannot weep it back.' Neither man knows that Menas is about to propose a plan (in 2.7) that would have given Pompey the world — and that Pompey will refuse it. The audience will watch Pompey squander his fortune even more literally than Menas means here.
ENOBARBUS [dry, fatalistic agreement]

If he do, sure he cannot weep ’t back again.

If he does throw it away, he definitely won't be able to cry it back.

If he wastes it, there's no way he's getting it back through tears.

once its gone he cant cry to get it back

MENAS [probing, curious about the rumor]

You have said, sir. We looked not for Mark Antony here. Pray you, is he

married to Cleopatra?

You make a good point, sir. We weren't expecting Mark Antony to show up. Is he married to Cleopatra?

Fair point. We didn't expect to see Mark Antony here. So is he actually married to Cleopatra?

we didnt expect antony is he married to cleopatra?

ENOBARBUS [deflecting with a dry correction]

Caesar’s sister is called Octavia.

The woman who is Caesar's sister goes by the name Octavia.

Caesar's sister is named Octavia.

caesars sister is octavia

MENAS [recalling the detail, still probing]

True, sir. She was the wife of Caius Marcellus.

That's right. She was married to Caius Marcellus before.

Yeah, she was married to Caius Marcellus.

married to marcellus before

ENOBARBUS [flatly confirming the marriage]

But she is now the wife of Marcus Antonius.

But she's now married to Mark Antony.

So she ended up marrying Mark Antony.

now shes married to mark antony

MENAS [genuinely surprised, seeking confirmation]

Pray you, sir?

Really, sir?

Are you serious?

really

ENOBARBUS [curt, matter-of-fact confirmation]

’Tis true.

It's true.

Yeah, it's true.

its true

MENAS [drawing the obvious political conclusion]

Then is Caesar and he for ever knit together.

So Caesar and Mark Antony are now permanently united.

So that ties Caesar and Mark Antony together forever.

so theyre tied together forever

ENOBARBUS [skeptical, doubting the marriage will last]

If I were bound to divine of this unity, I would not prophesy so.

If I were forced to guess how this partnership would work out, I wouldn't predict it would last.

If I had to predict how this unity would play out, I'd say it won't work out well.

if i had to guess i wouldnt bet on their partnership

MENAS [shrewdly reading the marriage as political]

I think the policy of that purpose made more in the marriage than the

love of the parties.

I think the strategy behind the deal mattered more to this marriage than any actual love between them.

I think this marriage is more about the political strategy than any real love between them.

its politics not love

ENOBARBUS [confidently predicting the marriage will backfire]

I think so too. But you shall find the band that seems to tie their

friendship together will be the very strangler of their amity. Octavia

is of a holy, cold, and still conversation.

I agree. But you'll see that the bond that seems to hold their friendship together will actually destroy it. Octavia is virtuous and reserved, with a cold and quiet manner.

Exactly. But what looks like it's bringing them together will actually tear them apart. Octavia is devout, detached, and doesn't say much—she's pretty uptight.

what brings them together will break them apart octavias cold and quiet

"the band that seems to tie their friendship together will be the very strangler of their amity" This is Enobarbus's most analytical moment in Act 2. He sees, with perfect clarity, that political marriages built on calculation rather than feeling create the very grievances they're meant to prevent. When Antony abandons Octavia — which Enobarbus knows he will — Caesar's anger will be proportional to how much he staked on the marriage. The bond becomes the weapon.
Why it matters Enobarbus has just predicted the war that defines the rest of the play — in a private conversation by the dock, while everyone else is boarding a feast. This is the play's clearest example of the gap between official narrative (alliance secured!) and the truth that perceptive observers can see.
MENAS [innocently missing the irony]

Who would not have his wife so?

Who wouldn't want his wife to be like that?

I mean, who wouldn't want their wife to be like that?

who wouldnt want that in a wife?

ENOBARBUS [knowingly predicting Antony's return to Egypt]

Not he that himself is not so; which is Mark Antony. He will to his

Egyptian dish again. Then shall the sighs of Octavia blow the fire up

in Caesar, and, as I said before, that which is the strength of their

amity shall prove the immediate author of their variance. Antony will

use his affection where it is. He married but his occasion here.

Not Mark Antony—because he's not like that at all. He'll go back to Cleopatra. Then Octavia's sadness will make Caesar angry, and like I said, the thing that's supposed to be holding their friendship together will actually be what destroys it. Antony's going to give his love to where his heart actually is. He married Octavia for nothing more than political advantage.

Not Mark Antony—he's nothing like that. He's going to go running back to Cleopatra. That'll break Octavia's heart, which will make Caesar furious, and this marriage that's supposed to keep them friends will be exactly what tears them apart. Antony's heart belongs to Cleopatra, and he only married Octavia for the deal.

not antony he'll go back to cleopatra octavias pain will anger caesar the marriage will destroy them he only married for the politics

MENAS [conceding the point, moving to hospitality]

And thus it may be. Come, sir, will you aboard? I have a health for

you.

Yes, that's probably what will happen. Come on, will you come aboard? I have a toast prepared for you.

That's probably exactly how it'll go. Come on, get aboard my ship. I've got a drink with your name on it.

yeah thats what will happen come aboard i have a toast for you

ENOBARBUS [boasting genially of his drinking prowess]

I shall take it, sir. We have used our throats in Egypt.

I'll drink it. We've certainly had plenty to drink in Egypt.

I'll take that. We've done plenty of drinking in Egypt.

ill take it weve drunk a lot in egypt

MENAS [cheerfully leading him off]

Come, let’s away.

Come on, let's go.

Come on, let's get out of here.

come on lets go

[_Exeunt._]

The Reckoning

The scene has two completely different registers. The first half is formal political theater — careful, guarded, all posturing and leverage. Pompey gets his deal but can't hide his bitterness about Antony living in his father's house. Antony gives him a graceful acknowledgment about his mother's refuge in Sicily. Then everyone boards the galley. The second half — Enobarbus and Menas talking frankly while the great men feast — is where the real analysis happens. Enobarbus destroys the peace treaty in about four sentences. He doesn't gloat. He's just right, and he knows it, and it costs him nothing because he said it only to Menas.

If this happened today…

Two companies just signed a major partnership agreement. The press conference was smooth. As the executives clear the lobby, two mid-level veterans from rival firms shake hands and light cigarettes outside. 'You think this holds?' 'Six months.' 'I'd say eight.' 'The CEO's already calling his ex.' 'Yeah. That's what I thought.' They both go inside.

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