Peter Braunstein: Guilty.

New York City's fake firefighter rapist has been found guilty of his crimes. Peter Braunstein, a former fashion writer and playwright, was convicted on May 23, 2007 of kidnapping, burglary, robbery, and sexual abuse. Ten charges in all. To Braunstein's mental illness defense, the jury said, "sure, dude, whatever. Guilty."

Braunstein was wearing FDNY garb acquired via the Internet when he entered an apartment building the night of October 31, 2005. Braunstein set off a smoke bomb and covered his face with a visor, talked his way into the apartment of a former female co-worker. Once inside, he knocked the woman out and tied her up. For the next 13 hours, Peter Braunstein made his victim's life a living hell.

Then he vanished, for a while.

At my original crime blog, Planethuff.com/Darkside, I had an entire archive of entries about Peter Braunstein, most of them written while the man was on the lam. The first link takes you to an Archive.org capture of the original category. Those entries were also carried over when I created Huff's Crime Blog.

The notice received by my blog entries and an article I wrote for the Crime Library ended up seeing me me on a plane to New York for a guest appearance on Dateline NBC, where I discussed what I'd uncovered. That appearance also earned me the sobriquet "the Singing Journalist." I objected to the label at first, then I decided to embrace it.

I didn't follow the Braunstein saga too closely after his arrest. For one thing, it was quite a while before Peter went to trial. For another, I realized that Peter Braunstein had achieved the recognition he obviously craved. His course was consciously chosen. He'd set out to become something of a legendary psycho, a la Andrew Cunanan, and he'd very nearly succeeded. I didn't like the idea that I might add any more to that bizarre need he had for infamy.

Court TV has published excerpts from a diary Braunstein wrote while he was on the run from the law in late 2005. There you can get an interesting look inside the mind of a particularly intelligent malignant narcissist, his peculiar obsessions and motivations.

What's most interesting to note, though, is how the overall gestalt of Peter Braunstein's writing did not really change.

Braunstein was obsessed with Andy Warhol and the relationship Warhol had with heiress Edie Sedgwick. He wrote a play about the pair, titled Andy and Edie. To promote the play, Braunstein created www.andyandedie.com.

For no reason other than further his obsession with an ex, Peter Braunstein created blog-like pages attached to the site, and some of what he wrote there seems to foreshadow what was written in the excerpts published by Court TV.

Here's an excerpt from "Startling Revelation: How I Became Edie Sedgwick As a Result of My Two Years of Emotional Starvation with the Dreaded 'BioHazard'," written and posted online by Peter Braunstein in 2004:

It's almost unbearably paradoxical, but the sad fact of the matter is that pleasant relationships are not always a balm for creativity. For most of the Nineties I was cozily ensconced in a loving, emotionally nourishing relationship with a ravishingly beautiful woman, and I was semi-productive on a literary level: that's when I first got into journalism, began writing for the Voice, started making a name for myself. But it took the hard breakup of that union after 9 years, when I left that woman for a really bad relationship, that my creative life went full-throttle-over-the-edge-magnificent. It's the nasty truth of how art is created: through a crucible of pain, suffocating neglect, paranoia, and malice that wrecks some spirits - but propels others to astounding heights...
While on the run in December, 2005, Braunstein was working the same territory in his mind:
Some days i want to call it quits, never by giving up but by doing something so heedless that it will trigger the massive gunfight w/cops & my immediate death, but then i read something like new york mag cover story & i'm just filled with resolve & determination all over again. That has been the most ambitious attempt so for to retrofit my entire pre-biohazard life into some deterministic countdown to depravity. Forget the fact that for 9 years with debra, a supportive girl with a soul, i sort of thrived and never considered even considered criminality while one i met larkworthy my whole life became about cops & mental institutions...
As a writer, I wanted to find something interesting in Braunstein's own words. I have a feeling a lot of people with similar professions felt that way when they read about the man.

But he was, in the end, a perpetually angry sociopath who was bent on blaming others for his problems.

Peter Braunstein may have been able to do some decent writing, muster some wit here and there -- but that was all that distinguished him from a million other violent, sexually aggressive men.

Braunstein's state-mandated punishment is about to begin. The media, and society, could add a rider to his sentence if they decided he just wasn't worth talking about anymore.

Obscurity, for an ego as huge as Braunstein's, would sting just as much as confinement.

Haines Family Murders: Questions, Hints, Allegations

(This entry was first published at CrimeBlog.US)

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Earlier today the Intelligencer Journal reported that the investigation into the murders of Thomas, Lisa, and Kevin Haines has moved into Kevin Haines’s high school, Manheim Township High. Quote:

Manheim Township police Sgt. Thomas Rudzinski said investigators have no suspects in the killings, but they are hoping students at the high school can provide a profile of Kevin Haines.

“Kevin was a student there, so we are talking to his friends,” Rudzinski said. “We are doing ‘victimology’ on all three (victims). We are trying to find out who they were and why they were targeted.”
Maggie Haines awoke just after 2 a.m. on May 12, 2007 and heard strange noises in the home on 85 Peach Lane. She went to check on her parents and found her mother sitting on the bed, her father quiet and still on the bed beside his wife. Lisa Haines indicated that Maggie needed to get help.

Police arrived on the scene less than 10 minutes after Maggie Haines called 911 from a neighbor’s residence. They found the three members of the Haines family dead from multiple stab wounds.

Fear has gripped the community in the days since the murders, as it seemed at first that police had no clue as to who might have committed the triple homicide. It also looked like they were worried that the killer might strike again.

Online discussions at first demonstrated suspicion towards Maggie Haines, a 20-year-old student at Bucknell who had just come home for the summer on the Thursday preceding the murders. Manheim Twp. police, however, made it clear that Maggie wasn’t under any serious suspicion. Authorities have indicated more than once that Maggie is cooperating where necessary, and that she is not a suspect.

In recent days, users posting leaving messages on forums like Websleuths.com seemed to approach a consensus — someone young and living in the area may have killed the Haineses.

That the investigation has gone inside the walls of Manheim Twp. High does not then come as much of a surprise.

Tips from readers and an online investigation have revealed that Kevin Haines had one male friend who had some troubling traits, and that friend may be among the teens now being interviewed and investigated by Manheim Twp. police.

Kevin Haines’s fellow 16-year-old sophomore at MTHS appears to be into violent video games and movies, and he has created online profiles reflecting these interests. In a message posted on one forum devoted to discussing a favorite game where the player functioned as a paid assassin, this young man discussed with other players the best features of past incarnations of that game. He noted in his message how good an upcoming version of the game would be if it allowed the player to ‘carry knives’ back to his lair.

The same teen likes to chat about his favorite movies. In one online profile he listed a number of violent, bloody movies then added in a note below his list that he had a runner-up. The “runner-up” was a slasher movie about a handsome, wealthy commodities broker who moonlighted as a particularly imaginative and vicious serial killer.

Liking violent video games and movies is not inherently suspicious, or bad. Both forms of entertainment receive far too much press whenever someone — frequently a young, disaffected male — is accused of a violent crime, then found to have been a fan of either. People seem to miss this important point — violent, asocial personalities will be drawn to forms of entertainment that give them the kind of thrill they seek. There are an infinite number of gradations to be found along the spectrum of thrill-seeking personalities, and most game players and moviegoers fall within the sane and perfectly normal band. Unfortunately for them, they occasionally end up sharing their favorite pursuits with the rare psycho who has a need for thrills that eventually cannot be satisfied by game play or movie-watching.

And it should be emphasized — Kevin Haines’s friend may not be the focus of police suspicion. At the moment, Manheim Twp. authorities say they have no single suspect. It is for this reason that I have not named him and have tried to keep the information given so far fairly obscure. Some of his pursuits might naturally put him first in line to be questioned, but none of those pursuits make him a killer.

Kevin’s friend has had a long-term friendship with an older male who is the co-owner of a business in Hummelstown, PA. The adult in this case is apparently single, in his late 30s, and he does work related to medical research. He has allegedly been something of a father figure to Kevin Haines’s friend, and to that friend’s older brother. Kevin Haines was also friends with the adult male.

The nature of the ties between these people — the teens and the thirty-something man — is not clear, save that none of them appear to be related by blood. All of them were close enough to be seen by more than one person hanging out at various locations in and around Manheim Township.

The most curious element in this back story may just be the presence of an unattached man 20 years older than the high school students in question. Is he a big brother figure, a mentor, or is he seeking something else from these boys? Could that “something else” have contributed to the circumstances that led to a triple homicide?

In a previous entry on this weblog, a reader mentioned that both Tom and Kevin Haines were subjected to particularly violent attacks, compared to the wounds suffered by Lisa Haines. There was at least one report — from Lancaster County coroner G. Gary Kirchner in an interview he gave to Greta van Susteren — that Kevin Haines was stabbed in the torso and his throat was slit. Based on these details, the question arose as to whether or not “gay rage” played a part in the crime.

The person who killed Tom, Lisa, and Kevin Haines may not have been expressing “gay rage” so much as just plain old rage. A pure rage born out of a personality so devoid of compassion that it viewed the assault on the Haines family as a kind of sport.

CrimeBlog.US contributor John Powers tried to get answers to some of these questions. A later update to this entry will detail John’s findings.

All updates and notes will be appended below.

Tess Damm Charged With 1st Degree Murder

In "The Screams Painted on the Walls" I wrote about Tess Damm, age 15, and her 17-year-old boyfriend, Bryan Grove, and how they may have (at the very least) conspired to murder Tess's mother, Linda Damm.

You can read that entry to get a sense of Grove, a young man who was well-regarded by most friends, even as some acknowledged that he was troubled. In the post you will also learn a bit about Tess. In writing the entry I got a sense that things were not as they seemed at the time. Tess may have been just 15 when her mother was murdered and then hidden for more than a month while Tess and Bryan played house in the Damm residence in Lafayette, Colorado, but I got what I could only think of as a bit of a Lady Macbeth vibe from the girl.

On MySpace, as "harmonylala," she chose to headline her profile with an image that said, "A fucking BITCH is what I am."

Now the news is out that authorities in Colorado think Tess is worse than just a bitch -- they believe she's a cold-blooded killer in her own right.

From CBS 4 in Denver:

Boulder County prosecutors filed a first degree murder charge last week against the 15-year-old daughter of a Lafayette woman killed earlier this year, the Daily Camera reported Tuesday.

Tess Damm faces a possible life sentence with the new charge. Damm was previously charged as an adult with conspiring to kill her mother, Linda Damm, 52. The daughter was arrested with her boyfriend and another friend on Feb. 28 after her mother's body was discovered in their home by police...
Prosecutors didn't make a big deal out of the move. They quietly added the charge to court documents on Monday, according to the Boulder Daily Camera.

Comments and e-mails received after I published the first blog entry about Tess and Bryan led me to believe that while Bryan may have been the hands-on killer, Tess was the motivating factor in Linda Damm's murder.

Read the original entry and see what you think.

Exclusive: Ann Rule on Too Late to Say Goodbye

Ann Rule's newest book, Too Late to Say Goodbye, is due for release on June 5, 2007. It tells the story of a Georgia dentist named Bart Corbin, and how two women found themselves fatally involved with Corbin over the course of 2 decades, a beautiful dentistry student named Dolly Hearn, and Bart's wife, Jennifer Barber Corbin.

The story began in early December, 2004 with the apparent suicide of Jenn Corbin. I think both Ann and I first heard of Jenn's "suicide" by gun and we had the same thought -- women just don't typically use handguns to kill themselves. That seed of doubt was enough to keep paying attention as events unfolded.

Ann was gracious enough to give CrimeBlog.US an interview about Too Late to Say Goodbye, as well as answer a few questions about crime writing in general.

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How did you first learn about the death of Jenn Corbin, and what drew you to the case?

I first saw a brief wire story on the Corbin case, and shortly thereafter received an email from one of their neighbors -- followed by three or four dozen letters or emails from others who either knew the Corbin family, or who felt this case might be a book subject. I would guess that my last dozen books were "chosen" by my readers; they understand the kind of complicated investigation that I look for. I write cases where the suspects are the most unlikely people anyone might imagine, where the police work is exceptional, the prosecution is complicated, and the victims are as unlikely as their murderers. It cannot be a "slam-dunk" case where the killer is waiting for the police, eager to confess. When I learned that there was another mysterious death fourteen years before Jenn Corbin died, I sensed that this was a most unusual case. For my purposes, a charming, intelligent, attractive, charismatic, wealthy, talented suspect is the most fascinating -- because we are all baffled, wondering why someone who already had those things most of us wish for would throw it all away. As I researched for Too Late to Say Goodbye, the story took stranger and stranger twists.

You are perhaps the most widely-read true crime writer publishing today, but it still can't be easy to make the personal connections you need to be able to flesh out a book -- once you'd settled on the Barton Corbin case as something you'd pursue for book-length treatment, how hard was it to connect with the people you would need to interview?

Probably the most difficult part of writing true crime is the knowledge that I am writing about other peoples' tragedies. If I can, I hope to make their loss a little easier -- not more painful. I'm lucky in that I'm not a newspaper or TV reporter who has to rush in and ask questions to have a story for the evening edition. I can -- and do -- wait until the first terrible grief has subsided a little. Because I always empathize with the grieving families, I am very hesitant to approach them. I usually write a letter, explaining that I never write anything until a case has been adjudicated and justice is served. I have to wait until after a trial is over. Sometimes, families have read my books and know who I am, but I always send a book or two that I've written on other cases so they can see that I am not looking for sensational information or gory details; I want simply to tell the truth. I explain that my main focus is on the victims -- not the killers. There is always, in my opinion, too much attention paid to the murderers, while the victims tend to get lost amid all the media hype. I want to speak for those who are lost, to give them a voice when they no longer have one. Usually, I get to know the victims' families before a trial, although I am careful not to ask questions that might compromise their testimony in trial.

When the Corbin story broke here in Georgia, it did not at first look like Bart was an abuser, at least not in the classic sense. Without giving too much away, did you find in your research that Bart may have had more of a history of violence than was previously known?

Dr. Bart Corbin was the mystery figure in this story. Who was he, really? And why was he refusing to talk to the police? Even Jenn Corbin's family had liked him -- even loved him -- and gladly accepted him into their family, thinking that he was a great son-in-law and brother-in-law. Initially, he seemed to be a man with a short fuse, more given to emotional and verbal abuse than physical attacks. But then the information about recent physical altercations with his wife, Jenn, began to emerge from people who had known them. (I was fortunate that any number of people who had interacted with Bart and Jenn Corbin contacted me to share their memories of the couple. This is one of the benefits the Internet offers authors.) It wasn't too long until the information about Dolly Hearn, who had once dated Bart, surfaced. Two different law enforcement jurisdictions in Georgia were investigating Bart and the women who had once loved him, and I began to get even more emails and letters -- this time from people who had known Bart Corbin and Dolly Hearn in the late eighties and early nineties when they attended dental school. The death near Atlanta and the death in Augusta began to twine around each other like a grapevine, growing more complicated all the time. I was able to find a great deal of information that most of the public was unaware of.

It took some time for the Corbin case to come to trial. Was this frustrating for you, as a writer with publication deadlines?

A true-crime writer always has to be prepared for delays as hearings and trials are postponed. Changes of venue are also common. My original delivery date for the Too Late to Say Goodbye manuscript was way back in 2005. And I had to keep telling my publishers that the trials had been postponed again and again. It was incredibly frustrating because I pride myself on delivering my books when I promise that I will. But the Court is not in the least concerned with my deadlines, which, of course, they shouldn't be, and there's nothing for me to do when this happens but to swallow hard and wait. With another subject, I might have dropped the project and found something else that was more predictable, but Jenn Corbin and Dolly Hearn had become very real to me, and I felt I owed it to these two dead young women to tell their stories. My editor retired -- the editor who had been with me for 16 years and eight books -- and my life was kind of on hold. I wondered if I could work as well with another editor, as I waited to see if Bart Corbin would ever really go to trial. I had at least three sets of plane and hotel reservations in Georgia, only to cancel them. Other cases came and went and I wondered if I should have chosen them instead, but I stuck with the Corbin case. Eventually, in September, 2006, the story was finally ready to write. Luckily, my editor worked with me from his home. We had both waited too long for this book, and he came out of retirement for one last book.

Do you think true crime writers have to be extremely careful when it comes to their own emotional response to what they learn as they work on a book?

I think that true-crime writers should have emotional responses to their subjects. If we don't, the books that result tend to be cold, heedless and dull. I always remind myself that I am writing about real people who have suffered real loss, and a big part of my goal is to let my readers know the humanity involved in each story. If I cry -- and I do -- about some part of a book I'm writing, I feel that I'm doing what I am meant to do, again: speaking for the victims and their families. Without emotion, a true-crime book is really nothing more than spitting back a police file, sometimes including gruesome details, and it's sterile and fails to capture the pathos of the victims, the frustration of homicide detectives, the passionate efforts of prosecutors who try to see that justice is meted out. There are some authors of true-crime whose work makes one feel as if they are totally untouched by the sadness and horror they write about, and their work has no emotion at all. In Too Late to Say Goodbye, I am writing about young women the age of my own daughters, and I cannot help but identify with the Hearns and the Corbins. I also want readers to take heed so that some of them might be saved in the future by remembering something they learned in one of my books. I am not writing a textbook or a strictly-news work; I am dealing with some of the most profound human emotions that any of us encounter, and I want that to come through, just as I try to let the reader walk with me where all these things happen. I go to almost every location so I can describe the weather, what grows there, the way the air feels, houses and rooms, even the favorite foods of people who live in that city or town.

In crime-blogging, I've sometimes found it difficult to talk to grieving people, family members of victims -- it felt "wrong." I'd imagine this is a feeling a lot of true crime writers have to deal with -- how do you handle it?

When I first began writing for True Detective Magazine and her four 'sister' publications, I felt guilty when I realized I was making a living from other people's tragedies -- so much so that I went to a psychiatrist to discuss my concerns. He half-smiled and told me, "Ann, half the world makes its living from the other half's misfortunes: doctors, police officers, firefighters, insurance agents, nurses, morticians, etc. etc. What matters is how you feel about the people you're writing about." I felt better at that point because I did see the people in my articles as clearly as if they were friends or neighbors of mine, and I was sorry for them. As the years went by, I actually had to write a few times about people I knew well. I needed that job as the Northwest "stringer" for the fact-detective magazines because I was raising four kids and a foster son on my own, and yet I almost quit early on because I felt uneasy about writing about tragedies. Now, I get several letters or emails a year from people who tell me I actually saved their lives because I had warned them in my books or articles about hitchhiking, trusting strangers' manipulative stories, or falling in love too fast without checking out their partner's background. I think the thing that helps me the most about talking to those who have suffered terrible losses is that every family I've written about who has lost someone to murder has been relieved that I wrote about the victim. They tell me that it helps a little to be able to give a book with true story in it to someone who asks "What happened?"

Even so, occasionally I hear myself talking about "a good homicide," when I mean it's an interesting story -- and I catch my breath. There is no such thing as a good homicide.

Events in the Corbin case never followed a predictable course. What, if anything, surprised you as you worked on Too Late to Say Goodbye?

I was surprised by many things in the Corbin story, but, Steve, forgive me if I save those surprises for the readers of my book? Let me just say there were bizarre circumstances, strange people, and baffling disappearances that I never expected.

May true crime writers start out as reporters, and for the better part of your career you've been a writer, but you were once a law enforcement officer in Seattle. I've often wondered -- how much does your experience in law enforcement inform what you do, even today?

I was never a newspaper reporter -- only in college papers. All I ever wanted to do was be a police officer, and when I graduated from the University of Washington with a degree in Creative Writing, I nevertheless signed up the next day with the Seattle Police Department. (I took all those writing courses because they were "easy A's" not even listening to my subconscious mind telling me something!) My police work helped me years later when I started with True Detective under my male pen-name "Andy Stack." I knew police procedure, but back in the day when I was a cop, the women officers never got to work homicides, just as I had to have a male pen-name at first with the detective magazines! Still, I knew many of the detectives and that helped me get my foot in the door, and they let me interview them about cases. The best part was that I was invited to attend all kinds of training conferences, and the King County Police Department let me attend their Crime Scene Investigation course. I went to courses on Bomb Search and Seizure, Medical Examiners' Conferences, Riot Control, Sexual Crimes, Blood Spatter Evidence etc. etc. I also went back to college and got another degree -- this time in Law and Justice. Eventually, I was invited to teach courses to detectives and prosecutors on serial murder, women who kill, and high profile offenders. Since my grandfather and uncles were sheriffs and my cousin was a prosecutor, another uncle a medical examiner, you might say that law enforcement is part of my genetic heritage. I have always written, but for years I thought the last thing I ever wanted to be was a book writer. It just goes to show that a career can sneak up on you when you least expect it!

Jenn Corbin and Dolly Hearn would have been easy to sympathize with. How hard has it been to tell the whole story in as even-handed a manner as possible?

I try not to show prejudice -- or feel prejudice -- in my books, but there always comes a point when circumstantial and physical evidence points too strongly toward a killer. After that, it's pretty difficult for me to present him -- or her -- as a sympathetic character.

That is true of Too Late to Say Goodbye. A bad guy is a bad guy, and it's very hard to make him look like a rosebud.

Bart Corbin's family was fiercely supportive of Bart until the end. Were they ever willing to speak with you?

Bart Corbin's family was not receptive to me. One sister-in-law told me that they had retained their own author, and that they "might" answer my questions, but only if I submitted them first for their approval, so they could decide which questions to answer. I don't work this way, so I passed. I feel sorry for Bart Corbin's mother, who was devastated, I hear, by the end of this case. Bart himself would speak to no one -- not even the police.

You're pretty web-savvy, but Jenn Corbin was into an online game, EverQuest, that is a bit of a mystery to people who don't play it. Did you have to research EverQuest and the game-playing culture for this book?

Yes, I had to research EverQuest. I've never played on-line games, so they were a mystery to me. The Internet and the computer world is where I work -- not play. I had a lot of help from Russ Halcome, an investigator with the Gwinnett County District Attorney's Office in this. Russ is their resident computer genius, and he explained the intricate forensic technology he employed to track suspects, and people playing games on the Internet. He was the one who found the contents of the Corbins' computers.

Some true crime books are churned out by authors whose research consists of reading news accounts, blog entries (if any have been made), and court transcripts. A few of them do pretty well, sales-wise. What's the difference between those quickie books and what you do?

There are, indeed, writers who write several true-crime paperbacks a year, something that is apparently possible for them because they don't attend trials, or go to the places where homicides have happened, or talk to the people involved in person. They often rely on newspaper articles and occasionally buy court transcripts. It's one way of approaching this genre -- but I would almost say there are TWO genres in true-crime. Some authors want to get the stories out there first and fast in much shorter "overviews" of infamous cases. Others hope to write lasting works in the tradition of Truman Capote, Thomas Thompson, Jerry Bledsoe, and Norman Mailer. I hope I fit into the latter category in my hardcover books. My True Crime Files are also meticulously researched. They are paperback originals with several cases in one book.

The name of the game in real true-crime writing is research, research, research, and finding out information you never believe you can as you begin each book. And that cannot be done quickly because it is essentially a waiting game, and the true-crime author who excels has to be a detective, too, in a way; we have to figure out ways to find the information we need.

Finally -- what's on your plate for the coming year, book-wise? Do you ever slow down?

Right now, I am working on Volume 12 of Ann Rule's True Crime Files. It's called Smoke, Mirrors and Murder and will have about seven cases. Some are as new as the Mary Winkler case in Selmer, Tennessee, and some go back to the seventies and eighties, memorable cases from my 15 years with True Detective Magazine. I am off on a book tour on June 3rd for Too Late to Say Goodbye -- to New York City, Atlanta, Washington, Georgia, Portland, Oregon, Phoenix, Arizona, and the Northwest. Then I get chained to my computer again so that Smoke, Mirrors and Murder will be available for Christmas shoppers!

I never have slowed down, but I'm sure thinking about it for a few months this next fall. Maybe I'll even make it to New England to see the leaves change -- my autumn goal for the last ten years! Readers who want to know more can visit me at www.annrules.com.

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INTERVIEWER'S NOTE: I've begun reading an advance copy of Too Late to Say Goodbye. I knew a lot about the Corbin case, but just 100 pages into Ann Rule's account, I began to realize that I didn't know everything, at all. And I also realized that it is the kind of tale only Ann Rule can tell -- twisting, layered, tragic, mysterious. I thank Ann for taking the time to answer some questions, and I thank her for being an inspiration.

ADDED LATER: Check out some of Ann Rule's recommended reading, as published in the Wall Street Journal.

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