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First of all, this is a very short domain name, and accordingly your clients will not need to remember it for a long time, or write it down somewhere so as not to forget it.

    EXTRA SHORT LENGTH - the length of the name of this domain up to .com is only 4 characters. Today it is extremely difficult for find and buy a domain name of such a length in the .com domain zone. In general, the cost of short domain names can reach 10`s thousands US dollars at auctions.
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