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03/03/21 11:59 AM #9106    

 

Michael McLeod

Here I am again with a brilliant piece of writing that isn't mine.

Just a compulsion to share when you love the art of writing, I guess.

And when you love it enough it doesn't matter if the subject is happy or sad.

In this case a little bit of both.

The good news is this colleague of mine recovered.

As for the bad: 

 

"It affects virtually nobody." D.Trump, 9-21-20

Think of the worst flu you can remember. Think of the worst moment of that worst flu, but even worse, so much worse. Think of that worse-than-worst moment repeating again and again for hours, for days. Imagine that it’s even worse than that and there is no break and it doesn’t end. You have fever, chills, aches. Your limbs are too heavy to allow you to get up from the sofa.
You are sleeping on the sofa now because you can’t climb the stairs to your bedroom. You are using the throw pillows because you don’t have the energy to climb the stairs to your bedroom to get a real pillow. You won’t sleep with a real pillow for at least a month.
You sleep most of the time.
You wake in the middle of the night shivering, shaking with chills. Or soaking wet from sweat. Your T-shirt and yoga bottoms are drenched but you don’t have the strength to get up and put on dry clothes. You don’t have the energy to take a shower. Your T-shirt dries on you as you sleep. This goes on for a while until one day you realize you haven’t changed your clothing for at least three days. Or is it four?
You are too weak to boil water on the stove. You are too weak to stand in front of the microwave and heat water. You turn on the hot water tap and let it run. You put a teabag in a mug and add hot tap water. There. You’ve made tea. One day you notice that you have such a big pile of used mugs in the sink that it’s going to soon be impossible to put a fresh mug under the faucet. You have a sink full of mugs and the thought of putting them in the dishwasher is overwhelming so you go back to the sofa and back to sleep.
You are sleeping round the clock. You wake, burning up, take your temperature, record it, drink a little juice and go back to sleep. You wake, shaking with chills, take your temperature, record it, drink a little tea and go back to sleep. (Recording your temperature seems important.) You drink something, anything, and go back to sleep. The only difference between day and night is that the night is lit with streetlights. You don’t know if it’s 8:30 in the evening or 8:30 on a cloudy morning. And it doesn’t matter.
You are alone and this is a pandemic. No one is going to enter your apartment for a visit. There aren’t any neighbors on your floor; the occupants of apartments A through F have all fled the city. A fearless friend offers to drop off groceries. You ask for juice, soup, bananas. They buzz from downstairs and you let them in the building. They leave a Trader Joe’s bag outside your door. You wait until they are gone to open the door. You can barely drag the bag over the threshold.
Sometimes you try to heat up a can of soup; mostly you eat it at room temperature from the can or in a mug. You notice that the pile of used mugs is now higher than the level of the countertop.
You are alone. No one is going to come and wash your dishes.
On the tenth day you cough up blood. A small spot on a tissue. You think of Chekhov, Chopin, Keats, Shelley, Poe, the Brontës. That first moment when they saw their first spot of blood. Were they alone, too?
You have Covid dreams in neon colors, the same dream night after night, day after day. At first you dream you are having fun with friends, in theatre lobbies, rehearsal rooms, restaurants, parks, airports. Then one night Covid visits your dreams in the form of a giant, slimy, foot-long leech that you peel off your arm. The next night you dream of your dead parents.
On the twelfth day you can’t catch your breath. Doctor. Covid Center. Ambulance. Oxygen. Hospital. Triage desks lined up like cashiers at Trader Joes. Hallways lined with people on gurneys. Cries. Moans. Misty the nurse. No gown, just surgical mask and rubber gloves. She puts an IV in your arm. You say, where’s your protective gear. She says “we’re all going to get this.” You have a sense of surrender, like when you go bankrupt in a game of Monopoly.
At midnight you are suddenly and unexpectedly released (no beds?) and find yourself standing on a city street corner, trying to get a taxi, dragging a fifteen-pound oxygen tank behind you. There are no people on the streets. There are no taxis.
"It affects virtually nobody."
You are nobody. You are alone.


03/03/21 11:12 PM #9107    

 

Joseph D. McCarthy

Mike I feel for your friend.  That made me want to explain my second injection/shot that was scheduled for 10:00 A.M. today.  The location is a hospital facility about thirty minutes North of me. But today I didn't haveto put up with any trafficor standing in the cold.  No sir, ad Lady, they sent me an E-mail on tuesday night that said they were cancelling and rescheduling all appointments because ---- DRUM ROLL --- they hadn't received any supply of vaccine.  But not to worry, they would call within, probably, seven to ten days to reschedule.

What had gone wrong.  Firsst the state informed all vaccination sites that they should (better not) keep any vaccine in reserve for those who would be getting their second shot.  Then there was a problem with trucks getting through the snow and iced roads.  And another reason was they contracted with Blue Cross to administer distribution.

Now I get to sit by my phone every day waiting for someone, poor soul, to call and reschedule my appointment.  Now my first vaccination was twenty-one days ago.  Add the seven to ten days in which they hopefully will call.  Then figure a week to two weeks before my appointment.  Cutting it close.  It might end up that I will not have a second vaccination at my appointment, BUT instead have my second FIRST vaccination and the wait for three weeks to, hopefully, finally obtain my second vaccination.

Don't you just love it when a plan comes together.

Joe

 


03/04/21 11:21 AM #9108    

 

Michael McLeod

I'm sorry for that, Joe. I understand the angst. Jim may weigh in on the medical aspects of this if he sees your message, but the only thing I can think of to cheer you up is to say you are protected to some degree - various studies have posited various percentages of how well that first shot protects you. In general it seems like the more studies come out the better that first shot looks.

But yes even at best there is this edginess to that time lapse between shot number one and that long period of waiting for the next shoe to fall. 


03/04/21 03:16 PM #9109    

 

Mark Schweickart

Dave – Just to knit-pick a bit – I am doubting your last post. If you look at our "Classmate Profiles" section, you will see that Fred's birthday (assuming you are referring to Fred Clem) is Feb. 9. And, strike two – Janie's birthday is not until April 20. The reason this struck a chord with me is that I made the same kind of oops myself a few months ago. I use the online site American Greetings to send ecards occasionally, and they notify me when someone, to whom I have previously sent a card, is about to have a birthday. So this past October I got a note from them saying Tim Lavelle's birthday was coming up. So, I thought I would surprise him with a card, and it especially surprised him because it turns out his birthday is actually coming up this month – March 22 is, if I have this right, the correct date. When I saw your post today about Fred, I thought, "Oh no, did I do it again? Didn't I just send  Fred a card last month on Feb.9?" This sent me double-checking, which is where I saw in the "Profiles" that I was right about Fred. And while I was there, I decided to check on your comment about Janie, which is where I noticed you were wrong about her date as well. So, what gives? I am blaming my Lavellian error on American Greetings. What is your Clemian/Albright-Blankian excuse?


03/04/21 04:08 PM #9110    

 

James Hamilton, M. D.

Joe McC., 

Yes, as Mike indicated I did see your Post regarding timing between dosing of the mRNA Covid-19 vaccines.

The medical literature is, at this time, consistent with what is appearing in the lay press. Although the ideal is 21 days between the Pfizer and 28 days between the Moderna vaccines there does seem to be some leeway of up to 6 weeks (42 days) between doses of both vaccines. The same vaccine should be given for both doses and not interchange them.

That being said, this switch in thinking about the spacing of doses began to be looked at more intensely when the vaccine shortages/delivery became problematic. So I am a bit sceptical. There is even some suggestion that single doses may promote enough of a immune response without the second dose. Currently, that is not the majority opinion.

The newer immunization but older technology Jenssen/Johnson and Johnson adenovirus vectored vaccine is now being distributed in the USA but not yet widely so. This is a one shot vaccine that is easier to store. The efficacy is not as good as the mRNA products but that may be misleading due to the fact that some of the testing was done at a different time frame (after some of the mutations arrived) and other factors. From what I can tell it is a reasonable vaccine but may be less effective in the senior population. My personal preference, if given a choice, is an mRNA vaccine. The USA Bishops have come out with a statement that they do not like it as the cell lines for it came from aborted fetuses in 1970. Although, if I recall correctly, the Pope did not condemn it a couple of months ago. The Bishops apparently are leaving it up to the individual conscience and the patient/doctor alliance. Others in the class may have more info on this aspect.

Janet and I have FINALLY been able to make appointments to get our "jabs" (as a lot of TV people are calling it - sort of a gross word in my opinion) next week. Hopefully, there will be no problems such as you have been experiencing.

Hope your difficulties soon are solved!

Jim

  ADDENDUM:  Our local Diocesan newspaper (The Colorado Catholic Herald) which is dated 5 March 2021, had a box that stated the J&J vaccine was "morslly unacceptable, especially in light of better vaccine options. While the Pfizer and Moderna vaccines performed tests on aborted fetal cells, they are both morally permissible based on their remote cooperation with the evil of abortion." 

This sounds different from what I understood from the lay press. Apparently, remoteness seems to be factor in the Church's vieepoint. Again, if anyone has more info on this topic, please chime in. Regardless, I personally prefer the mRNA vaccines made by Pfizer and Moderna from a medical viewpoint. 


03/04/21 04:28 PM #9111    

 

David Mitchell

Mark,

Here is my excuse - from the Forum "Home Page"  (down in the right hand lower corner)  - in my haste, I thought this was a birthday list of classmates. Had I simply read a bit further, I might have known this was incorrect as my own date would be wrong too.

If I could read I'd be dangerous!  

A thousand pardons Fred and Janie.

 


03/04/21 05:05 PM #9112    

 

Michael McLeod

I'm with you on the jab, jim. Or with you on the jim, jab.

It's an ugly word, might even scare people off, and as shots go, this one's easy-peasy. that's coming from somebody who's an utter wimp about it. Once as a supposedly grown ass man I turned up to donate blood and without realizing it, actually thinking I was being really clever and convivial, I chattered away until a nurse look straight at me and said: "You're scared, aren't you?"

Busted!


03/05/21 11:40 AM #9113    

 

John Maxwell

I love controversy. It is one thing that helps move culture forward. In the case of the use of stem cell use for any purpose, it reminds me of the lifeboat scenario. The questions it raises, who lives? who's expendable? who gets eaten? All decided by who survives. I have to acknowledge God's sense of humor. His relentless testing our resolve to live versus sacrifice. Maybe that's the reason for the grey matter. To judge the reasons why and why not. We reference what we've been taught and what we've learned from experience and what has inspired us. All I can say is shake your booty, this ain't a dress rehearsal. Hope you all have a wonderful spring enjoying the rebirth of the planet and its many wonders. Love to all and my sincerest sympathy to the Kinkaid family and to Ruth for their loss. May the souls of the faithful departed rest in peace. Love. Jack. Aka John, Jocko, Hey You.

03/05/21 07:25 PM #9114    

 

David Mitchell

As we have lowred the tempurature in the room a bit and slowed the pace, I will use this opprotunity to pose a question that has been burning inisde me for several years now, and I can no longer contain my sense of urgency on the matter. I will assume that many of you share the same concern, and have the need to know the answer to this all-important question that challenges the validity of the new world order.

Can someone please tell me, who the hell the Kardasians are, and what in God's name are they famous for?


03/07/21 12:05 AM #9115    

 

James Hamilton, M. D.

I have added an addendum to my Post #9133 regarding the vaccines. 

Jim 


03/07/21 10:55 AM #9116    

 

Michael McLeod

I really enjoyed interviewing this woman.

If you asked me what I have most enjoyed about being a journalist it's meeting people I never might have encountered otherwise and being tasked to understand them and tell their stories.

Just finished this one.

 

Here are the two reasons why Alexandra Enyart is the perfect choice to serve as guest conductor for Opera Orlando’s May production of “As One”:

As a conductor, she knows the show inside out.  As an individual, she’s lived it.

 “As One” is a chamber opera about a transgender woman’s odyssey of self-discovery, as portrayed by two singers, each of whom represents the same person: “Hannah Before” and  “Hannah After.”

The genius of the show is its adaptation of one of musical theater’s core conventions – a couple falls in love while fending off the world – to dramatize a single individual’s battle towards self-discovery and acceptance. 

“As One,” composed by Laura Kaminsky with a libretto by Mark Campbell and Kimberly Reed and first performed at the Brooklyn Academy of Music in 2014, is an extended duet between a male (a baritone) and a female (mezzo soprano). One of its most striking theatrical elements is that quite often, as they sing together, the performers register precisely the same emotion, peeling back layers of experience and discovery concurrently, as one.

Enyart, who first directed As One in Chicago, where she now serves as music director of Thompson Street Opera Company, grew up as Alex Enyart in a musically-inclined family in the small, conservative Appalachian city of Alexandria, Ky. 

“My mother played English oboe and English horn,” she says. “My dad was a drummer in a rock band. They’d play in the basement. They were always looking for a bass player, and I’d get drafted.”

Teased when she dared to grow her hair long, she knew from early on that escaping was her only path to freedom. “I knew I was different. There was a lot of repressing. But I knew that I was going to have to move away from where I was.”

She left in her early 20’s to study music at the University of Louisville, where she would eventually earn a Masters Degree in conducting and begin taking hormone therapy – secretly, at first, while still dressing as a male. That changed, literally overnight, with the help of an understanding professor she confided in and an assist from the school’s student orchestra.

She remembers the date:  Feb. 23, 2017.  The day before, she had conducted the orchestra’s rehearsal dressed like a male. Afterwards the professor had quietly informed the orchestra members that she’d be conducting as a woman the next time they saw her.

“That rehearsal the next day – the flow between me and the orchestra was entirely different,” she says. “The energy between us was utterly new and totally amazing. Suddenly there were just no barriers.”

Music and her new life have intertwined ever since.  Enyart has directed numerous productions of “As One,”  including one in Australia, and has been hailed by critics back home as a harbinger of diversity in the burgeoning arena of small scale, “storefront” urban opera companies.

“The transgender community is only beginning to have a seat at the table,” wrote one reviewer. “If you Google the words ‘trans, orchestra and conductor,’ the first results will be for Trans-Siberian Orchestra. Enter Alexandra Enyart.”

“As One” will be performed by Michael Kelly and Elise Quagliata at Harriett’s Orlando Ballet Centre, accompanied by an Orlando Philharmonic Orchestra string quartet, on May 21 and May 23. 


03/07/21 11:06 AM #9117    

 

David Barbour

Thanks, Mike, for an interesting post.  You realize, certainly, that these trans people are just weirdo, perverts

and will grow out of it!!!

DB, weirdo, pervert


03/07/21 11:19 AM #9118    

 

Michael McLeod

Dave: You should call this up on youtube and listen to a few scenes.

Some companies are better than others, of course. But the music is beautiful. That's the good thing about music. It doesn't judge. It just is what it is. 


03/07/21 01:32 PM #9119    

 

David Barbour

Thanks, Mike, I liked San Diego opera best.  But I have a low tolerance for opera ( wife is italian!) and

don't think I'll revisit this for a while.  Beautiful for all those italians out there.( check it out, Fred)


03/07/21 03:01 PM #9120    

 

John Maxwell

Dave M,
Not proclaiming any real knowledge on the subject, I've occasionally pondered it. Due mostly to its establishment in the realm of pop culture.

I believe they are a family, the children of a noted attorney who came to prominence during the O.J. Simpson murder trial.

First, famous Pop Artist, Andy Worhol, is credited with the statement about fame. That everyone would enjoy a period of fifteen minutes of fame in their lifetime. His comment was mostly due to the surge of mass media in the sixties. Television, print, radio, film and the unforeseen electronic internet and social media.

Tailored to the bored masses, reality television has brought to our civilization such TV shows as, Honey Booboo, Swamp People, Mountain Men, Keeping Up With the Kardasians, and everyone's favorite The Apprentice. The latter resulting, admittedly, in the most popular President of the USA. Why so popular? Why do people find reality shows so interesting? Maybe because their lives are so mundane that it becomes an escape from a tortured existance or a loss of some crucial part of their life, or ethos.

I believe it is essentially driven by marketing. Marketers have discovered via data collection, what the likes and dislikes of our culture are, and have packaged entertainment to tickle those fancies. I use the term entertainment loosely. One of the pioneers of this type of curiosity seeking was Madonna. Warren Beatty commented in Truth or Dare, "If you could, you'd live your life in front of a camera." Boom. Here we are. The nation is drawn to an age spectrum of men and women concerned with a wide range of topics, from looks, marriage and relationships, social issues, shopping, etc. I've not studied the demographics of that particular program but I imagine it's pretty heavy in the female 12-65 year old segment, and moderate in the 16-80 year old male. Just my guess. I imagine the demographics for Swamp People are probably just opposite, and the Apprentice was probably equal.

In addition, through the ages people have traditionally had an interest in the lives of the rich, powerful and famous or notorious people. It's just that some pretty clever producers have managed to tap into that curiosity and found a way to apply it to some rather mundane and average people's lives and made them seem exciting. Make no mistake these programs are scripted and adhere to a tightly planned format. In filmmaking there are rules, they guide a story by creating tension and balance, suspense, and revelation. Story telling is an art plain and simple. Apply that to some of the entries on this forum. I find a bit of what appears here somewhat akin to reality TV. Mind you, it's not Emmy worthy, but it has been entertaining. I'm a regular follower. I guessed you were seeking an explaination. Maybe some one could disagree and start a conflict with some real statistics and facts and challenge my theory. Are you listening Mary Margaret? To that I say bring it! See, the introduction to potential conflict. Maybe we can get personal and let it play out to everyone's horror! Or not.

Jack

03/07/21 05:44 PM #9121    

 

David Mitchell

John,

A profound reply to a bit of a tongue-in-cheek question.

But I guess we did have our coonskin caps and and mousekateer ears. And Flippo.

I think maybe it's a blessing that one of my kids does not have TV in her house for the two kids to watch. I'd hate to think they found normal and acceptable, a guy who berates and insults his "pupils" because the mornay sauce they made or the Coquilles St. Jaques are less than perfect. Imagine how many young viewers are growing up thinking it was cool to plot behind your companions back who gets "voted" off the island, or even more brazen, who sleeps with who tonnight? 

Entertainment?  I would call it sickness!  

For Pop culture programing, I'll take the Weather Channel's "Highway Through Hell" any day. I always did like trucks.


03/07/21 11:27 PM #9122    

 

David Mitchell

I was just watching a repeat PBS show about my favorite play, Les Miserables. I and my daughters have each seen it live about 10 times between us and many more on PBS "Anniversary" performances. One of many great songs is "Bring Him Home'. I'm sure a few of you know it.

 

Since I mentioned the topic of St. David's Day and Wales, I am reminded of the fact that just about evey man in Wales sings - usualy in a town choir.

There is a small town in Wales, Langollen, where they hold an annual "Choir of the World" Competition. There have been many winners but I am sure you will find the two below most interesting;

First,

In 1955, this group of young men from the town of Modena Italy, among whom was a young man (about 17 - circled) and his father. That young man went on to become one of the greatest opera singers of all time. His name was Luciano Pavoratti. 

 

 

Second;

Shortly after Mary and I and the kids moved back to Columbus from Denver, I read an intersting article in the Dispatch in 1990 about an award for a little local singing group, better known as the Ohio State University Men's Glee Club.  I cannot find the Dispatch article but this is on the Choir's website. 

"During its history, the Men's Glee Club has garnered worldwide accolades. Most notably, the group was unanimously declared “Choir of the World” in 1990 under the direction of Professor James Gallagher in Llangollen, Wales. The Men's Glee Club was the first male chorus and the first ensemble from the United States to win the competition."

Did this news make the front page like any OSU football story would? Of course not. It was burried somehwere back on the 4th page. If I recall correctly, the song they sang for the competition was "Bring Him Home" from Les Mis.

 


03/08/21 11:04 AM #9123    

 

Michael McLeod

I'm going to call this an addendum in an effort to sound as cool and professional as Dr. J.

All that aside the truth is this video I post below strips away any pretentions I might have and turns me into a crumpled up weepy mess every....damn....time.

From the first time I heard it. And it didn't matter that it was in Italian and so I knew neither the language or the story of the opera at the time. 

And I still know very very little about opera but surely this is one of the most, if not the most beloved arias in the history of the art. I would tell you what he's singing about but again, what's more important and mysterious and grand is that you don't need to know to be uplifted by it.

And in this case the setting, somehow, makes it all the more powerful.

The mundane interrupted by the sublime. I'll take that any day.

Do yourselves a favor.

 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LN04HEpDrPc

 

 

 


03/08/21 01:13 PM #9124    

 

Joseph D. McCarthy

Quiz time.  So take out your books and dust off your brains.  Here goes.

What item(s) do the following "Terms" represent:

  1.  A Washington?

  2.  A Jefferson?

  3.  A Lincoln?

  4.  A Hamilton?

  5.  A Jackson?

  6.  A Grant?

  7.  A Franklin?

  8.  A McKinley?

  9.  A Cleveland?

10.  A Madison?  And last but not least;

11. A Chase?

 

Dave M. a hint, nothing to do with Philately.

Okay put the books, and computers away, and let the dust resettle where it will.

 


03/08/21 04:30 PM #9125    

 

Mark Schweickart

Joe – These seem to be the faces on our paper currency in ascending order, starting with Washington on the one dollar bill, Jefferson on the two, etc. I am afraid after Franklin on the 100, without looking it up, I would be only guessing, because unlike the wealthy man that you must be to know these things, I've never had the good fortune to see something larger than a Benjamin pass though my wallet.

Mike  – Your suggestion that we watch Puccini's Nessum Dorma, prompted this thought that I wonder if you would agree with. Isn't it often better to not know the language of powerful music like this because so often the lyrics seem so inconsequential and unable to walk hand in hand with the stirring music they are attempting to accompany? I was struck by this when I watched a version of this, at your suggestion, and then watched another version that included a translation of the lyrics. I remember noticing this phenomenon when I first saw a performance of Beethoven's "Ode to Joy" that had a translation of the lyrics projected on large screens. The lyrics conveyed a nice enough sentiment about the joy of friendship, brotherhood, or even the love of a single person, lyrics that were derived from some supposedly well-known poem by Schiller back in Beethoven's day, but for me it simply deflated the passion and power of the music I had always known and enjoyed immensely without ever being aware of what the chorus was singing about. Having since learned somehting of the translation, I must say I prefer to remain ignorant of this element of the piece.

Taking a cue from your flash-monb recommendation, here's a nice flash-mob version of "Ode to Joy" that really highlights the artistry of the individual musicians that I am sure can't help but put a smile on your face. Of course, no translation included.




03/08/21 04:51 PM #9126    

 

Michael McLeod

Thanks Mark.

And you are correct about music and that was my line of thinking too. 

In writing they talk about voice, and your presence on the page. And what they mean is that if you work hard enough in terms of all the tools that are available to you - sentence structure, pacing, word choice, telling details, linking those small details to deep emotions and powerful abstractions - you can make a reader feel "like that story happened to them," as Hemingway put it.

But people who compose music can do something even more miraculous, if you ask me.

They can mainline your heart.

They can bridge the frigging language barrier because words count but not as much as the melody.

So you don't have to know that the dude in nessum doormouse, as the music students in my class call it, is crazy in love and talking about doing something absolutely impossible but he's gonna go for it no matter what. Because that voice will hotwire its way across the language barrier, especially if you have ever been crazy in love, maybe even with a god or a goddess, and you defied the risks and the awfulness of loss and you went for it no matter what. So you are going to hear that song and it will brush everything aside and speak to your soul in a language beyond mere words. Call it a heart bypass.


03/08/21 05:02 PM #9127    

 

David Mitchell

Nessum Dorma has to be the most beautiful piece of vocal music ever. 

I love those last two lines, "I Will Win, I Will Win!"

 

Nice work Giacomo.

 


03/08/21 05:16 PM #9128    

 

Michael McLeod

I'm wondering now if "Man of La Mancha" was inspired by Nessum Dorma.

I guess not since it was inspired by a book.

But the theme is...well it's both upside down and parallel, Dulcinea being no goddess.


03/08/21 08:37 PM #9129    

 

James Hamilton, M. D.

You gentlemen are much more cultured than I. Give me a good old classic country song and I'm happy. Some of those can also bring a tear to my eye, such as Bobby Goldsboro's "Honey".

And they're all in English! 

Jim 

 


03/09/21 10:21 AM #9130    

 

Michael McLeod

Well hell fire Jim. I see you're bringing the big dog into this fight. That's not entirely fair.  I mean, come on: If I'm drunk, any number of country songs can make me cry.

Top of the list:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zpEew3M-Kvg

That one can bring a tear to my eye even when I am stone cold sober. You don't cry when you hear this song, I question your red white and blue bona fides.

Runner up in the sub-genre:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=72AVXpeo_ZI

 

 


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