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When I was reading Geoffrey Parker's Global Crisis: War, Climate Change & Catastrophe in the Seventeenth Century, one of the things I make a note to research more later was the fact that Maréchal Vauban had made models to show Louis XIV the fortifications that he had designed. I wondered, of course, if any of these models still survived. As it turns out, many of them do, in a number of different museums throughout France. Here is a blog post that describes a visit to a museum that has one of these models on display, as well as mentioning the locations of some of the others. I was pleased and surprised that so many of these models are still extant, given what's happened in France in the roughly 350 years since they were made. I was also stunned and surprised at the scale of the models: On reading about them, I had pictured something roughly along the lines of 1:5000 scale (roughly 1 foot = 1 mile), but instead it turns out they were constructed in 1:600 scale (roughly 9 feet = 1 mile). Wow! Definitely something I'd like to see, if I ever make it to France and have sufficient time available.

conuly

So, responses here are not terribly helpful.

The OP is specifically confused about the use of the prhase "such as" in the highlighted sentence. I said that this is not wrong, it's just formal and old-fashioned, but like most Americans I've had very little formal education in English grammar and with google I still can't find either the words to define it or a few well-placed citations by prestigious authors.

azurelunatic

I picked a hotel based on price and reviews, and I think I picked poorly. Housekeeping was by request only, but they communicated that exactly bloody nowhere. The staff were universally friendly and courteous, but the lack of communication about that vital issue was overwhelming. I had to request housekeeping on Sunday twice, and the second time the person who arrived with fresh towels and to take away the garbage said something peculiar, about having us on the housekeeping list the next morning. I inquired, and learned that it is a lingering Covid safety policy. I would rather have universal masking as the lingering Covid safety policy.

Spicy mango frozen margaritas are delicious. We went to a local brewery, I think on Friday after the parish hall setup for the party. S & Z went for the frozen margarita "flight" and we passed the little goblets around for tasting. I tried the raspberry daiquiri (non frozen) and found it too sour. But I was able to enjoy the hot rim on the mango margarita, to the extent that I looked up recipes and got a bottle of Tajín after we got home. We played Sushi Go (except for Mums) and Wizard (except for me). There was no duckie in the big fishbowl drink as they were out. Alas. Hot Rim is our new band, and all the titles of the songs are double entendres, each followed by a B-side entitled "... Vociferously!"

Pips' partner H came for Saturday and Sunday, and it was very good to meet them. Belovedest has a sticker on their water bottle reading "I'm the enby sheep", and H is another such enby sheep. And Goth. We took to each other immediately.

The anniversary party was a hit. I even convinced Belovedest to dance with me to "I Will Survive", which I named as "our song" — not incorrect, but it's my song from nerd camp, and I believe their song by way of yeeting the evil ex, rather than our song together.
Cleanup on site was very swift, and we didn't actually have to stack all the chairs. Afterwards at home (the parental home), V and Mums put away leftovers and sorted the salad (cucumber and tomato separate from the lettuce) while the rest of the kid generation gossiped and played games and I carefully pulled the photos off the science fair board and sorted them back into their ziplock bags.

There was Sunday brunch, and I think we may not go there again — both of us and perhaps more of the party had mild food poisoning symptoms that afternoon. It didn't ruin our days fully, but I was glad to have my fully stocked medical kit on hand.

Squaredle is one of the family preoccupations. It's a NYT game that resembles Boggle, except it's a composed game rather than random, and the boards vary in size and shape. (One recent one was a 5x5 doughnut, with the middlemost letter missing.) There were also games of Boggle.

I did have the new folding power chair for the trip, which saved my strength for the important things. The acquisition is its own story, with the Bastard & Our Lady's own lucks. (This is a distinct entity from the folding scooter, which should arrive later this month.)

Crochet updates:
My #10 crochet cotton super Goth beaded choker is finished with the structural crochet work and needs the final outside beading. I'm waiting on more of the beads.
The self-striping granny triangle shawl has the first triangle complete, and I could wear it like that if I wanted to. Now that I know how it's sized, I've started the second triangle of three to make it a trapezoid.
Secret #10 crochet cotton project with a due date: I need to make a crucial measurement, but I found the perfect button in my collection. Awaiting the first chain. And I am pleased beyond measure to have been commissioned it.

Yellface is extremely glad we're home. She lectured us at length about having left, in tones I've never heard from her before. That was the extent of her displeasure, fortunately.

I experimented, and got us a first class upgrade on our way out. There was almost enough foot room for Belovedest, and enough elbow room for me. I even napped some. There was a cheese plate, and I felt secure enough in my prophylactic meds to partake. The only problem was the combination of my swoopy sleeves with armrest cup holders, so my right sleeve became saturated with ginger ale for a while.
Coming back was very crammed, even though we were in the premium seats with some extra foot room.

I'm glad I went.

marginaliana

Activities:

--Went out last week with

allen to see The Who at Fenway for their farewell tour. It was exquisite - because how could it not be? So many people there, all singing together. I scraped my voice to shit during You Better You Bet, I nearly cried during Love, Reign o'er Me. Absolutely magnificent. I want to pack the memory away into my soul.

There were two relatively young dudes in the row ahead of us who had clearly just discovered a platonic life bond of some sort because they were clinging to each other with frantic happiness.

While walking home there was some traditional Shitty Boston Driving and one of the showgoers ended up shouting "use ya blinka!" and "what, are ya from New Jersey?" in the most stereotypical local accent I've ever heard. It delighted me.

--Yesterday hung out at

stultiloquentia's place with her housemate and

bironic eating extremely fresh and ripe tomatoes and chatting about plants, homeownership, taste in art, bats, whether Batman gives enough to charity, etc.

--This morning I got up at ass o'clock to help my coworker unload her u-haul. Two other coworkers turned up (they're more her friends in a real sense - I'm friendly with people from work but prefer not to develop real friendships) plus her boyfriend, so it really wasn't a bad crew at all. Apparently the load in yesterday took much longer as they dealt with the logistics of how to efficiently fit it all.

I rode shotgun as she went to return the u-haul and let me tell you I now have endless grace for people driving those things. They're a nightmare and the windows are not remotely well-designed for driving amongst any sort of shared traffic whatsoever. She kept apologizing to other drivers and I kept soothingly saying "It's September first, they know anyone in a u-haul has never done this before." (We did not run anyone/anything over! \o/)

--Next weekend is the MCR show and I am Hella Excite. Many friends who have been to other tour dates have raved about how great it was so my anticipation is through the fucking roof.

andersenmom

Title: Proof
Rating: T
Type: Fic
Size/length/word count etc.: 679
Prompt: 012: Sunlight, Alibi
Fandom/Ship: &Team, Stray Kids; Byun Euijoo | EJ, Seo Changbin
Notes/Warnings: Lightly implied eating disorder
Summary Changbin liked meeting new people. People seem to trust him.

( Backstage at a music show )

Find the table with the list of fics here

Current Mood: bouncy
Current Music: Dusk - The Rose

andersenmom

I'm pretty sure I found Jump on my own, and I liked it. And did nothing about it.

( P1Harmony and their silly almost maknae )

Current Mood: happy
Current Music: Dreamer - TXT

oursin

Some while since I posted about being solicited to attend a dodgy-sounding medical conference ('a boutique-style event that emphasizes depth and interaction. Modest in scale but rich in content, the conference’s intimate setting fosters close communication and meaningful dialogue.').

My dears! they must be quite desperate for me to attend, for I have subsequently received not one, no, but TWO further invitations to 'be an Oral Speaker and/or Session Chair', they 'would be honored' to have my participation.

This may be like that invitation I received to a Virtual Trade Mission to Estonia in the supposition I was person of similar name to mine who had at one time had something to do with the Alpha Chi Omega Fraternity, Inc (I do not know whether it would have been of any relevance to them, either).

Maybe there is an actual OB/GYN person of similar name - further hilarity if they are of a different gender, my first name being liable to confusion - and even more if they get queries asking them to be on podcasts about Queen Victoria's sex life and other saucy topics.

On another prickly paw, this person, who does in fact exist and Know Who I Am, and has been assured my continued existence and (relative) compos mentis state, has quite failed to get back to me. Perchance the tone of my response was just a tad tetchy - I did not say JFGI but even these fallen days I felt that a little poking around on Ye Internettez would have uncovered usable contact details.

umadoshi

When it took forever to fall asleep last night, my brain's hamster wheel of choice was all household things--puttering and cleaning products and other such exciting stuff. I'm feeling fidgety and restless about home-related things, and I choose to blame the arrival of meteorological autumn (which TBH I usually forget is a thing, even though those seasonal dates are easier to pin down than the solstices and equinoxes). We often sort of melt into autumn here, but this year everything's taken a beating from lack of rain, so I've read several people talking about some leaves already coming down. :/

This morning I did manage to do some small puttery things that needed doing, but most things require input from both of us and

scruloose's mind and energy are currently elsewhere (long-overdue reno project). Also, y'know, I have a rewrite due in less than two weeks that I'm having real trouble focusing on; both that and the general restlessness are presumably not being helped by inevitable mild worry about Jinksy having dental extractions (also long-overdue) tomorrow.

(I'm reminding myself that any surfaces we can declutter before the fall crunch starts at Dayjob will be a significant help for my brain while that's going on. Here's hoping we can manage some of that.)

I won't think it's properly autumn until equinox anyway, but I do think maybe I'm ready for it.

Current Mood: restless

brithistorian

I'm currently reading Friend of the Devil: My Wild Ride with Jerry Garcia and the Grateful Dead by Len Dell'amico. In the first chapter, Dell'amico tells about meeting Jerry Garcia for the first time in September 1980. They're talking backstage in Garcia's dressing room before a concert. One of the other people in the room is a Hells Angel named Tiny. Garcia pauses his conversation with Dell'amico for a moment to talk to Tiny. As it turns out, Tiny had been sent to deliver an official message to Garcia, which begins " I come tonight with a message for you from Mr. Sonny Barger, the president of the Oakland Chapter of the Hells Angels. . ."

As a historian, this is interesting/amusing to be because by 1980, Barger had already been worldwide head of the Hells Angels for 22 years, yet here Tiny is introducing him as "president of the Oakland Chapter." Apparently the Hells Angels use the same leadership structure as the Catholic Church (where the pope's official tile is "Bishop of Rome)! ^^

umadoshi

I don't usually have too much trouble falling asleep these years (thanks mainly to a low dose of amitriptyline), although it's never as easy as it seems like it should be, going by frequent evening sleepiness. (No, I still have not sent feelers out about restarting attempts at trying CPAP. >.< I think I'm a bit resistant because as long as I don't try it, there's the hope that it'll help when I do, but what if I do and it doesn't? *sighs*) But last night involved lying awake for well over two hours because my brain would not stop. Ugh.

Firm reminder to self: that used to be the norm. And at least there's no Dayjob today.

We didn't go to the wee local market this weekend, because when we were out with a car on Friday we were able to stop by the stall for a produce place ("place") I love, even though this was only our second time there. It's produce from a variety of farms down in the Valley, and they usually have a lot of different things, but for us it's not super feasible to get to without driving, even though it's not that far.

We came home with a pint of blueberries and three quarts of peaches, encompassing four peach varieties! ( cut in case you DGAF about peaches )

Back when we lived in Toronto (over twenty years ago now--what even?), of course, we had access to Ontario peaches, which are a glory upon the earth. And because my exposure to popular music (or, y'know, an awful lot of music generally) was even worse then than it is now, a couple decades later, I didn't actually know the "millions of peaches" song other than the "millions of peaches, peaches for me; millions of peaches, peaches for free" bit. Like. At all. But I would go around singing that bit in sheer joy over peaches, and sometimes about other things that I loved. No context.

(The classic example of that last bit is the time or three I was singing about "millions of Quake-chans", because a] the original Quake is one of my lifetime favorite games {am I still ridiculously annoyed both that the name/"franchise" has had absolutely nothing to do with the original game beyond the fucking game engine AND how bad Quake II was? Yes} and b] I had mostly left behind my early-anime-fangirl habit of using fragments of Japanese, but was still blithely appending "-chan" now and then for fun.)

Anyway, the point of this ramble is that (if I'm remembering correctly at this distance) one time Em was visiting and I merrily sang out "millions of kittens" etc. (this was before

scruloose and I were married, but we were already in it for the long haul, and at this point I had zero reason to think I would ever be able to have cats again because of their allergies), and when I finished the scrap of the song I knew and stopped, she quite reasonably belted out "KITTENS COME! IN A CAN!", which I had no way of predicting, and I probably didn't literally hit the floor in horror, but it came close.

Then she and

scruloose had to explain WTF had just happened and talk me down a bit, I think. ^^;

Current Music: KITTENS COME! IN A CAN!

andersenmom

Weekly Score: 51.4% (18/35)

Goal 1: Declutter house and take care of family. 32% (8/25)

Review: No luck on most of everything this week. I actually feel pretty good about the way the dishes went, but that's about it. No cleaning, no laundry. That has to change.

Goal 2: Catch up on Fannish50. 100% (9/9)

Review: it took me a couple of days to get all the writing done, and I managed to get everything posted that I wanted to. I'm actually really happy about how this is going, and I'm looking forward to getting it all done.

Goal 3: Prep for writing retreat. 100% (1/1)

Review: This is done. I've done all the prep. I'm so excited!

Intentions for the future: G1: I want to spend time in the conservatory and clean up in front of the piano. When that's done, I'm going to move the piano bench back and work on the living room. G2: I have two posts to write, and three to upload, so that will be easy. G4: The retreat happens starting Thursday! Nothing on my metrics to take care of, but outside of them, i need to pack, go shopping, and get ready to go!

Current Mood: bouncy
Current Music: DAM - SB19

anneapocalypse

August word count: 11786
Year to date: 86151

Though a lighter month than last month in raw word count, it's felt like a very productive one. (The current project is two companion longfics, Harsh Light and Gentle Dark, set during FFXIV's Heavensward expansion, one from my character Ariane's POV and one from from the POV of Urianger, my favorite NPC in the game, who will be shipped with Ariane but not until later!) I pushed onward through Gentle Dark, the Urianger fic, and got its final chapters written, which I'm very happy about! This does not mean that the first drafts are completely done, as there are some interlude bits I still need to write and which I deliberately saved for last. I'm working on those now, and on getting the chapter breaks finalized. I'm planning on posting these fics concurrently, alternating chapters by week, so matching chapter counts would be ideal.

As September approached, I was thinking it would be my first year doing FFXIV Write, a daily prompt-based fic writing challenge that's been going for many years. I struggle with even the idea of writing and posting in a single day with minimal editing, but I figured it'd be a good challenge for exactly that reason. However, it was recently announced that FFXIV Write will be taking a hiatus this year, as one of the organizers recently had a baby (a good reason!) and needs the time off. Some fans have decided to undertake the challenge anyway using prompts from previous years, and some have made and shared prompt lists of their own.

Personally, I've taken it as a reason to just keep going on the current project. My hope is to get the drafts into my beta's hands sometime this month; I think that's a reasonable goal, but we'll see how it goes! Either way, it's so exciting to see completion approaching. While I've posted a few one-shots for FFXIV, most of my fic-writing energy for the past couple years has gone into this, and it'll be my first longfic for this fandom. I'm really excited to get it out there!

oursin

Happy birthday,

philomytha!

finch

Over in smallweb it's smallweb September and so I've been trying to list out the stuff I've been meaning to do on my website and haven't gotten around to.

So far my list is:

probably find a webhost that's not just uploading shit to my email provider?
put my original universe stuff together literally at all
reformat the character reference pages and get them up
putting the art up would also be nice
fanfic archive could use updating/incorporating
so could some random other pages like my Flight Rising lore

Not sure how far I'll actually get in the list but it's nice to kind of lay out what I'm thinking, at least.

The end of September I'm going to be hosting Fourth Wing Femslash Week over on Tumblr again, which people seem to be excited about. It's not a fandom that sees a lot of femslash, so it's fun to drum up some interest.

This week I've been focused on writing for a different event week over there, but after that my plate's mostly clear between now and then so we'll see what happens, eh?

Also at the end of the month I start classes again. Ughhhhhh. Not terribly excited about that, but I guess I'll worry about it when we get there.

silveradept

Because the state of Mississippi has no idea what protecting children online actually entails, and are instead hoping that queer content will simply disappear off the Internet so they don't have to see it, but are threatening fines of $10,000 USD for each time a minor accesses something the state considers age-restricted, which goes far beyond the official and still-in-force Miller test for obscenity, Dreamwidth will be temporarily unavailable in the State of Mississippi starting September 1, 2025, and lasting until the State of Mississippi is injuncted against enforcing their overbroad and unsafe law. Because the state requires not only age verification of minors, but permission slips obtained and then all of that identifying information and documentation to be retained, along with special flags set for minor accounts that will make it obvious to a casual profile viewer that they're looking at a minor account (and therefore a possibly very juicy target), Bluesky has decided they are blocking Mississippi from using their service until Mississippi can be told that their law is overbroad, unconstitutional, and does the opposite of what they want it to do. The reason that this is happening in the first place is because despite at least one Justice saying outright that the challenge to the law was likely to succeed on the merits, the Supereme Court of the United States allowed it to go into effect because the conservative majority (or Justice I-Like-Beer-and-Boobies himself) said that the plaintiffs hadn't demonstrated sufficiently that they would be hurt by the law. Which sounds much more like an encouragement to Mississippi and others to pass these laws, even if they are eventually shut down, than someone taking into account the likelihood that the law will be judged unconstitutional and permitting preliminary injunctions to stay in effect while the case is argued, so that the state doesn't get the opportunity to try and collect its fines.

( Federation, Professional Experience, and What Can Be Done )

It also turns out that Tennessee passed a similar, if less draconian, law, and therefore Tennesseans under 18 will be temporarily barred from registering accounts on Dreamwidth until their law can be thrown out, because, in a similar way, people decided that while the law was likely to be axed, somehow there wasn't sufficient showing of injury to injunct the law immediately, so instead it gets to cause damage until rendered moot. So this particular conflict has to be fought on multiple fronts, in places passing laws and in places trying to pass them. Having seen the damage that happens when those places are allowed to pass laws, if your locality hasn't done it yet, it may be worth telling them what political ramifications await them if they do.

Current Mood: angry
Current Music: Lily Allen - Fuck You

silveradept

Let us begin with a promise from the company distributing the movie The Toxic Avenger to erase at least $5 million in medical debt, with each additional million past 5 made at the box office resulting in another million dollars' worth of medical debt destroyed. (The debt itself will not cost $1 million to acquire, as much of the outstanding debt is bought from various debt collection companies for significantly lower than face value.)

If you're looking for something that takes most of the strangeness of a comic book universe and lets it be strange and odd, while also being very entertaining, The television adaptation of The Middleman is available to stream and download from the Internet Archive. There aren't enough episodes of it, and it would do well with a revival, but you can enjoy it for the moment.

If you are on a Typepad-hosted or Typepad-managed blog or service, export all necessary data and assets before September 30, 2025, otherwise all of your material will be inaccessible permanently. Typepad is shutting down, and this is their attempt to allow people to export everything before they turn it all off.

( These always feel like so much happens in such a short time )

Last out, a spiky dinosaur that new fossils suggest may have grown spikes from the neck at least a meter long, in addition to all the other spiny points.

A web application designed to tell you what kinds of animals you are picking up and putting down with authority, based on what weights you tell it you can lift and put down with authority. What Animal Do You Even Lift, Bro?

And a story of stones, and reforging the rings around them as the people who those stones were given to reforge themselves closer and closer to the people who they are. Nate and Lee have a wonderful relationship, and this shows in in so many ways.

(Materials via

adrian_turtle,

azurelunatic,

boxofdelights,

cmcmck,

conuly,

cosmolinguist,

elf,

finch,

firecat,

jadelennox,

jenett,

jjhunter,

kaberett,

lilysea,

oursin,

rydra_wong,

snowynight,

sonia,

the_future_modernes,

thewayne,

umadoshi,

vass, the

meta_warehouse community,

little_details, and anyone else I've neglected to mention or who I suspect would rather not be on the list. If you want to know where I get the neat stuff, my reading list has most of it.)

Current Mood: discontent
Current Music: 3OH3 - Starstrukk

james

( You're about to view content that the journal owner has advised should be viewed with discretion. )

brithistorian

“Great art is somehow already in the future, showing us a place we haven’t arrived at yet. Not just to entertain us but to make us grow.” — Jan Younghusband, in Loaded: The Life (and Afterlife) of the Velvet Underground (Dylan Jones), p. 173.

kaberett

Reading. ( Regula Ysewijn, McKinley Valentine, David J. Linden, Ann Leckie )

Skimmed several more pain-related papers.

... and I am also making some actual progress on catching up with my reading page! By which I mean "... I'm almost a whole entire week into May." I make no promises about how far I'm going to actually get.

Watching. 'nother episode of Farscape: S02E05 The Way We Weren't. Will concede that this made me go "... okay, yeah, I see why I needed to watch everything that went before, and damn it I am Having Some Feelings".

I have now sat or indeed wiggled my way through through Squish The Fish (Cosmic Kids' "baby yoga") in its entirety, it being a great favourite of The Toddler. I continue to have fascinating conversations about things that are easy for toddlers versus for grown-ups with the resident physiotherapist.

Cooking. A sweetcorn, tomato and runner bean curry, unearthed via Eat Your Books when I realised I had somewhat unintentionally got the nice organic veg box people to bring us runner beans (of which I am generally suspicious because of the texture of the pod).

Two loaves of actually vaguely competent bread (turns out scraping together the executive function to make the timing work... works better).

For breakfast this morning: the next recipe from the Welsh cakes book, being blackberry and apple splits (thereby using up some of the stewed apple in the freezer!). Could stand to have significantly less sugar than the recipe suggested and frozen blackberries very much want to make something that could only generously be called a purée rather than a soup, and definitely benefitted from being left to stand and cool before any attempt is made at the actual splitting, but A is very happy so I am content :)

Eating. Pizza Express takeaway to go with the Farscape on Tuesday evening when we were very, very tired.

Lunch in the café at Forty Hall this afternoon, featuring orange-and-lavender loaf cake!

Blackberries and onions and tomatoes and my mother's fig jam. Many very good food. Very pleased yes.

Exploring. Forty Hall! We went on an ADVENTURE this afternoon to get LUNCH there, which was slightly complicated by the part where ( breathing, everything is fine )

such that I spent a significant amount of time on the way both there and back again going "nope, need to stop" and spending a while lying on the grass staring up at the blue sky and the wispy white clouds through the various oak trees we passed. I have thoughts about this specific medical experience that I might write up elsewhen, BUT we WENT ON AN ADVENTURE and explored the farm shop and had lunch/afternoon tea in the café and walked around the walled garden and went home VIA THE (outskirts of the) BEAVER ENCLOSURE (thank you all, looking up that link means I have just discovered that TOURS NOW EXIST as of last month!!!) (more context: first beavers reintroduced to London after something like 400 years, back in 2022). Very very pleased to have managed this.

Creating. Hmm. I haven't been creating, as such, but I have definitely been consulting with A about some 3d prints to make sorting the in-game currency easier at Admin: the LRP!

Growing. Everything is tomatoes. I have not managed to get overwintering onions going; maybe tomorrow?

Rooted lemongrass potted up; let's see how long it takes me to kill it this time.

Observing. Alas no beavers, but lots of excellent birds, including two excursions (one solo, one partnered) to visit the cootlings :) The one that hatched last (by a considerable margin) is very definitely still no more than about half the size of its elder siblings!

shadaras

a fic/writing meme stolen from

rionaleonhart:

Ask me whether I’ve written a thing (ship, trope, dynamic, category of fandom, etc.) and if I’ve written it, I’ll link you. If I haven’t written it, I’ll tell you how I would write it if I did.

Have at! xD I will probably talk about whatever you ask about regardless of whether or not I've written it, in the vein of "here are thoughts I have about [X thing]", so feel free to ask even if you know I've written [X thing].

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Mind the Gaps, for they are often larger than they appear

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Things that get saved...

Does anybody have an explanatory link?

Returned from Mitchagain

"This song is a church"

Fic: Proof

Fannish50 #28: P1Harmony

Possibly really after someone of the same name???

Let's blame the change of season for today's restlessness and this disjointed post

How are the Hells Angel's like the Catholic Church?

A bit about sleep, but primarily about peaches, plus a long-ago happening in Toronto

12 Week Year WAM Week 10

August Writing

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Small Web September, perhaps

DW will be temporarily unavailable in Mississippi (and account signups restricted in Tennessee)

Getting It Done Before Labor Day - Late August 02025

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