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  <pubDate>Fri, 23 Jan 2009 16:58:59 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Believe it or not I survived the coming of the new year. Even if I did end up passed out in a ditch with no pants.... Hahaha. That sure would be funny eh? That&apos;s not exactly how it went down though. I kept my pants on. I can&apos;t really get a handle on what I wanna do lately. I&apos;m bouncing back and forth between places and people. And then there&apos;s a part of me that misses you fuckers that read this thing so I thought I&apos;d say hello. When I get some cash saved up I might drop by for a visit. I promise I&apos;ll let you know before I leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve  been jamming to old bullets lately. It kinda brings a shit-eating grin to my face. (But I would never wanna be the guy that actually has one of those.) Those were the days eh boys? Feels like an eternity ago to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway, I take too long to think about things I&apos;m not gunna say and I&apos;m sure my neighbor wants her computer back. (And her cat that has taken up residence on my lap...) Peace.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 01 Oct 2008 14:38:11 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Hello again. I have commandeered a computer and connection once again. Anyway I don&apos;t have anything to say, I just wanted to let you all know I&apos;m still alive. I know I&apos;ve been out of contact for a long ass time but I&apos;m still breathing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I&apos;m pretty much only posting this because yesterday I was at a stop light flipping through radio stations and that one song that says &quot;I miss you like the deserts miss the rain.&quot; or some shit was playing and I remembered how T said that to me. I guess it was just one of those random moments that sticks in your head because it&apos;s so weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care kids. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey isn&apos;t it funny that I keep saying I&apos;m alive, as if that&apos;s all I can think of to say. Although it pretty much is. Why did you kids make me get one of these things anyway?</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 29 May 2008 16:36:41 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Here&apos;s Johnny! ... Or Jamie... Well actually I&apos;d have to kill anyone that called me Jamie. Hi guys... I&apos;m back sorta. I know I have a habit of disappearing after every entry I post and I&apos;m not likely going to break the cycle this time but I&apos;m around. I&apos;ll call G, and the rest of y&apos;all can get information from him. There&apos;s nothing going on with me. I gave up being sober awhile ago but you guys knew that. Actually this seems really pointless so I&apos;ll wrap it up. See ya around.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 03 Mar 2008 17:58:13 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>So I&apos;m out of commission for awhile, laid up in bed and bored out of my mind. Two days ago I was at work, doing my thing when, outta nowhere a box full of shit fell on me. It broke a few of my ribs and, because I am one lucky guy, one of my ribs must&apos;ve stabbed my lung or something. All I know is when i got the shit off me i couldn&apos;t breathe and then I passed out. Woke up in the hospital. Apparently they fixed me up and I have a huge bill to look forward to and a lot of bed rest to endure. I&apos;m not very happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who wants to come by and help me out? Nurse outfits optional.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 09 Feb 2008 16:03:15 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>So I checked my email... Lots of mail man... I didn&apos;t reply to most of it. Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are calm on the western front. But my stomach is growling, and I&apos;ve got nothing in the cupboards. You would think I would slim down with my lack of food but no, I&apos;m stuck like this forever. My fault for drinking too much beer, but whatever, I don&apos;t have the face of a male model anyway. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am planning a trip. I guess I should ask for approval first. G, I want to see you. It&apos;s been awhile. (That sounds gay but isn&apos;t. Gay to follow.) I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T, your entries are too sad. You are a happy person, can I help you out somehow? I want you to be happy. A visit will make you happy right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R, you are really hard to understand in your entries. Haha. I wanna see you too. Maybe you can actually tell me how you&apos;ve been lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, do you still exist? I wouldn&apos;t mind seeing you either, even if we don&apos;t know each other that well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I hear from you guys in a reasonable amount of time. I will try to check back soon, I know I&apos;m bad at the whole internet thing so you can all shut your faces about that. Haha. Take care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-J</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 07 Feb 2008 15:25:30 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Rise and shine bitch. I&apos;ve been having a weird week. Hi G, T, R... What&apos;s up?</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 15 Jan 2008 01:01:23 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Well I&apos;m back, in a manner of speaking. I have an internet connection I can easily steal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How have you guys been? I am okay. I&apos;m pretty bored with everything lately. It&apos;s really hard to stay motivated to stay sober when every day just seems like a senseless parade of the same stuff. At least when I was drunk all the time I had fun. More often than not it was at the expense of others though, so here I sit. I&apos;m about 2 months sober and I guess I&apos;m proud of that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I moved again. I&apos;m not really sure where I belong but I keep looking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I&apos;m totally not exciting or fun anymore. And it&apos;s weird because if I was a recluse before I am so much worse now. I have no where to go, bars are out of the question and I wouldn&apos;t dare go to a club. Ew. I suck at making friends without a beer in my hand to give me charisma. Haha. Oh well. I&apos;m still an asshole so that&apos;s probably why. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like I better go. There&apos;s shit that needs to be done. That and I&apos;m hungry. Damn, I don&apos;t remember the last time I had a meal that was cooked and not burned. I blow when it comes to cooking and it sure is hard to convince someone else to cook for me. Haha.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 27 Oct 2007 18:10:15 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>To tell the truth I don&apos;t know why I keep wandering back to this place. All I ever do is make things worse. I guess part of me, the one part that can still think when I&apos;m smashed, tells me I need to come back. But drunken apologies mean nothing if five minutes later I start a fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G, I can&apos;t see you face to face. You know that because every time I do I do something stupid. I hope you&apos;re okay. I&apos;m really sorry, you&apos;re right. I&apos;ve destroyed myself. And you know what else, you keep telling me to get help and that&apos;s why I hurt you more. I guess all I need is a drink and a gutter to die in. You don&apos;t have to rescue me, you&apos;ve got a replacement. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll leave for good this time. If I show up again just shove me back in my car. I&apos;m sorry really. It means nothing but I&apos;m sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T, thanks for keeping me alive enough last night. I&apos;m not sure you were doing the right thing but maybe it&apos;s better. Body disposal&apos;s a bitch huh? Oh... It was painkillers. Where do I even get this shit? It&apos;s disturbing to realize that something has become such a habit that you don&apos;t even realize you&apos;re doing it. That&apos;s probably how I hit rock bottom and dug myself further in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well see ya.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 13 Oct 2007 16:06:23 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>N&apos;s green dfairy blwos my mifnds. s&apos;all thereeeee is to ist.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 02 Oct 2007 11:57:47 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>G, there is a lot I want to say to you but I don&apos;t remember it now. I kept trying to form the words to tell you what I thought I needed to say but no sound came out. I would wake you up and try to say them now but... well I don&apos;t remember. And I think I might studder. My brain still feels lagged and fuzzy and my fingers are having a hard time finding the keys anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;re right though. I shouldn&apos;t do what I did. But I&apos;m swapping one addiction for another on and off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that even with the sincerest sentiment I will likely fuck up again. Maybe you should stop forgiving me. That way you can stop feeling disappointed.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 19 Sep 2007 14:39:37 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Hey guys, can you believe it? I&apos;m still alive. I&apos;m not too sure whether or not that&apos;s a good thing but hey, like it or not that&apos;s it. I didn&apos;t go back on my word, I just needed some time to build up to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a hangover again. Back to my old bad habits. I think I spent about a week being consistantly sober. Well I&apos;m an alcoholic so I guess it ain&apos;t a surprise it&apos;s the morning and I had a beer for breakfast. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is called rock bottom. hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey G, you&apos;re a good guy. I think I keep meaning to tell you that but whenever I do I get mad and just yell at you or make fun of you. Character flaw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I weren&apos;t such a stubborn person I would admit I was lonely. Maybe I would try to do something about it. But I&apos;m a stubborn person.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 12 Jul 2007 23:36:44 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I have reasons for everything I do. I know I&apos;ve upset a lot of people and I know that forgiveness is not something that&apos;s going to be dished out to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve made my bed, now I&apos;ll lay in it. Or whatever the hell that saying is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I&apos;m an asshole and if you hate me, so be it.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 04 Jul 2007 04:18:34 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Hey guys. I know most of you personally so if you ever want to know something you can always just ask, I may not talk much but I appreciate actually being spoken to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a motherfucking headache. Probably because I am coming off the accumulated hang over from about two weeks of drinking. It blows. I&apos;m tired of being holed up in my room like a fuckin&apos; looney... Even if I am one. I&apos;ve decided that I should give my full attention to my career. I love the ladies but they don&apos;t love me. Shit. I&apos;ve got nothing but bad luck with &apos;em. I still haven&apos;t talked to S since I found out some alarming shit about her and I. I tried to call her but I got nothing. Not a surprise really. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That guy... That motherfuckin&apos; guy... He&apos;s just like the other one. Except less somehow. At least the other guy is good deep down. And not a sell out and an attention whore. But I really don&apos;t care now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sure hope this is good enough to keep you guys going for awhile again. I forgot all my passwords and accounts by now and I&apos;m kinda glad about it. Now maybe I can stop... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;???</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 16 May 2007 18:06:22 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>My email inbox has a habit of intimidating me whenever I log on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I&apos;m out of the loop again. Catch me up?</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 16 Apr 2007 21:02:02 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>So S and I are no more. As if we ever were. I got sick of her bullshit. A girl that only crawls into bed with you when it&apos;s convenient for her and her hormones ain&apos;t worth it. Still I got a little bent out of shape by it and ended up hammered and kissing a man again. Fucking gay shit. I&apos;m glad I&apos;m usually drunk when I do it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to my cruel nature I kicked the shit out of G and then kicked the shit out of his ego. I still feel bad. I didn&apos;t mean for it to go that way. I just have a lot of bad habits. And I&apos;m a mean motherfucker. But I&apos;m pretty sure we&apos;re good now. Maybe I&apos;m not so good but he knows I didn&apos;t mean it. I&apos;m all fucked up guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T gave me some badass pins.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 05 Apr 2007 22:16:48 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I don&apos;t have anything to say. Though I am using a kid as my desk to hold the laptop. She said she was cold. Ahahaaa serves her right... That was weird. Everyone I know just keeps getting weirder. I still wanna watch the &lt;s&gt;strippers&lt;/s&gt; wanna-be pussy cat dolls show with T... I don&apos;t think we will ever get to. Dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel sick. I am slightly hungover. I gotta stop drinking as much as I do... But then again it&apos;s too damn fun to stop. I just have to find a way to get people to stop &lt;i&gt;worrying&lt;/i&gt;. Maybe I&apos;ll invite them to come with me. Come drinking with me R, T! It&apos;ll be okay, I&apos;ll buy and then no one will question your ages... I hope. Maybe you both look too young and pretty to be drinking with someone like me though. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well there. Somewhat of an update. I&apos;m out. Peace.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 21 Mar 2007 18:20:58 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>St. Pat&apos;s Day rocked. N gave me absinthe after I humiliated myself for it. There was much drinking with the boys and plenty of good times had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all had good times too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m always hungry lately. T, gimme that Mac &amp; cheese!</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 08 Mar 2007 19:10:21 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>So between work and this tiny bit of a social life I entertain I haven&apos;t had much time to tinker around with my computer. Not that it matters too much anyway, I&apos;ve got nothing much to check up on. I hope you ladies are well. Let it be known that I miss ya. I&apos;m around so drop me a line okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey T, we didn&apos;t watch that show with the &lt;s&gt;strippers&lt;/s&gt; wannabe pussy cat dolls. I was looking forward to admiring those girls and their wonderful personalities with ya. ;) I&apos;m hungry again too. Now would be a good time for that Mac and cheese.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 23 Feb 2007 18:53:32 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I have a church song stuck in my head. Maybe not a church song... It&apos;s a slave spiritual. And it says Jesus a lot. That blows. Not that I have a problem with Jesus. I just don&apos;t like that type of music. So lately things have been pretty calm. I haven&apos;t heard much from S. Last time I saw her she said she was getting attached. Hmmmm. I&apos;m not sure how to take that. I&apos;m also apparently very understanding... in bed. That&apos;s funny. I suppose being down to earth gets you points with the ladies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Score one for me. Figuratively of course. I&apos;ll score me some later. Haven&apos;t had much of an appetite for it lately. And I wonder... am I sick? A.g.a.i.n... ??? I hope not. Though I am very hungry so I think I&apos;m going to go make some food. Probably out of a can. Unless any of you girlies wanna come feed me? You know you miss me. I haven&apos;t spoken to any of you lately. What gives?</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 13 Feb 2007 02:19:18 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>The ladies who like to harass me into updating took a little vacation so I got one too. Damn. That&apos;s over. Oh well. I forgot what I had to say anyway. I got my hair cut? I just got my ear bitten pretty damn hard... ??? Sure. That&apos;s all. Oh. and S got into a bit of trouble. Being drunk can do that to you if you don&apos;t know how to handle yourself. Poor girl.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 06 Feb 2007 05:31:41 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I&apos;ve got a nice buzz going. But it&apos;s not great enough to make me not hate this shit. And stop rubbing my leg G. S is good in beeeed. But uhm we&apos;re not d-a-t-i-n-g. We both have our own animalistic urges. Which are satisfied in the beeedroom. Anyway, she still wants in N&apos;s pants so bad it&apos;s almost funny. I don&apos;t really care. She calls me &quot;the american.&quot; Sweet huh? I&apos;m more than a little buzzed. I guess. G is hitting on me. help. OR messing with me I guess. HOLY FUCK! Did you guys see that it&apos;s like negative-something degrees? Ewwww. I hope I don&apos;t have to go out in that. I hope I don&apos;t have to get up tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the boys. Lets all party again soon. The weekend isn&apos;t too far away.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 02 Feb 2007 22:57:36 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Again I&apos;m forced into this. Damn you girlies. And one boy? Anyway I had a wild night last night. Almost one week from &quot;meeting&quot; S for the first time. I think I deserve some credit. See G, I can get some whenever I want. So ha. I have nothing else worthwhile to say. I&apos;m sick and it&apos;s a pain in the ass.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 30 Jan 2007 19:08:01 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Toshi, Ruu, I think you guys got me sick. That blows.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 30 Jan 2007 01:01:59 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I&apos;m so abused. I have to post again, if I don&apos;t I&apos;ll get shot. Again. Dammit. N&apos;s friend S came over today because I called her. I had her number but I didn&apos;t really remember why. Because surprise surprise, she was not the one I was talking to. I was hitting on a fucking man. Goddamn it. Though, again in my defense, fucking smashed. And I swear he had boobs. Ew. Anyway, S is very attractive, and very friendly. After talking awkwardly for just a little bit she threw herself into my arms because she is japanese and they &quot;glomp&quot; people. Sweet. I&apos;m gunna go back to Japan, if that can happen more often.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 28 Jan 2007 17:45:12 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Ho-ly shit. Had a good night last night. Got together with a huge mass of people. We took up most of the bar. G, J, M, T, B, N, and all his crazy ass friends (whose names I couldn&apos;t pronounce, and especially not after all the alcohol.) and a few others. Off the top of my head, I don&apos;t really know. We all got shitfaced though. It had been awhile. I&apos;m not too sure what we did. HA. I think we all made it out of the bar and caused some havoc around town. N scared me a bit though. He&apos;s too skinny, too tall and too crazy. And if I&apos;m saying that it&apos;s gotta mean something. I&apos;m not so much concerned about that though, just that I was sure he&apos;d snap in half, or get the shit kicked out of him. Hahahaaa. G, B, and I enjoyed watching everyone else get drunk first. Damn our tolerance for that shit. But still, funny shit. And goddamn T is always hilarious. Still, it started innocently enough. I slept until about eleven today. Thanks to G&apos;s magic pills my hangover is not too bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a problem though, why do people from Japan have names that are so fucking long and confusing? Like I&apos;m going to remember Noshiyasomatsuwatasru. Or whatever. DAMN ANDROGYNY! Apparently I could have been hitting on a man... Or so says Toshi. Ewwwwwwwww. At least I was druuuuuunk by that time. I think I may still have her number, I&apos;ll ask N later if he remembers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Toshi for the hot, naked girls too.</description>
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