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  <title>you can be the gun</title>
  <subtitle>you can be the gun</subtitle>
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    <name>you can be the gun</name>
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  <updated>2009-04-12T21:08:08Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:seebus42:88368</id>
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    <title>seebus42 @ 2009-04-12T16:47:00</title>
    <published>2009-04-12T21:08:08Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-12T21:08:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">"angst for the memories."</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:seebus42:88090</id>
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    <title>seebus42 @ 2009-03-30T17:06:00</title>
    <published>2009-03-30T21:07:39Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-30T21:07:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i've got a few meta ideas in the works that should be ready for the xerox machineee soon.  i also picked up a huge box of chalk the other night.  so, that will probably be happening over the next three days.  maybe...  ooh!  picked up the first season of twin peaks last night at half price books.  so happy i am.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:seebus42:87886</id>
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    <title>master</title>
    <published>2009-03-25T00:04:17Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-25T00:04:17Z</updated>
    <lj:music>dan deacon</lj:music>
    <content type="html">doctor doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone local artists wanna get some serious creativity going?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna solid collective to happen...solid in the fact that there would be a core with a fluctuating roster of names.  i wanna see more shit on the street.  i'm thinking another round of "have you seen joe crane" posters.  followed by something more abstract.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also need to write something for a show i agreed to play.  no clue what to do.  i'm trying to figure out a theme to base the whole thing on.  argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i were invisible i would urinate in public frequently.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna be paid to make the kid drawings in movies.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna ride my bike and mostly just create something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been playing wow and warhammer too much and have forgotten that other pursuits exist and that creation is ultimately the only worthy purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah...i'm done.  i'm going back to cook food or smoke.  probably smoke.</content>
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    <title>seebus42 @ 2009-01-20T01:53:00</title>
    <published>2009-01-20T06:44:17Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-20T06:44:17Z</updated>
    <lj:music>I don't believe in it anymore.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Everyone is sucking on the hose of bull shits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Paris 193333x2 will be playing a show in February or March if anyone cares...at least that's the talk right now.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sold my soul to the credit companies and their lecherous mangled paws.  Now I'm knee deep and brown water.  Thanks Go for inflatable clouds.  My lady's face when she see's black people playing guitar and singing folk music.  My legs hurt.  I have to be at work in 8 hours.  My anxiety is going through the roof and I think my head is going to esplode.  So I've been absorbed in fantasy land 24/7.  Undead Warlocking the shits out shits.  Now I'm going to ends this just like Eyes Wide Shut...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:seebus42:87316</id>
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    <title>seebus42 @ 2008-11-10T16:01:00</title>
    <published>2008-11-10T21:01:38Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-10T21:01:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so, the world is exploding and i'm perfectly cool with that.&lt;br /&gt;things they are a changin' and i'm perfectly cool with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got so many words to write.  i've got a lover like no other.&lt;br /&gt;i've got a lil' blue house on the horizon.  life is good.  ich liebe dich!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wolf parade tomorrow.  mc on friday...maybe.  practice needs to happen.  i need to get a new job.&lt;br /&gt;i need to fix my car (still.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is all for now.  i need to get ready to work a short shift...i hope.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:seebus42:87150</id>
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    <title>seebus42 @ 2008-10-27T23:46:00</title>
    <published>2008-10-28T03:57:51Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-28T03:57:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I actually quite a bit and just deleted it.  I've got a song in the works...so here's this for now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wanted to read the lyrics so here they are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the phantoms...that sing and dance in my room.&lt;br /&gt;they say...that "things are not as they appear."&lt;br /&gt;i know...that every  night they sing the same...&lt;br /&gt;damn...song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lost love.  great ghosts.  i know.  i've seen.&lt;br /&gt;found love.  old hearts.  past lives.  fresh starts.&lt;br /&gt;the past love of dead lives.&lt;br /&gt;the found love of past lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you said..."this is where we have to start."&lt;br /&gt;from a...past life where we walked on sleeves.&lt;br /&gt;i know...exactly where this story leads...&lt;br /&gt;us...to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know.  i know.  i know.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:seebus42:86853</id>
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    <title>oh my</title>
    <published>2008-10-15T08:30:43Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-15T08:30:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v625/seebus42/?action=view&amp;amp;current=mmhmm.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v625/seebus42/mmhmm.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that sums up every thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think you might be a real life wizard.  i like the way you put it...we've had to live and experience up to this point.  any sooner would have been a shame.  you've got the key that i've never let anyone else touch.  you've got the key.  i should have known.  i should have known.  i should have known.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLY SHIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life has taken a complete 180.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100%.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:seebus42:86742</id>
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    <title>seebus42 @ 2008-10-05T14:07:00</title>
    <published>2008-10-05T17:59:38Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-08T18:52:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i spent all day laughing in some random gals car.  the road led west and who am i to argue?  i say trickster she says wow.  i saw the lotus and the tall men with street dance skills.  i think we froze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit:&lt;br /&gt;this was the best day i've had in a long time.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:seebus42:86312</id>
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    <title>seebus42 @ 2008-09-20T04:32:00</title>
    <published>2008-09-20T08:25:41Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-20T08:25:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">a difference of 5 &amp; 5 = 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so where does that fit into my perspective?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good night.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:seebus42:86214</id>
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    <title>seebus42 @ 2008-09-05T23:51:00</title>
    <published>2008-09-06T04:01:54Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-06T04:01:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">hey, do you even read this anymore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've heard nothing for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hear you've been here and there and back again.  now you're growing wings and flying out west.  i think about the rain and how the dances danced, but maybe i'll just put in an envelope addressed to "bob dylan said lay lady lay".</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:seebus42:85826</id>
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    <title>seebus42 @ 2008-08-13T00:04:00</title>
    <published>2008-08-13T04:11:30Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-13T04:11:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">things i like as of late:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o'death - broken hymns, limbs, &amp; skin.  these guys play some crazy dark country influenced ruling.  way too good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maps &amp; atlases - you &amp; me &amp; the mountain.  not a bad ep.  a change of pace from that last thing they did.  still complicated, but a lot less tapping...thank god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holy fuck - holy fuck.  two guys playing with keys and circuit bent instruments backed by a drummer and bassist.  top notch.  surprisingly graceful for guys with fucked toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miracle fortress - watery grave ep.  lush sounds with some sissy vocals.  makes me think animal collective on downers with structure and a different singer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zach hill - astrological straits.  not at all what i'd expect from a zach hill solo album.  i thought it'd be along the lines of that pretentious shred earth shit, but thank the heavens it's not.  one spiffy piece of sounds.  he's not a bad singer.  i really dig this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amanda palmer - who killed amanda palmer.  i never got into the dresden dolls, but for some reason i quite like this.  fuck 'em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't care anymore.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:seebus42:85598</id>
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    <title>seebus42 @ 2008-08-11T15:28:00</title>
    <published>2008-08-11T19:23:22Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-11T19:23:22Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the gossip.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">there are 4 maybe 5 images floating.&lt;br /&gt;they've been around for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's the actuality:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  i've stopped existing.&lt;br /&gt;2.  i feel as though i don't create enough.&lt;br /&gt;3.  i've been living in words.&lt;br /&gt;4.  i still look backwards.&lt;br /&gt;5.  start again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yod He Waw He is shaking.&lt;br /&gt;i feel it's due to a chemical imbalance.&lt;br /&gt;all that power and so little time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more of the actual:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  __________.&lt;br /&gt;2.  that is all for now.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:seebus42:85284</id>
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    <title>seebus42 @ 2008-07-30T01:37:00</title>
    <published>2008-07-30T05:30:11Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-30T05:30:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">my brother, the mountain.&lt;br /&gt;my sum is 3.</content>
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    <title>seebus42 @ 2008-05-31T06:14:00</title>
    <published>2008-05-31T10:19:58Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-31T10:19:58Z</updated>
    <lj:music>mates of state</lj:music>
    <content type="html">if i could open my cavities to show you the storms...&lt;br /&gt;the wind took it away or maybe i did it.&lt;br /&gt;all things return even empty handed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now there's no past if we can only move forward.&lt;br /&gt;i step so lightly.&lt;br /&gt;a 50/50 position that isn't so 50/50 anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll drive to the coast.&lt;br /&gt;i'll stand on the edge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm bored like no other.&lt;br /&gt;i need art to come round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel the rain that isn't coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it bad that i won't utter 90 percent of my thoughts?&lt;br /&gt;anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;little birds tell me little things.  i act indifferent.&lt;br /&gt;no more motions.  i'm confident in my standings on some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired of sitting up all night and sleeping all day.&lt;br /&gt;i need something new.  i need friends again.  it's on the rise i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll see you in the future.</content>
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    <title>seebus42 @ 2008-05-06T20:56:00</title>
    <published>2008-05-07T00:47:41Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-07T00:47:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not sure how i feel about this.</content>
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    <title>seebus42 @ 2008-04-17T02:20:00</title>
    <published>2008-04-17T06:12:47Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-17T06:12:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">this is fuckin' weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then tonight there was some explosion in kokomo.  emergency crews are told to stay at stations until...?  what?  they never said.  this shit was on some breaking news thing.  i can't find anything about the breaking news.  it was very odd.  the reporter kept getting dodgey answers from the "official."  which is fine, but at the end she said the cause of the explosion was either a: airplane or b: astronomical.  i'm curious to find out about this incident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kissie faces.</content>
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    <title>seebus42 @ 2008-04-06T14:59:00</title>
    <published>2008-04-06T18:50:11Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-07T04:55:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">fuck this.</content>
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    <title>seebus42 @ 2008-03-01T23:37:00</title>
    <published>2008-03-02T04:33:12Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-02T04:33:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">1. 	not solved.&lt;br /&gt;2. 	not brought to a conclusion; subject to further thought.&lt;br /&gt;3. 	characterized by musical dissonance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still can't listen to a lot of songs...just sayin'.</content>
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    <title>seebus42 @ 2008-02-28T00:21:00</title>
    <published>2008-02-28T05:17:41Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-28T05:17:41Z</updated>
    <lj:music>thanksgiving - cave days and moments</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i've missed two classes because i don't know what day it is anymore.  i hope i don't lose my job before i really start.  i've been painting, reading, working...kind of.  i got a job sitting at home answering question for cash.  pretty sweet.  i get asked things like how tall is so and so and should i commit suicide?  i want to make some real music, but i don't know what music is to me, so i'm not.  things are 50/50.  my cave is cold.  i'm ready for the west.  i want to find tom waits or somebody else.  i'm looking for my phantoms.  i hear they're nice.</content>
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    <title>seebus42 @ 2008-01-28T22:07:00</title>
    <published>2008-01-29T03:04:39Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-29T03:04:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">oh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear face,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you should stop being there and should work on getting here.  it's a problem.&lt;br /&gt;you came and brought me a thunder storm.  you said you wanted to shake my bones.  i cried you laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it broke. HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so you need to fix it.  i'm going to work on joining the working.  i've got one hundred brains and can't seem to use one.  snap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i had fifteen hearts i'd let you have fourteen and one half.  i need to keep a little of myself.  girl don't pretend you gots the answers.  i know what you mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired of updates.  you can't make me write anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now it's my turn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE SAYS "HONK! HONK!" BECAUSE IT'S A GOOSE BAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH SHIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heart.&lt;br /&gt;heart.&lt;br /&gt;heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm done.</content>
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    <title>seebus42 @ 2008-01-14T15:35:00</title>
    <published>2008-01-14T20:29:45Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-14T20:29:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">see ya later columbus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the end of tonight i'll be moved to muncie.</content>
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    <title>seebus42 @ 2008-01-08T05:26:00</title>
    <published>2008-01-08T10:28:20Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-08T10:28:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">fuck.  fuck.  fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm heading west on a south bound train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or maybe i'm somewhere between a and b but leaning towards e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's starting to get confusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it seems as though 2012 is approaching.  i've got time.  what is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all these damn sentences and inert chunks of bullshit flying.  i want to buy a boat and drive it off a cliff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can i do that?  why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think about it as a linear sequence of events, but somehow stops where it starts.  am i eating my tail or is my tail eating me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe mr. wilson has it right.  tail winds.  where the fuck are the keys to my boat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somebody get me a thermometer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;balls.</content>
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    <title>seebus42 @ 2007-12-23T22:04:00</title>
    <published>2007-12-24T02:58:40Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-24T02:58:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">my neighbors are seriously fucked up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was just sitting in my room and my brother runs in telling me to come outside.&lt;br /&gt;when i go out there my neighbor has his bedroom window open and he's jumping around butt ass naked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this goes on for about twenty minutes.  me and chanie go out to smoke and it looks like he's decided to stop watching wrestling and put on some porn.  he starts looking out the window and chanie goes walking through the yard to see if he really is watching porn.  the blinds immediately get pulled down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the fuck?</content>
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    <title>seebus42 @ 2007-12-21T03:38:00</title>
    <published>2007-12-21T08:31:59Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-21T08:31:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://emooranges.ytmnd.com/"&gt;http://emooranges.ytmnd.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too funny!</content>
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    <title>i love this song.</title>
    <published>2007-12-05T20:55:37Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-05T23:56:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I was out paying close attention&lt;br /&gt;Or was I lost inside my thoughts&lt;br /&gt;These days it's hard to tell what's outside from what's in my mind&lt;br /&gt;And oh god, it's beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Insatiable&lt;br /&gt;The way our chemicals collide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was out catching up to tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Or was I caught up in the past&lt;br /&gt;These days it's hard to tell what's out in front from what's behind&lt;br /&gt;And oh god, it's unforgettable&lt;br /&gt;Unpredictable&lt;br /&gt;The way our chemicals collide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sleeping in the lilies&lt;br /&gt;Or was I up all night&lt;br /&gt;These days it's hard to tell what's half asleep from fully alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were loving like a landslide&lt;br /&gt;Or were we in a fight&lt;br /&gt;These days it's hard to tell what's right from wrong and wrong from right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh god, it's beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Insatiable&lt;br /&gt;The way our chemicals collide&lt;br /&gt;And oh god, it's unforgettable&lt;br /&gt;Unpredictable&lt;br /&gt;The way our chemicals collide</content>
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