tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166281838949055862024-03-05T07:21:19.643+00:00BIBBLEBLOGA place to unload my thoughts and event reviews, so if you want to read them, then go ahead. If you like what have read please leave a comment or two.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11308800085083620674noreply@blogger.comBlogger157125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-816628183894905586.post-39993027909941408522013-08-02T23:26:00.003+01:002013-08-02T23:26:24.937+01:00To continue or not to continueconsidering how many actually visit this blog or let alone actually read it, am not sure if it is worth continuingAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11308800085083620674noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-816628183894905586.post-5527298548956804362013-04-07T18:41:00.001+01:002013-04-07T18:47:06.284+01:00N is for Nostalgia - Week 14 - The Alphabetical Photographical Endeavour<div style="text-align: center;">
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I is for Ice</h2>
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Fifth week in the project, Enchanted</h2>
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Here is week the forth, Decay</h2>
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This week, the word was Curiosity and a curious one it was too.</h2>
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11308800085083620674noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-816628183894905586.post-24616526662848651732013-01-16T20:16:00.000+00:002013-01-20T20:18:24.637+00:00Yet another update<br />
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Another visit to the doctors resulted in great news, my blood is almost back to normal, that is apart from my iron reserves they are not at first team strength. All being said, I have to continue with the iron tablets until they run out, help boost those reserves, and maintain the Zantac routine of 2 a day for the foreseeable future. The ulcer is still there, but not bugging me as much, time and time will be the measure of how much it will heal, just as long as I don't eat the wrong things.</div>
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Still devoid of the spicy niceyness who goes by the name of curry, a few beers now and then and no chillies. So apart from that life is returning to normal, back to the gym, try to get fit again. Managed to put on not too many kilo's while recouperating, but it still has to come off. Work is still what it is, almost seems like it never happened sometimes, until my alarm goes off to remind me to take my tablets.</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11308800085083620674noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-816628183894905586.post-29048846005070845682013-01-13T13:56:00.000+00:002013-04-07T18:44:02.922+01:00B is for Bulbous - Week 2 of The Alphabetical Photographical Endeavour<h2 style="text-align: center;">
Here we are week 2 on my photographic project, a bit of a strange one this week, Bulbous.</h2>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11308800085083620674noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-816628183894905586.post-39401275267042241902013-01-07T20:42:00.000+00:002013-04-07T18:43:41.442+01:00A is for Austerity - Week 1 of the Alphabetical Photographic EndeavourHere are the results of the first week of my latest photographical project. All week people had been suggesting words for me to interpret and take pictures.<br />
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This week the word was Austerity</h2>
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11308800085083620674noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-816628183894905586.post-63809890908489101172013-01-02T00:15:00.000+00:002013-01-02T00:15:38.299+00:00New Year and Update<div style="text-align: justify;">
Here it is, a new year, I could say that I hope it's better than the last one, but 2012 was ok, ended a bit weird for me but I seem to be on the mend. The last week has been relatively grumble free, maybe the new drugs are having an effect on that, large dose of Zantac twice a day is keeping the doctor away. </div>
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Still missing the curry, not going to chance it for a while, have had a few beers over the Christmas period, but too many, and my stomach seemed to manage them ok. Back to work tomorrow, that should be interesting considering some attitudes towards my absenteeism over the last month and a half, but will probably have to have a chat with some people to set them straight and what I will be capable of for the foreseeable future.</div>
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Have started a new photography project via Facebook, to take pictures during the week based upon a single word. Hopefully people will continue to send in suggestions for me to choose from, or allow a certain degree of democracy to choose one for me. Anyway the results of what I manage will be posted here as well, so keep an eye out for them. The words of the week will be in alphabetical order, so obviously I am starting at the beginning with 'A'.</div>
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So the word for this week is - Austerity.</div>
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As regular as a prune filled diet I was to jet off the sunshine zone that is something of a second home for me, that being Barcelona, to spend Christmas with my good friend Michelle. An early start was not so welcome, but allowed me a very early flight and almost all the day in Spain. Greetings done, shopping completed it was then time to face the wrath of the beasts. A familiar yipping filled the air as we exited Michelles' new car, a new car I was going to drive later that evening, and descended the steps to her humble abode. Kettle on, have a nice cup of tea before taking the yipping brood for a walk in the vineyards. Michelle being a fan of animals it was only natural for her when seeing a stray kitten that she would take it in. Even though it is surrounded by dogs and cats much bigger that itself, it does manage to hold its own, often against a passing human and a few scratches are testament to that.</div>
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A new nightclub had opened in the next village, with it being a local venture, Michelle and a few of her friends thought it was only right that we should check it out. The downside being, due to me recent illness alcohol is pretty much off my menu, I'm allowed the odd one, but pointless if we are to need a driver later that evening. Firstly we are to meet in the bar, have a few drinks, eat, maybe a few more drinks then head off to this new club, The Underground. As this is Spain, people don't usually go out 'til late, and late means midnight and beyond, but seeing we are going to eat as well, it would be a little earlier.</div>
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After meeting up with Michelle's friends and many drinks, many of those being Tequilla, we ventured forth to the club following a baptism by fire. Obviously I can drive and have been doing so for a couple of years, but never have I driven someone else's car, or even worse than that, a right hand drive car on the right hand side of the road, this could have been interesting. Here I was sat in the driving seat, familiarising myself with the layout of the car, Michelle was to direct me to the venue and Cel was taking refuge in the back. Getting it started was no problem, neither was running through the gears, but as this was a relatively new car the brakes are very sharp. Sharp is not really suitable in this situation, you only had to breathe on them and the car would stop instantly, yes they worked, but I'm used to having slightly worn brakes with a bit of travel in them, not these bloody anchors. Eventually we got to the venue without any incident, passengers disembarked fully intact relatively unscathed by the experience.</div>
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The club on the other hand was something else, good job it was free to get in, not sure if I would have paid for an hour and half of the same beat with the same melodies dropped over the top in regular succession. I do like my dance music, but I like it to have some variation, and the only variation this had was it was either on or off. Initially it was ok, the beat made you want to move or sway in time, but the similarity and repetition soon emptied the dance floor and we sought drink, non alcoholic for me. Michelle and Cel had a bit of a boogie while I struggled with my very limited Spanish to converse with Josep with his equally limited English, but we kinda got there. Either the music or the drink took it's toll and Michelle indicated she wanted to head off home, keys were handed over and the driving seat was to be occupied by my good self again. Being more cautious with the brakes I got us home safe and sound, Michelle did mention that I could have driven faster and put my foot down, It sure beat walking.</div>
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The following day we had visitors in the shape of Vanessa and Josep (not the same Josep from the previous night), Michelle had arranged for this visit so that me and Josep could smash the roof off one of the out buildings on her property. We were soon put to work with a sledge hammer, chisel and other assorted hitting implements, with it being constructed of terracotta tiles it soon became piles of broken shards, more work would need to be done, but not today. Unfortunately during our deconstruction the sledge hammer became equally deconstructed as the shaft snapped whilst deconstructing a section of roof, these things happen, it was just unfortunate that it was while I was doing the deconstructing.</div>
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Me and Josep compared our Frikkiness (appreciation of science fiction) while we toiled, got the structure to a state where it was roof less, but in need of some disposal of the debris we had created. A good couple of hours and the job was done, or rather done to a leaveable state. Back down to the house to rejoin Michelle and Vanessa, eat some food and chill out. The rest of the evening was spent doing magic and solving puzzles on the Wii, Harry Potter Lego was the game and playing it was the aim, after the guests had left that is.</div>
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Christmas Eve was spent much the same as most days at Michelle's, that is drinking tea, waking the dogs, chatting apart for when Michelle has an English class via Skype, so I make myself be elsewhere and leave her to it, it is how she earns a crust after all. Camera in hand it is time to take some arty pics of her garden and things that inhabit it. We are to venture out this evening to the next village for the Christmas Eve party, as this is Christmas Eve, the tradition is to have dinner with your family they head out and meet up with friends, so it is even later when they do. Around 1 in the morning was when we got to the venue and it was only just getting started, for some reason, probably due to licencing issues, you have to buy tokens for your drinks then exchange them, again as I would be providing a taxi service for Michelle I would not be consuming alcohol, but that didn't stop Michelle.</div>
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Meeting up with Michelle's friends we moved from the bar area onto the dance floor, the venue has the appearance of a high school disco and in some ways it is one. The music for me is questionable, but not too offensive, most people don't really dance but occupy a space and sway. After a couple of hours the music actually changes up a gear and we are rewarded with something even I am swaying to. Nirvana, Madness, Clash, Red Hot Chilli Peppers get some of the older people here to move a bit while the younger ones stop and gaze open mouthed at what is happening. Unfortunately this run of songs comes to an end and the alcohol takes its toll on some, a brief fight breaks out and is over almost as quickly as it began, so quickly the security arrive after those involved have disappeared. As Michelle said, this is a small village and most people have been out with each other so some petty disputes are bound to arise, this is a local event for local people.........</div>
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Eventually it is time for my to occupy that driving seat again and taxi Michelle home, by this time I am more comfortable driving her car and she doesn't say too much about how I am driving, just the directions. A neat bit of parking and we are back home, as it is Christmas Eve I am going to have a can of Guinness before going to bed. Michelle gets herself comfy on the sofa while I sort myself a glass, when I return to the sofa to enjoy my beer she is fast asleep and nothing is going to wake her, so I enjoy my beer, put everything away, make sure she is comfy, get a blanket for her and leave her to it.</div>
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This year we both wake before noon, last year is was a little drunk and didn't get up until half three in the afternoon, time to open our pressies. Most of mine are still in England and will be opened on my return, but I have a few with me and Michelle has some for me. These are made devoid of wrappings and examined, a devilish Rubik's puzzle and a wind up solar lantern from Michelle, and for her I gave Led Zeppelins Celebration Day DVD/CD, a chicken wall hanging thing and a bird feeder. A converse style sneaker air freshener I gave her the night before, thought it was fitting and all that. A quick bite to eat and we are off out to walk the dogs, on return fire up Skype on the computer and have a chat with my mum. Christmas dinner consisted of steak, my home grown carrots, sprouts, spuds, broccoli and gravy, followed by lemon meringue. Michelle had a chat with her mum via Skype the we set to work on Lego Lord of the Rings.</div>
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Boxing day traditionally means going to Michelle's 'in laws' for a family meal at which I am always made welcome, it's good to catch up with them, usually it's with the English speaking ones, really have to sort out my piss poor Spanish in 2013. Got involved in game of cards, but lost, won the first round though, it was a version of Rummy but with 10 cards and more than one deck of cards. We stayed until most people were leaving, helped with the tidy up and ventured home to continue with the Lord of the Rings Lego.</div>
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Thursday started as most days do, many cups of tea, some breakfast and a dog walking. On return we indulged in a nice sausage buttie as we were to venture into the city for a bite to eat later that day and then to watch The Hobbit in 3D. We arrived just as the sun was setting so was able to get some nice sunset pics over Barcelona harbour, had a wander about, grabbed a sandwich the off to the cinema. Obviously the film would be in English with Spanish subtitles, anything else would have been just daft. Three hours and a numb bum later we emerged into the light, a thoroughly enjoyable picture, neither of are sure if the 3D really worked in Middle Earth, but both of us were in agreement that Gollum looked magnificent. I wont spoil it for you but if you loved the Rings trilogy you are going to love this. More of an adventure movie in parts than its predecessor, but still three hours well spent.</div>
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Obviously we continued the adventure when we got home by strapping on the handsets and picked up where we left our fellowship in Middle Earth, but in Lego not 3D. Another can of Guinness was consumed, well the doctor did say I could have the odd one, plus the last one didn't do me any harm.</div>
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Friday was to be my last full day on this visit, so another walk out with the dogs was on the cards, plus Michelle had a couple a classes to fit in during the day, one of which was to be with some of her friends and so I was to be invited along to participate and then off for drinks and a bite to eat at the bar. The lesson consisted of us listening to a couple of Christmas tunes, filling in the missing lyrics and translating the songs then an exercise in plurals. Phew after all that I needed a beer, had a couple at the bar, and consumed some wild boar, very tasty, very strong and very moreish. We spent a couple more hours at the bar with Michelle's friends before it was time to head off home. No Wii tonight for us, but just sat around chatting and finding stuff for Michelle to purchase for her laptop and car, more gadgets.</div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11308800085083620674noreply@blogger.com0Barcelona, Spain41.3850639 2.173403499999949441.1944744 1.8506799999999495 41.5756534 2.4961269999999494tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-816628183894905586.post-17744079528466128402012-12-16T21:58:00.000+00:002012-12-17T15:01:46.059+00:00Articles From The Past - Part 4<br />
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It has come to light that the problem of disappearing and then reappearing objects such as pens, lighters, after falling to the ground, is due to a critical balance between the objects mass and the velocity at which it is travelling, this is now known as the improbability bounce.</div>
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Two possible outcomes are available, firstly the object has disappeared forever, never to be seen again, and secondly the object reappears from out of the tear in the fabric of space time, but this is where it can get rather complicated and confusing. It does not follow that the object will exit in a predictable position relative to its entry, this is due to improbability and is more probable that the object in question will appear in the most unlikely place imaginable.</div>
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You may think this is ridiculous, but we have all experienced it, objects fall from a table, you hear the object bounce under the table, only to be found down the back of the sofa. Similar instances can be observed when working with tools, especially screwdrivers. You are part way through assembling something, put the screwdriver down for a moment, only to find it is back in your toolbox. Its strange and true.</div>
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Observations into this phenomenon cannot be made, for it confounds predictability, just try dropping a small screw on the floor, and watch while it falls, it will hit the ground and just roll away. It will NOT dissapear no matter how many time you attempt this. The improbability bounce is exactly what it is, improbable and unpredictable, you never know when it will happen, but when it does, just look in the most improbable locations, and you just might find it. Good luck.</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11308800085083620674noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-816628183894905586.post-57876698398709312942012-12-16T21:54:00.000+00:002012-12-17T15:10:27.622+00:00Articles From The Past - Part 3<br />
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Imagine a world in which every single action had an infinite number of possibilities and outcomes, every single choice we make is being played out somewhere in the multiverse. This infinite possibility would go right down to the sub atomic level, in which every particle would have an infinite number of positions into which it can occupy. Therefore an infinite number of universes would be existing simultaneously, right here, right now.</div>
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Using this as a hypothesis, would it be feasible to travel to any of the infinite worlds the hypothesis would allow, assuming that is, we had the technology available to us. This would create a set of interesting paradox's, one of which being travelling through time, and how it would effect the timeline of your universe.</div>
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If you where to travel one hour into your own personal future, you would arrive to a world in which you did not exist for the last hour, that having assumed that had not returned to the exact point you left. Of course travelling through time you would also have to travel through space, as everything is in motion, the earth on its axis, the earth round the sun, and so on. But there would be no guarantee whether or not this future was part of your original timeline, as it could be possible for you to have entered a parallel timeline, you do exist in a universe of infinite possibilities. On travelling back to the exact moment at which you set out on your journey, would to return to your original departure point, if this is at all possible, or because you have created another set of universes, you could never return to a place in time you once existed. Hopefully travelling through time would neither correct nor distort your time line, but would you ever know.</div>
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Assuming this, the Grandfather paradox could be improbable. The grandfather paradox being a person travelling back in time to kill his grandfather before his father was conceived, would they be able to exist to do it. If a single timeline exists then this would be impossible, for if you prevent your father from being born, you could not exist and therefore not travel back in time to do the deed. With multiple possibilities being in effect, anything is possible, and is probably happening somewhere or some when. So would it be your grandfather you would be killing or one from a parallel universe, and if you managed it and still existed would you be able to return to your original timeline.</div>
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So what we have now, put simply, for each possible universe there is a tree type structure emanating from every event, forming branches of possibility leading to other branches and so on. With parallel universes this tree structure would lead not just everywhere with layers of tree structures all stacked upon each other, but every when with every possibility thrown in for good measure.</div>
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A specific law of physics states that Matter cannot be created or destroyed in a chemical reaction. The universe being composed of matter, matter which is perfectly balanced to sustain itself. If someone was to travel to a parallel universe, how would it then effect the universe that the individual travelled to, and how much matter would be required to upset a universes balance, how would new matter interact with existing matter, would it be safe.</div>
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A possible outcome could be, at a quantum level, sub atomic particles vibrate at a specific frequency, this frequency would be different for each universe, so when matter arrived from an alternative universe some quantum phasing would arise. This phasing being the effect by which two objects vibrating at differing frequencies are brought together and would the two interact with each other. Would a third new frequency be the result, with harmony, or a total annihilation of the new and original particles of matter.</div>
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All this being said, if travel to the future, past or parallel universe is possible, would you sign on the dotted line and give it a go. I would, but where would I go.</div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11308800085083620674noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-816628183894905586.post-74431182938286679472012-12-16T21:37:00.002+00:002012-12-17T15:07:27.232+00:00Articles From The Past - Part 2<br />
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How do you spot a trainspotter, answer, its the one situated at the end of a platform, armed with notepad, binoculars, flask and anorak. So how do you spot the football fanatic, answer its the one in the replica football shirt sat at the bar discussing statistics of the 4-4-2 system against the 4-5-1. That being said, how do you spot a Trekkie, answer, its all down to degrees of obsession.</div>
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Talking about what you enjoy is nothing to be concerned about, its just acceptence. Collecting train numbers is regarded as being odd and wierd, but collecting football programmes is quite acceptable, and the wearing of your replica shirt with you favourite players name and number on the back, goes without question. Try wearing a replica Trek shirt, and see were that gets you.</div>
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So paying £30 every week to sit in a crowd of equally obsessed people, watching 22 grown men kick an inflated pigs bladder around a field for 90 minutes. All this is well and good, but what does it actually achieve, nothing its just as enjoyable as sitting at home, watching you favourite TV series. Does it change anybody's life, only when you are killed by a rival supporter for supporting the wrong team. Has a Kirk fan ever killed a Picard fan, i think not., but <b style="background-color: white; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.200000762939453px; text-align: start;">Fanaticism</b> comes in all shapes and sizes, just make sure you are wearing the right shirt when you stand up.</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11308800085083620674noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-816628183894905586.post-60675871720227938292012-12-16T21:30:00.002+00:002012-12-17T15:06:22.980+00:00Articles From The Past - Part 1<span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Who Fears The Who</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 12px;">Dressing it up, throw loads of money at it, and employing an American brother of a well known female actor of some note, does not a great reworking make. Even getting him to play the new incarnation of The Doctors nemesis, The Master. Of course retaining the current televisual regeneration of the good Doctor enables the reworking link everything together. But what is the point of re-inventing the wheel, when the wheel we have is perfectly adequate for the job. Of course the Doctor has to be played by a Brit, that Brit being one of the many Macgahn brothers, Paul being the brother in question. Unfortunately like all of the movie versions, including both of the Peter Cushing outings, it fails to deliver. Elements are elusively missing, one of which being a decent plot, and secondly having too much emphasis on effects. Now the good Doctor is placed in mothballs, not to be aired for quite some time. </span></span></div>
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Is the grass actually greener on the other side, or is it just the fact it is a different garden.</div>
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Age is a state of mind, even more so since I turned 40.</div>
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