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Four light modes for as much or as little illumination as needed
daemon@ATHENA.MIT.EDU (Alonzo Carter)
Sat Sep 4 15:40:11 2021
Date: Sat, 4 Sep 2021 15:25:13 -0400
From: "Alonzo Carter" <alonzo_carter@netcoourrier.com>
To: <linuxch-announce.discuss@charon.mit.edu>
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** Introducing Activ Outdoor's Headlamp. **
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Nature's beauty has no bedtime. If you have to trek at night, The Activ Outdoor's Headlamp is here to light your way! With four light modes and multiple levels of intensity, you'll have no problem navigating the great outdoors after the sun goes down.
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<!--Sarah loves to play video games. She stays up all night to play video=
games. Surprisingly, she does well at studies too. Her mom, Ms.Selena work=
s in the U.S.=20
"Uhh...finally. I finished level 156.", said Sarah. It was 1 am. I must com=
plete till level 180 before school", said Sarah.=20
Suddenly, there was a mail that popped on her screen. She clicked it out of=
curiosity. The mail was written, "You are welcome to the world of adventur=
e!". She then clicked on a green button which was written, "ACCEPT". In a t=
rice, her vision was fading. In a blink of an eye, she was flying in the ai=
r and fell to the ground. "Where in the world am I?", asked Sarah.=20
"Hello! Welcome to the world of adventure. I am pleased to help you. Rememb=
er to follow the rules which will be shared with you later. There is no goi=
ng back once you have entered.", said a voice from a device in Sarah's ears=
It was tiny and was fixed inside her ears. "Woah...Wait a sec. I can't re=
turn home. Don't be kidding me!! I need to go to school!", yelled Sarah. "W=
ell, you chose to come here. So, there is no going back. By the way, my nam=
e is Mina.", said the device. Suddenly, a person from afar sight waved at S=
arah. As it was the world of adventure the body organs are advanced. Sarah =
could see up to 5km distance.=20
"What is this backpack?", asked Sarah. "Backpack. It contains your essentia=
l needs.", said Mina. "When she turned back she said, "Who are you? Wait a =
sec, aren't you the one I noticed.......but you were far from me. How did y=
ou...". "Hi, I am Dela. Are you new? Haha", laughed Dela hardly. "What is w=
rong?", asked Sarah. Dela snapped her fingers and there was a screen that a=
ppeared in front of her. "So you from Earth. You are good at solving proble=
ms. You can climb trees. You have 5km of vision. Blaa blaa", said Dela whil=
e scrolling the screen. "What is this?", asked Sarah. "Oh...it is my Leke. =
Even you have it.", said Dela. "Where?", asked Sarah. "The one who talked t=
o you first when you entered this game.", replied Dela.=20
"You mean, Mina?", asked Sarah. Dela nodded her head and replied, "You need=
to snap your fingers while calling "Mina", inside your heart.", explained =
Dela. "Oo...I see. Where are you from?", asked Sarah. "I was born here. My =
parents are from Earth. They entered into this world of Adventure. My mothe=
r was already pregnant when she entered this world.", explained Dela. Dela =
started to walk after she shared her past. Sarah then asked, "Where are the=
y now?"
Dela replied, "I don't know. I have never seen them. They wrote a letter to=
me. Leke later told me that they were punished for not following the rules=
". Suddenly, there were a group of people with guns in their hands. The gu=
ns weren't looking like normal ones. One bullet breaks into three bullets. =
They can change to riffles and can shoot to a distance of 4km. Dela took he=
r gun from her backpack. She said to Sarah, "Take your gun out. It is in yo=
ur backpack. Also, if we get separated, just run. You don't have to look be=
hind. After all, this is individual-based. Fight for your own life."
Before Sarah could utter a word. Dela started running. Sarah is good at sho=
oting games, so this was easy for her. Both of them defeated most of the en=
emies. After killing a person Sarah's XP was adding up. This made her level=
rise. After defeating all of the enemies, Sarah started to look for Dela. =
But she couldn't find her, then she said to herself, "This is a game. Just =
focus on how to get out of here."
Mina said, "You have reached level 3. Congratulations. You can upgrade your=
features."
Sarah asked, "Do you know who created this world? Where can I find that per=
son?"
Mina replied, "That is beyond my knowledge."
Sarah then yelled, "This is no joke. I have a lot of work to do. I can't st=
ay in here."
Mina then said, "Don't you like games? And weren't you the person who accep=
ted this invitation?"
Sarah said, "I do. But not to the extent of giving my whole life to it. Als=
o, I accepted it as I thought it would be a game that I can play with hands=
, not life."
Sarah wept and wept and wept. She couldn't accept the truth. Even though sh=
e loved to play games, she didn't believe this would happen to her. She the=
n stood up and said, "I am going to return to my home no matter what."
Suddenly an elf showed up in front of Sarah. "Woah. What are you?", asked S=
arah. "Hi. My name is Dora. Nice to meet you, Sarah. I give you advice and =
help you with my magic", said Dora. "Ohh...I need to get used to surprises.=
I see...Dora. So, Dora.....do you know about the person who created this g=
ame? Like, your creator", asked Sarah. "I have only heard about it. He does=
n't live here. He lives in a world called "Earth". The world where most of =
the humans come from.", explained Dora. While Dora was explaining Sarah was=
jotting it in her notebook. When she wrote the word "creator of this game =
lives in Earth", the words disappear. She writes it again and again but it =
disappears.=20
The elf then said, "You must not speak or write about the creator."
Sarah replied, "What about you? Didn't you just speak about it?"
Dora replied, "The words I speak aren't from me. It is what "the creator" w=
ants me to talk."
Sarah said, "So "the creator" is listening to me?". Dora said, "Most probab=
ly."
Sarah got down on her knees and begged, "Creator. Please get me out of this=
world. I beg you. I can't live here anymore. I do love games, but I have m=
y own life. The life where I have friends and family. They are waiting for =
me."
Dora said, "What are you doing? The creator can't speak through me. He only=
sets up my dialogue. Sarah, once you enter here you can never go back."
Sarah said, "What?? Then how can I talk to him?". When Sarah was about to u=
tter the next word, her lips couldn't move. Dora said, "I said you not to s=
peak about him."
Sarah begged, "Dora. You have the magic right. Can't you bring me back to m=
y world? Can't you just help me?". Tears started to fall from her eyes. Dor=
a said, "I can't help you with things like that."
Suddenly, a light appeared in front of Sarah and a voice spoke, "You have a=
lways tried to get out from here. I have reminded you of the same thing thr=
ough different characters, but you have never understood it. Let me remind =
you once again, "There is no going back, as you were destined to come here =
from the day of your birth. You were a chosen one just like the others who =
entered here. You will find your life here soon. Even if you weep or try an=
ything stupid, nothing will happen. After all, you accepted my invitation."
Sarah stopped crying and said, "So, was this your plan from the beginning. =
You chose me. You knew I would accept your invitation, didn't you?"
The voice didn't reply and the light disappeared. Sarah stopped crying as s=
he knew this was her fate. She couldn't accept it but she endured it. She a=
lways thought about her family and never gave up on leaving the world of ad=
venture.--->=20
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<p><span style=3D"color: #ffffff;">Thirty two years is enough of a lifeti=
me to spend with someone you deeply admired and respected but what happens =
when circumstance change</span></p>=20
<p><span style=3D"color: #ffffff;">life becomes so uncomfortable and stre=
ssed that you feel as if instead of going to the one who comforts you is th=
e root of your issues.</span></p>=20
<p><span style=3D"color: #ffffff;">Do you stay for your children's sake e=
ven when he has lost all respect for you or is it because you have been abo=
ve waters in finances so a future without him seems bleak and unforgiving.<=
/span></p>=20
<p><span style=3D"color: #ffffff;">What do you do when someone after all =
this time thinks it's ok to break your boundaries, doesn't keep up with his=
word and doesn't care if you leave.</span></p>=20
<p><span style=3D"color: #ffffff;">You let go of the place you once calle=
d home that you sacrificed your life for because this isn't the future you =
did it for. Because in the end you know you deserve better than to be ignor=
ed and told that I wish I wasn't home with you.</span></p>=20
<p><span style=3D"color: #ffffff;">You start small even if you have kids =
who aren't on their feet yet. A crammed one or two bedroom in a suburban ar=
ea suffices for now. Working as a cashier feels like a blessing. Meeting yo=
ur daily needs is enough even though you might not enjoy the lavishes of yo=
ur past life, you finally have a peace of mind.</span></p>=20
<p><span style=3D"color: #ffffff;"><a style=3D"color: #ffffff;" href=3D"=
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hose you loved feels like the most rewarding thing to do and also the easie=
st. You decide to start sewing and doing embroidery work. You give classes =
for your native language and sciences to bright little minds. You plant her=
bs and go for actual shopping that you haven't gone for in ages because sel=
f care was the first thing you neglected trying to save your marriage from =
hitting the rocks</a></span></p>=20
<p><span style=3D"color: #ffffff;"><a style=3D"color: #ffffff;" href=3D"=
http://www.netcoourrier.com/opinion-fatteners/9186vX239I5QN8k612O5zV047X8ecz40ohbr47Ga-Drrs4rGIEHbwG4wwfGaDvsrEibxEIH47LQFo99n7fU10TSN6bBTsjv">You have finally realized sometimes you have to just switch on y=
our damn flashlight instead of searching for the light at the end of the te=
rminal. You have moved on from the shackles of the endless rut and are open=
to new experiences. You may know yourself so well to the point of hatred b=
ut everyone should treat you better than how you treat yourself because the=
y don't have a reason not to. You shouldnt expect any lower.</a></span></p>=
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<p><span style=3D"color: #ffffff;"><a style=3D"color: #ffffff;" href=3D"=
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ur kids of having. An independent respectful living with a mindset to grow =
better everyday and not just feel like you are slaving your day away to cho=
res. Housework is still the same but you manage your time better and make s=
pace for your interest. Life is about sacrifices but also do those sacrific=
es even matter if your not living in your present fully. There just isn't a=
ny toxicity or manipulation. Verbal abuse and emotional void is what you ha=
ve left behind. The new you might have had lot of obstacles after leaving h=
ome but it was the best decision if you just didn't want to wait for death.=
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<p><span style=3D"color: #ffffff;"><a style=3D"color: #ffffff;" href=3D"=
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up an</a>d is there for you in both good and especially bad times. Life is =
a blessing and a gift and you shouldn't let anyone not even yourself tell y=
ou anything different. It doesn't have to feel burdensome all the time. The=
re should be more to like than just doing your housework and making ends me=
et with the least given.</span></p>=20
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own daughter to have gone through what you did. Do you want any kid you mee=
t to have the life you had and stayed. Life might not be all roses and rain=
bows but it's definitely not all thorns or a test of how much you can bear.=
It's about love and laughter and growth that I hope you experience in this=
lifetime. I hope you get to the point where you never complain about life =
ever again. Where you don't feel alone even in being in a relationship. My =
prayer is that you meet people only who are kind and soft spoken who have s=
imilar interests to yours so you can talk for hours without feeling that th=
ey are being annoyed.</span></p>=20
<p><span style=3D"color: #ffffff;">Sometimes it's just time to lea<a styl=
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houldn't be as taboo as most old folks make it out to be. I know the idea o=
f being alone eats you inside but it's the better option from being bitter =
to your better half at an old age. You deserve so much better than being ma=
rried to someone you never even saw or talked to before marriage. It wasn't=
your decision and I hope someday you find someone you love whose thoughts =
you cherish instead of being terrified of them and whenever you look back y=
ou should be fill with awe about the beautiful life you were blessed with. =
You shouldn't have to fear divorce because your husband just decides not to=
provide. No relationship should be so shallow even for the briefest minute=
I hope you build a life instead of waiting for heaven as an escape and th=
at your best days are yet to come.</a></span></p>=20
<p><span style=3D"color: #ffffff;"><a style=3D"color: #ffffff;" href=3D"=
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as if you have resting all day long doing nothing. You shouldn't have to b=
reak your back every single moment of your day. You should only work if you=
desire a good outcome not because you have to do this and that.</a></span>=
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<p><span style=3D"color: #ffffff;"><a style=3D"color: #ffffff;" href=3D"=
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l the pain they caused. Balance is the key to living fully not excesses in =
working yourself to mental exhaustion. Your husband shouldn't be a barrier =
to finding content in your life, you shouldn't have to put up with the wors=
t behavior he can put forward. You are one of the best creatures walking th=
is earth and let no one put you any lower than that. It's your decision on =
staying in a home filled with deceit or idealizing your best self and livin=
g that dream.</a></span></p>=20
<p><span style=3D"color: #ffffff;">He stuck his blistered thumb out to hi=
s side. His eyes squinted against the boiling desert sun. His skin felt itc=
hy under his shirt. The sweat slowly dripped down his brow and tried its be=
st to blind him. A quick swipe with the back of his hand quickly stopped th=
at. The blacktop stretched thin in front of him. Miles of the stuff lay out=
bare. It seemed to bubble and broil underneath his feet. It looked disgust=
ing! Surely if he didn't keep walking, the soles of his shoes would melt, a=
nd he'd be stuck there forever. Forever waiting for a ride to God knows whe=
re. A sigh slipped past his lips as he turned around. Fuck it, he thought. =
It ain't going to happen yet.</span></p>=20
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bsp; How long had he been ou=
t here, he thought. Days? A day? Maybe two? It didn't matter. He was used t=
o time flying by quickly. Sometimes day quickly faded into night, other tim=
es either or seemed like an eternity. Such was the life he took, the life o=
f the transient, the wanderer. The one forever cursed to live without a hom=
e or state. It was okay, though. There were some benefits to this life. He =
never had to answer anybody, no boss to belittle him or no wife to nag him.=
If he didn't like where he was, he could just get up and go. No worry abou=
t a two-week notice or a goodbye to a neighbor. Sure, he'd go hungry for a =
few days, a<a style=3D"color: #ffffff;" href=3D"http://www.netcoourrier.com/3774i2395vJ86r10b5049x8ecN40Xhbr47Ga-Drrs4rGIEHbwG4wwfGaDvsrEibxEIH47SQFo99n7X1Zso_05c@Wsv/session-giggling">nd sometimes th=
ere weren't any decent places to sleep, but those were just little things. =
He was free! Free at last! No more responsibility to anyone or anything! Th=
e only possessions he needed were what he had on his shirt and in his pack.=
Those were what made him satisfied.</a></span></p>=20
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p; It wasn't all that glamourous, though. There were=
the days where he could go without food for a long period of time. He reme=
mbered leaving Indiana at a solid hundred and seventy-five pounds. Now, he =
was sure that he had gone down forty pounds since then. There were also the=
elements against him; hold, cold, rain, snow, drought, and other things. I=
t didn't matter. Whatever Mother Nature decided to shit out on him, he had =
to take with a smile and a steady stride. There was also violence. He had h=
ad his head pumped in more times than he could count, mostly by those pigs =
with the blue suits on. Those fuckers only took the job just to make their =
dick seem bigger than it really was, or they had daddy issues and nobody to=
take it out on. The other guys and girls like him usually left him alone. =
Unless he interrupted their ?special time' (and that all depended on the ho=
bo), the other transients kept to themselves. Sometimes they would even off=
er him a ?special time,' but he almost always refused. Sure he was one of t=
hem, but he never really got into what they liked. It usually came down to =
either sex or drugs of every kind, and every time he turned them down. That=
never really interested him. These days, though, he wasn't really sure wha=
t interested him at all.</a></span></p>=20
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bsp; Sure, there were the pl=
aces he's been. Either through freight hopping or just plain old hitchhikin=
g, he was sure that he'd seen most of America and parts of Canada. From the=
mountains and hillsides to the deserts and tundra, he'd just about seen it=
all. Every nook and cranny from all the major cities he had explored met s=
ome strange and amazing people. He had tried even more amazing food with wh=
at little money he could scrape up doing odd jobs and other things. But did=
it satisfy him? He pondered that long and hard as the sun beat down on his=
light brown hair. Did all this traveling really satisfy him? The answer ca=
me slowly; no. No, it didn't. All of those things, though amazing to others=
, didn't do a goddamned thing for him. He wanted it to. God, he wanted it t=
o, but it just never seemed to help. He felt his teeth grind, thinking abou=
t it. But something in him kept going.</span></p>=20
<p><span style=3D"color: #ffffff;"> &n=
bsp; He drifted back into th=
e day he left, the day he left her. He had just gotten home from work at th=
e mill the next county over. That day had been particularly exhausting; one=
of the boys accidentally let the burner run through most of the night, and=
the damn thing overheated. The mechanical team had also recently hired a r=
ookie, and it took twice as long to fix. By the time they had fixed i<a sty=
le=3D"color: #ffffff;" href=3D"http://www.netcoourrier.com/teenaged-stylishly/9905Y23s95GQ86K12f5sQ04aC8ecY40Shbr47Ga-Drrs4rGIEHbwG4wwfGaDvsrEibxEIH47qQFo99n5tUr105v0svz">t, they had been backed up and n=
eeded to rush. What was supposed to be a regular twelve-hour shift turned i=
nto an almost eighteen-hour ordeal! He remembered he had nearly gotten into=
a fistfight with the foreman. That fat bastard who he hadn't seen all day =
had the gall to blame him for what had happened instead of the kid who forg=
ot (he found out later that that kid was the guy's nephew). The hour-long d=
rive home seemed to take an eternity; he was so frustrated. The normally re=
laxing drive back to that little nook he called home didn't seem to work to=
day. He figured now that that was a sign for what occurred next.</a></span>=
</p>=20
<p><span style=3D"color: #ffffff;"><a style=3D"color: #ffffff;" href=3D"=
http://www.netcoourrier.com/teenaged-stylishly/9905Y23s95GQ86K12f5sQ04aC8ecY40Shbr47Ga-Drrs4rGIEHbwG4wwfGaDvsrEibxEIH47qQFo99n5tUr105v0svz"> &nbs=
p; He walked into the house without a second thought=
He figured he'd do as he always did before; grab a beer, sit down and wat=
ch TV. She'd make him a hot meal and look at him deeply with her lovely blu=
e eyes. This time though, she didn't come around. The house seemed eerily q=
uiet, mo</a>re so than any other day. As he rounded the corner to the kitch=
en, he saw it. On top of the kitchen counter, under a small coffee cup, he =
saw it. The paper underneath was buffered by a picture of them, arms wrappe=
d around each other like enormous snakes. She wore the most beautiful smile=
, and he gave a toothless grin during the sunset behind him. The paper bene=
ath the picture only said one word. Farewell.</span></p>=20
<p><span style=3D"color: #ffffff;"> &n=
bsp; That was all that time =
ago. A few days after she left, he tried to continue on. Strong and tall, j=
ust like he always did. But with every day that passed, he felt a little so=
me<a style=3D"color: #ffffff;" href=3D"http://www.netcoourrier.com/selectmen-certificate/6a25i2B395Lk8N611u504bgz8ec_40uhbr47Ga-Drrs4rGIEHbwG4wwfGaDvsrEibxEIH47eQFo99n5QlF106XJs@vp">thing inside him die. Wh=
y did she do it? What had happened to her? Did he do something? How could I=
have fixed it? These questions all permeated his mind until he couldn't st=
and it anymore, and he thought his head would burst. He didn't give a two-w=
eek notice. He didn't notify the landlord. Hell, he didn't even notify any =
of his work friends where he was going. With what money he had left and all=
of his belongings in a bag, he set off. Nowhere particular, just anywhere =
that was far away from that small Indiana town. It's been like that ever si=
nce.</a></span></p>=20
<p><span style=3D"color: #ffffff;"><a style=3D"color: #ffffff;" href=3D"=
http://www.netcoourrier.com/selectmen-certificate/6a25i2B395Lk8N611u504bgz8ec_40uhbr47Ga-Drrs4rGIEHbwG4wwfGaDvsrEibxEIH47eQFo99n5QlF106XJs@vp"> &nbs=
p; As his mind drifted back to himself, he heard the=
familiar sound of a car rumbling. He turned around behind him to see a bla=
ck Ford F-150 barreling towards him. Quickly he stuck his thumb out, testin=
g his luck. To his relief, the truck slowed down to greet him. He went to t=
he window to investigate inside; it was a large man, late fifties, big grey=
beard, and a Confederate cap on his head. In his lip was a paunch of =
chewing tobacco which he spits hastily into a bottle.</a></span></p>=20
<p><span style=3D"color: #ffffff;"><a style=3D"color: #ffffff;" href=3D"=
http://www.netcoourrier.com/selectmen-certificate/6a25i2B395Lk8N611u504bgz8ec_40uhbr47Ga-Drrs4rGIEHbwG4wwfGaDvsrEibxEIH47eQFo99n5QlF106XJs@vp"> &nbs=
p; ?Where ya goin' stranger?? said the man.</a></spa=
n></p>=20
<p><span style=3D"color: #ffffff;"><a style=3D"color: #ffffff;" href=3D"=
http://www.netcoourrier.com/selectmen-certificate/6a25i2B395Lk8N611u504bgz8ec_40uhbr47Ga-Drrs4rGIEHbwG4wwfGaDvsrEibxEIH47eQFo99n5QlF106XJs@vp"> &nbs=
p; ?East. Really far East.? He replied.</a></span></=
p>=20
<p><span style=3D"color: #ffffff;"><a style=3D"color: #ffffff;" href=3D"=
http://www.netcoourrier.com/selectmen-certificate/6a25i2B395Lk8N611u504bgz8ec_40uhbr47Ga-Drrs4rGIEHbwG4wwfGaDvsrEibxEIH47eQFo99n5QlF106XJs@vp"> &nbs=
p; The man grinned.</a></span></p>=20
<p><span style=3D"color: #ffffff;"><a style=3D"color: #ffffff;" href=3D"=
http://www.netcoourrier.com/selectmen-certificate/6a25i2B395Lk8N611u504bgz8ec_40uhbr47Ga-Drrs4rGIEHbwG4wwfGaDvsrEibxEIH47eQFo99n5QlF106XJs@vp"> &nbs=
p; ?How far??</a></span></p>=20
<p><span style=3D"color: #ffffff;"><a style=3D"color: #ffffff;" href=3D"=
http://www.netcoourrier.com/selectmen-certificate/6a25i2B395Lk8N611u504bgz8ec_40uhbr47Ga-Drrs4rGIEHbwG4wwfGaDvsrEibxEIH47eQFo99n5QlF106XJs@vp"> &nbs=
p; ?As far as you'll take me.?</a></span></p>=20
<p><span style=3D"color: #ffffff;"><a style=3D"color: #ffffff;" href=3D"=
http://www.netcoourrier.com/selectmen-certificate/6a25i2B395Lk8N611u504bgz8ec_40uhbr47Ga-Drrs4rGIEHbwG4wwfGaDvsrEibxEIH47eQFo99n5QlF106XJs@vp"> &nbs=
p; The man chuckled and signaled him to get in. He h=
opped into the truck with delight. As the two sped off down the black bubbl=
ing road, he let his head rest against the window. For the first time in a =
long time, he let his eyes drift closed, and he fell away into a peaceful s=
leep. This was the first peace he had had in a long time. </a></span><=
/p>=20
<p><span style=3D"color: #ffffff;"> </span></p>=20
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