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                <title>If sex is a weapon, then SMASH! BOOM! POW!</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 01 Dec 2009 14:37:43 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So...There's some sexy artwork coming soon...<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~orchideye</author>
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                <title>Maybe not...</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 19 Sep 2009 05:53:45 PDT</pubDate>
                
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                <title>Probably the last</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 28 Jun 2009 12:58:29 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I chose to give up art, any kind of art because current events showed me it's all useless. So I don't know for how long I'll be hanging around.Cheers!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Cross my heart and hope to die</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 20 Dec 2008 04:27:43 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ The wolf looks like the lamb... Your life is in his hand... He wears your heart on his sleeve...Break a leg while tryin' to leave...Bite your tongue for sayin' the truth... The dogs are on to you... The Gods play hide and seek...Blood baths start to leak... Witness the feast of the leach...Burn the book and save the witch...It's all the same...It's such a shame.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~orchideye</author>
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                <title>Slutitude</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 04 Sep 2008 12:20:01 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Me, I'm not...<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 04 Sep 2008 12:18:19 PDT</pubDate>
                
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                <title>Home alone</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 02 Aug 2008 10:25:55 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I push my fingers through the night<br />And feel the moist of the unknown<br />I thought it would feel better<br />I thought I'd like it, <br />But I don't<br />I wish there were your fingers<br />Pushing against the dark<br />And I would be the only one <br />To see the light<br />But there is no one in this attic<br />Where all is messed up and chaotic<br />And I'm here feeling ecstatic<br />By myself.<br />And I'm feeling sane but synesthetic<br />I'm feeling your shape with my tongue<br />And I can almost taste your fingers<br />Pushing deeply in the night<br />While your air is deep inside me<br />I feel you breathing through my lungs<br />While you are dying of my illness<br />Softly coagulating my blood.<br />And I can taste your bitterness<br />While slowly running down my cheek<br />As I reach and reach for something<br />I do not need to seek<br />Cos it's there standing still and poised<br />Waiting to enter the night and tear it apart<br />Waiting for me to call it in<br />Waiting for a sign to start.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Dirty thoughts</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 09 Jul 2008 12:29:53 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I've got some dirty thoughts<br />Involving you me and a Luger.<br />I've got blood on my hands, <br />I guess I broke the skin...<br />And yes I don't follow your words<br />Cuz they lead me to the low<br />And if I let you in <br />I'm afraid I won't grow...<br /><br />All the chills running down my spine<br />Let them drill as I feel us entwine<br />Nothing counts as an err or a sin<br />Our sweat and spit will wash it clean<br />It's drenched in dirt...<br /><br />(The rest is yet to come)<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Satisfy my curiosity...</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 13 May 2008 11:32:25 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Incapacitatea de a intelege duce la obsesie. Tot ceea ce nu inteleg ma obsedeaza. Nu inteleg nimic, de aceea ma obsedeaza totul. Obsesia este cea mai inalta stare a psihicului uman. Este singura stare in care dorinta, interesul si setea de informatie se combina si se amplifica, ridicandu-ne de la statutul de primata bipeda la cel de zeu. Obsesia este cel mai bun medicament impotriva depresiei. Cand esti obsedat nu ai timp sa fii deprimat. Cand esti obsedat nu ai timp sa fii.  Cand esti obsedat esti peste tot pe unde este si obiectul obsesiei tale.  Obiectul obsesiei mele este pretutindeni. Obiectul obsesiei mele este totul. Tu faci parte din tot, de unde reiese ca tu esti o parte din obiectul obsesiei mele. Dar tie nu iti pasa, pentru ca tu ai alte obsesii ale caror obiect eu nu sunt si nici nu voi fi. Fiecare obsedat are ca obsesie un alt obsedat care are, la randul lui o alta obsesie. Doar in momentul in care doi obsedati se vor avea ca obsesie unul pe celalalt se va ajunge la un nou inceput. Care sunt obsesiile tale? Ce te obsedeaza? Vreau sa aflu...Sunt obsedata...<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Interested?</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 11 May 2008 07:14:08 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ There's nothing interesting about me... Nothing whatsoever...<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>I got friggin wasted</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 21 Apr 2008 10:01:48 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Ya friggin wasted<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Party at my place this Saturday</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 13 Apr 2008 10:48:33 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ You're all invited<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>If only</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 04 Apr 2008 11:40:01 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Are we still friends? I mean seriously I don't understand anything of all this exilerating piece of shit. I swear to whatever I call God that I don't understand. I'm a retard, an idiot, an ignorant. Yes, I am. And I don't deny it. I am proud of it. We have nothing in common. But why would we? Why should we be the copy of eachother? Do you like to look in the mirror while speaking? Do you like to make out with your photograph? Do you like to touch yourself? Are you a narcissist, my so called friend? Cuz you really seem to be. You seem so inlove with yourself. And if you love yourself so much, why don't you go fuck yourself, in all the kinky ways you can think of? Go, have the fun of your life. Stick your fingers and your tongue and all your appendages in every orifice you want! I wonder what will you find... Pleasure, discontent, or maybe just dust and lints and the memory of a past intercourse with somebody else than yourself, whom you hated having inside you, in whose insides you felt lost and didn't like to wander. After you finish this exploration , whose results will bring you back to your recklessness, you will come to me and tell me everything, and you'll want me back. And I would say yes, if only you were younger, if only we were in the same town, if only we met.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Light bulbs</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 28 Mar 2008 10:42:45 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Small light bulbs on a hanger<br />They seem slightly amused<br />Everything's so hot and tense<br />It might just burn a fuse<br />There's a feeling of pleasure<br />Rising up from abuse<br />Masoquism is in fashion<br />Spare one more excuse<br /><br />Cuz I'm trying to bend <br />There's no way I could break<br />The devil's a saint <br />When you don't make mistakes<br /><br />There is one in a corner <br />Seems enlightened and loose<br />There's no need to offense<br />Just amaze and confuse<br />When you're offered one's hand<br />Would you dare to refuse<br />Hide and seek is our game<br />We both need a good screw<br /><br />Cuz I tried to bend<br />Can't belive how I break<br />The devil's a saint<br />But I made a mistake<br /><br />But why would you care?<br />We both got what we want<br />You've just got screwd<br />I got screwed up<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Cacat pe bat</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 23 Mar 2008 02:46:13 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Treason is the only word on my lips right now. I really think I should just disappear and let everyone be happy together. I'm always the 6th finger , the 4th wiseman , the evil twin. There's just no room for me. <br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />You've just got screwed<br />I got screwed up...<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Let's do it again !</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 10 Mar 2008 12:20:09 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ "I give you a ciggarette if you shut up"<br />"Man, is that Cockwork written on your hoodie?"<br />"Where'd you get that drinking cap from?"<br />"Now is his time to flick you dude!"<br />"I need the waiter's number Goddamit!"<br />"Let's go! I'll hitch you up with somebody."<br />"Ineeeed a boyfriend!!! Is that doude behind the counter cute?"<br />No. Shut up. You're drunk!"<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />I wish we could get away<br />Drink wine and screw...<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Surprise!?</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 29 Jan 2008 14:40:01 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ The only thing that has been surprising me lately is the fact that there were no surprises whatsoever.  And as things show to be just like always, common and gray, I can't help myself but feeling taken by surprise by this unpredictable routine. Lets plan our spontaneity, honey. Maybe next time somebody will not be surprised.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Preludiu pentru un ceai verde</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 27 Jan 2008 03:55:18 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Copila, esti proasta. In toata complexitatea ta, esti simpla. Si nu stii sa faci nimic cum trebuie, desi tot ceea ce faci nu poate fi mai bun, este perfect. Si acum, in loc sa faci ceva folositor, scrii un jurnal stupid. Uita-te la tine, cum iti tremura degetele pe tastatura. Ce fragila te crezi! Ce, te temi ca ti s-ar putea rupe daca le apesi mai tare? Esti cam stupida, dar va trebui sa traiesc cu tine de-acum in colo. Nu am de ales. Si numa deranjeaza. Se putea si mai rau. Puteam sa fiu o insecta, sau niste clabuci.... Hai, striveste-ma, hai, sparge-ma!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Break up song</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 12 Jan 2008 10:55:26 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Mirror, you show me what I wanna see. <br />
I couldn't be so proud of me if I wasn't. <br />
Man I'm born to be. <br />
Man I'm born to hula. <br />
Man I'm born to be my greatest version.<br />
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Brother, now you can stop lying to me.<br />
You will not be the only one to dance with me.<br />
Man I'm born for me.<br />
Man I'm born to others.<br />
Man I'm born to be the greatest version.<br />
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Dancing with you has been so much fun<br />
Thank Heavens I have just begun...<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~orchideye</author>
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                <title>Dadaism out of a hat</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 12 Sep 2007 18:00:07 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ The side effects of my self induced social paranoia start to kick in. The asphalt on the sidewalks hates me. I'd like to plant another bomb under my bed. It's boom would say "Good morning, beautiful!". And as clouds of dust and pink smoke rise above my 2-D universe and form a new bright nebula, I'd paint my face in the colors of my herd. As I graze sugar off a new found land, my future pray for my past and my past will pray for my future. But my present is forsaken under a Christmas tree in the middle of the summer. Words run naked out of my mouth only to lay down on the sky.<br />
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Kudos to the ones who understand! Respect to the ones who don't understand. I gnorance to the ones who ignore.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>My skin tone sounds detuned</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 22 Aug 2007 04:36:45 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I was at the sea side last week-end and I got sun burns on my face and 50% of my body. Yucky thingy. When I got home I looked in the mirror and I noticed that my skin on my nose cheeks and forehead are about 5 tones darker than the rest of my skin. I'm very white and the difference was easy to notice. Anyway, my skin is almost back to normal. But my mind will always be severly injured after I heard Snow-White diabolicly laughin at my misfortune. Laugh you bloody dwarfophyle! In few days I'll be the whitest one again! Choke on apples!!! ><img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>The inner voice...</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 27 Jul 2007 17:06:13 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ My egos are fighting eachother every time they meet. They like to poke eachother and they like to yell at eachother and they like to throw thoughts, dreams, ideas and grey matter at eachother. This drives my neutral personality almost mad. <br />
Yes, I have 3 personalities (actually, I have more, but these 3 ones are the most annoying).<br />
So, one day, my female personality met my male personality. And they started arguing. I was afraid that they would file for divorce. They didnt. That would've been a hell of a personality split.<br />
They started disagreeing, and cursing eachother. I thought this would never end. But, after a while, they've been struck by the beauty of life, by the happines they could find in a bottle of beer, in a bad sandwich and in lots of music. Then they got along for the first time. And they made love. <br />
After a short while, it was born. My second childish personality. Now my two childish personalities could play toghether, the male and the female personalities were both happy toghether, so I thought everything would be perfect. I was wrong.<br />
My two childish personalities got along so well, that they become one. A weird, too damn childish one. The ensickening, annoying, sweet, too fuckin' colorful one. <br />
Well, at least the male and female personalities were getting along...NOT. They started arguing again over being too cold with eachother...and too different... and too discordant...etc. <br />
Now I got myself a marital councilor personality in the desperate  hope of getting the two pesonalities back together. Or at least to make them get to a peaceful agreement.<br />
My neutral personality starts to frown...<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>I'm a happy erudite idiot</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 22 Jul 2007 14:34:52 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Lately I've been finding myself happy into all these stupid things. I like to act like an idiot whenever I have the chanse to. I like to use weird words. I like to read dictionaries. I like to write lyrics about people I might never acquaint. I like to run around with tooth brushes stuck in my earlobes. I like to kiss people I hate while I'm enjoying a Heineken. I like to to wear different coloured shoes. I like to wonder off on streets at afternoon singing my favorite songs.<br />
I like to read SF books. I like Freud. I like sheep. I like plushies. I like to wear cheap, coloured clothes. I like to draw pictures of kids drawing pictures of kids drawing pictures of kids drawing. I like how the wind blows through my dread-locks. I like to climb on things. I like Discovery Channel. I like flies. I like my broken TV. I like to act like a monkey. I like Mozart. I like Salvador Dali's work. I like cold coffe. I like sweet red wine. I like to talk. I like to observe. I like to admire. I like being in love with someone I don't know and I might never meet. I like to aknowledge all the things in the world.<br />
      I like being able to be an idiot. That means that we're evolved enough to be able to go down few steps in order to relax.<br />
      And I like the fact that while you are reading this you're thinking I'm an idiot.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 25 Jun 2007 05:51:11 PDT</pubDate>
                
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                <title>3 days til Coke Live</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 20 Jun 2007 10:28:21 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So, this week-end I'm gonna sing and dance and scream and head-bang on some of the greatest bands, like: The Prodigy, Ill Nino, The Rasmus and my favorite band ever: Incubus. I hope I'm gonna get some ideas of songs lyrics and drawings.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 27 May 2007 04:35:15 PDT</pubDate>
                
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 28 Mar 2007 14:04:34 PDT</pubDate>
                
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 08 Mar 2007 02:47:32 PST</pubDate>
                
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 05 Mar 2007 02:08:07 PST</pubDate>
                
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                <title>Another gray day</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 02 Mar 2007 11:56:10 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ wOAAAAAAAAAAAA<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" title=":( (Sad)" />(.I'm sad as usually. I'm very emotional you know... I'm not an emo kid, I'm just emotional. I hate myself for not being creative enough. And this world is sucking all my inspiration. I'm soooooooo00000OOOOOO sad... I guess... Or not.... Now I'm happy <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" />). A friend made me  laugh. One of my best friends huged me and kissed me... Another friend of mine made fun of somebody I dislike... The sun is shining... Awwwwwwww... I recieved a flower from a friend... I recieved a phonecall from another friend... But then I remember... I fainted... I ate some yucky food... I been in school for 5 hours... I didn't sleep well... There are 5 more months until Stimultan ( a great rock festival in Romania, the damn country where nothing ever happens)... There a 4 more months of school... AND I WANNA GET OUT OF THE HOUSE!!!!!!!!... But outside is dust, mess, too many ignorant people, too much sensless motion... And no good music... And no Tv... No good books... And I have to spend money that I don't have on things like: <br />
-somethin' that's called "COFFEE" but I know is only coloured water; it ain't coffee because it doesn't taste like coffe; coffe tastes like coffee. That thingy ain't coffee because it doesn't taste like coffee.<br />
-tram tickets; but I never buy tram tickets; trams suck; they smell, they're dirty, and the people inside are rude.<br />
-food; well, it's not particularly food; it's a thingy that fills your stomach but it's not food; it's toxic.<br />
And sooooooooo many other things. There's nothing good in going out because the world is ugly, gray and ignorant.<br />
So I'll just stay home and probably invite some friend over...Until I start missing the damn gray world that gives me inspiration and I'll do the mistake of going out....Well... at least TGIF....<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~orchideye</author>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 26 Feb 2007 12:13:13 PST</pubDate>
                
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                <author>~orchideye</author>
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