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So what.

Can't write anything.

= Jennifer =

Causing considerable consternation
to many fine folk since 1957

Pepper and me ... Seattle 1962

  

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= Jenny the Pirate =

Hoist The Colors

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I am a Blue Star Mother

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Insist on yourself; never imitate.

Your own gift you can present

every moment

with the cumulative force

of a whole life’s cultivation;

but of the adopted talent of another

you have only an extemporaneous

half possession.

That which each can do best,

none but his Maker can teach him.

= Ralph Waldo Emerson =

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Represent:

The Black Velvet Coat

In The Market, As It Were

 

 

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Contributor to

American Cemetery

published by Kates-Boylston

A Pistol With One Shot

Ecstatically shooting everything in sight using my beloved Nikon D3100 with AF-S DX Nikkor 18-55mm 1:3.5-5.6G VR kit lens and AF-S Nikkor 50mm f/1.8 G prime lens.

Also capturing outrageous beauty left and right with my Nikon D7000 blissfully married to my Nikkor 85mm f/1.4D AF prime glass. Don't be jeal.

And then there was the Nikon AF-S DX NIKKOR 18-200mm f:3.5-5.6G ED VR II zoom. We're done here.

Dying Is A Day Worth Living For

I am a taphophile

Word. Photo Jennifer Weber 2010

Great things are happening at

Find A Grave

If you don't believe me, click the pics.

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Dying is a wild night

and a new road.

Emily Dickinson

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REMEMBRANCE

When I am gone

Please remember me

 As a heartfelt laugh,

 As a tenderness.

 Hold fast to the image of me

When my soul was on fire,

The light of love shining

Through my eyes.

Remember me when I was singing

And seemed to know my way.

Remember always

When we were together

And time stood still.

Remember most not what I did,

Or who I was;

Oh please remember me

For what I always desired to be:

A smile on the face of God.

David Robert Brooks
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 Do not regret growing older. It is a privilege denied to many.

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Keep To The Code

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You Want To Find This
The Promise Of Redemption

Therefore seeing we have this ministry, as we have received mercy, we faint not;

But have renounced the hidden things of dishonesty, not walking in craftiness, nor handling the word of God deceitfully; but by manifestation of the truth commending ourselves to every man's conscience in the sight of God.

But if our gospel be hid, it is hid to them that are lost:

In whom the god of this world hath blinded the minds of them which believe not, lest the light of the glorious gospel of Christ, who is the image of God, should shine unto them.

For we preach not ourselves, but Christ Jesus the Lord; and ourselves your servants for Jesus' sake.

For God, who commanded the light to shine out of darkness, hath shined in our hearts, to give the light of the knowledge of the glory of God in the face of Jesus Christ.

But we have this treasure in earthen vessels, that the excellency of the power may be of God, and not of us.

We are troubled on every side, yet not distressed; we are perplexed, but not in despair;

Persecuted, but not forsaken; cast down, but not destroyed;

Always bearing about in the body the dying of the Lord Jesus, that the life also of Jesus might be made manifest in our body.

For we which live are alway delivered unto death for Jesus' sake, that the life also of Jesus might be made manifest in our mortal flesh.

So then death worketh in us, but life in you.

We having the same spirit of faith, according as it is written, I BELIEVED, AND THEREFORE HAVE I SPOKEN; we also believe, and therefore speak;

Knowing that he which raised up the Lord Jesus shall raise up us also by Jesus, and shall present us with you.

For all things are for your sakes, that the abundant grace might through the thanksgiving of many redound to the glory of God.

For which cause we faint not; but though our outward man perish, yet the inward man is renewed day by day.

For our light affliction, which is but for a moment, worketh for us a far more exceeding and eternal weight of glory;

While we look not at the things which are seen, but at the things which are not seen: for the things which are seen are temporal; but the things which are not seen are eternal.

II Corinthians 4

Freedom is a fragile thing and is never more than one generation away from extinction. It is not ours by inheritance; it must be fought for and defended constantly by each generation, for it comes only once to a people. Those who have known freedom and then lost it, have never known it again.

~ Ronald Reagan

Photo Jennifer Weber 2010

Not Without My Effects

My Compass Works Fine

The Courage Of Our Hearts

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Daft Like Jack

 "I can name fingers and point names ..."

And We'll Sing It All The Time
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    Elements Series: Fire
    by Peter Kater
  • Danny Wright Healer of Hearts
    Danny Wright Healer of Hearts
    by Danny Wright
  • Grace
    Grace
    Old World Records
  • The Hymns Collection (2 Disc Set)
    The Hymns Collection (2 Disc Set)
    Stone Angel Music, Inc.
  • Always Near - A Romantic Collection
    Always Near - A Romantic Collection
    Real Music
  • Copia
    Copia
    Temporary Residence Ltd.
  • The Poet: Romances for Cello
    The Poet: Romances for Cello
    Spring Hill Music
  • Nightfall
    Nightfall
    Narada Productions, Inc.
  • Rachmaninoff plays Rachmaninoff
    Rachmaninoff plays Rachmaninoff
    RCA
  • The Pity Party: A Mean-Spirited Diatribe Against Liberal Compassion
    The Pity Party: A Mean-Spirited Diatribe Against Liberal Compassion
    by William Voegeli
  • The Art of Memoir
    The Art of Memoir
    by Mary Karr
  • The Gorgeous Nothings: Emily Dickinson's Envelope Poems
    The Gorgeous Nothings: Emily Dickinson's Envelope Poems
    by Emily Dickinson
  • Among The Dead: My Years in The Port Mortuary
    Among The Dead: My Years in The Port Mortuary
    by John W. Harper
  • On Writing Well, 30th Anniversary Edition: The Classic Guide to Writing Nonfiction
    On Writing Well, 30th Anniversary Edition: The Classic Guide to Writing Nonfiction
    by William Zinsser
  • Green Hell: How Environmentalists Plan to Control Your Life and What You Can Do to Stop Them
    Green Hell: How Environmentalists Plan to Control Your Life and What You Can Do to Stop Them
    by Steven Milloy
  • The Amateur
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    by Edward Klein
  • Hating Jesus: The American Left's War on Christianity
    Hating Jesus: The American Left's War on Christianity
    by Matt Barber, Paul Hair
  • In Praise of Stay-at-Home Moms
    In Praise of Stay-at-Home Moms
    by Dr. Laura Schlessinger
  • Where Are They Buried (Revised and Updated): How Did They Die? Fitting Ends and Final Resting Places of the Famous, Infamous, and Noteworthy
    Where Are They Buried (Revised and Updated): How Did They Die? Fitting Ends and Final Resting Places of the Famous, Infamous, and Noteworthy
    by Tod Benoit
  • Bird Brains: The Intelligence of Crows, Ravens, Magpies, and Jays
    Bird Brains: The Intelligence of Crows, Ravens, Magpies, and Jays
    by Candace Savage
  • Gifts of the Crow: How Perception, Emotion, and Thought Allow Smart Birds to Behave Like Humans
    Gifts of the Crow: How Perception, Emotion, and Thought Allow Smart Birds to Behave Like Humans
    by John Marzluff Ph.D., Tony Angell
  • Righteous Indignation: Excuse Me While I Save the World!
    Righteous Indignation: Excuse Me While I Save the World!
    by Andrew Breitbart
  • 11 Principles of a Reagan Conservative
    11 Principles of a Reagan Conservative
    by Paul Kengor
  • Mind of the Raven: Investigations and Adventures with Wolf-Birds
    Mind of the Raven: Investigations and Adventures with Wolf-Birds
    by Bernd Heinrich
  • Talking Heads: The Vent Haven Portraits
    Talking Heads: The Vent Haven Portraits
    by Matthew Rolston
  • Mortuary Confidential: Undertakers Spill the Dirt
    Mortuary Confidential: Undertakers Spill the Dirt
    by Todd Harra, Ken McKenzie
  • America's Steadfast Dream
    America's Steadfast Dream
    by E. Merrill Root
  • Good Dog, Carl : A Classic Board Book
    Good Dog, Carl : A Classic Board Book
    by Alexandra Day
  • Eats, Shoots & Leaves: The Zero Tolerance Approach to Punctuation
    Eats, Shoots & Leaves: The Zero Tolerance Approach to Punctuation
    by Lynne Truss
  • The American Way of Death Revisited
    The American Way of Death Revisited
    by Jessica Mitford
  • In Six Days : Why Fifty Scientists Choose to Believe in Creation
    In Six Days : Why Fifty Scientists Choose to Believe in Creation
    Master Books
  • Architects of Ruin: How big government liberals wrecked the global economy---and how they will do it again if no one stops them
    Architects of Ruin: How big government liberals wrecked the global economy---and how they will do it again if no one stops them
    by Peter Schweizer
  • Grave Influence: 21 Radicals and Their Worldviews That Rule America From the Grave
    Grave Influence: 21 Radicals and Their Worldviews That Rule America From the Grave
    by Brannon Howse
  • Lyrics of Sunshine and Shadow: The Tragic Courtship and Marriage of Paul Laurence Dunbar and Alice Ruth Moore
    Lyrics of Sunshine and Shadow: The Tragic Courtship and Marriage of Paul Laurence Dunbar and Alice Ruth Moore
    by Eleanor Alexander
Easy On The Goods
  • Waiting for
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    starring Geoffrey Canada, Michelle Rhee
  • The Catered Affair (Remastered)
    The Catered Affair (Remastered)
    starring Bette Davis, Ernest Borgnine, Debbie Reynolds, Barry Fitzgerald, Rod Taylor
  • Bernie
    Bernie
    starring Jack Black, Shirley MacLaine, Matthew McConaughey
  • Remember the Night
    Remember the Night
    starring Barbara Stanwyck, Fred MacMurray, Beulah Bondi, Elizabeth Patterson, Sterling Holloway
  • The Ox-Bow Incident
    The Ox-Bow Incident
    starring Henry Fonda, Dana Andrews, Mary Beth Hughes, Anthony Quinn, William Eythe
  • The Bad Seed
    The Bad Seed
    starring Nancy Kelly, Patty McCormack, Henry Jones, Eileen Heckart, Evelyn Varden
  • Shadow of a Doubt
    Shadow of a Doubt
    starring Teresa Wright, Joseph Cotten, Macdonald Carey, Patricia Collinge, Henry Travers
  • The More The Merrier
    The More The Merrier
    starring Jean Arthur, Joel McCrea, Charles Coburn, Bruce Bennett, Ann Savage
  • Act of Valor
    Act of Valor
    starring Alex Veadov, Roselyn Sanchez, Nestor Serrano
  • Deep Water
    Deep Water
    starring Tilda Swinton, Donald Crowhurst, Jean Badin, Clare Crowhurst, Simon Crowhurst
  • Sunset Boulevard
    Sunset Boulevard
    starring William Holden, Gloria Swanson, Erich Von Stroheim, Nancy Olson, Fred Clark
  • Penny Serenade
    Penny Serenade
    starring Cary Grant, Irene Dunne, Edgar Buchanan, Beulah Bondi
  • Double Indemnity
    Double Indemnity
    starring Fred MacMurray, Barbara Stanwyck, Edward G. Robinson, Porter Hall, Jean Heather
  • Ayn Rand and the Prophecy of Atlas Shrugged
    Ayn Rand and the Prophecy of Atlas Shrugged
    starring Gary Anthony Williams
  • Fat Sick & Nearly Dead
    Fat Sick & Nearly Dead
    Passion River
  • It Happened One Night (Remastered Black & White)
    It Happened One Night (Remastered Black & White)
    starring Clark Gable, Claudette Colbert
  • Stella Dallas
    Stella Dallas
    starring Barbara Stanwyck, John Boles, Anne Shirley, Barbara O'Neil, Alan Hale
  • The Iron Lady
    The Iron Lady
    starring Meryl Streep, Jim Broadbent, Harry Lloyd, Anthony Head, Alexandra Roach
  • Wallace & Gromit: The Complete Collection (4 Disc Set)
    Wallace & Gromit: The Complete Collection (4 Disc Set)
    starring Peter Sallis, Anne Reid, Sally Lindsay, Melissa Collier, Sarah Laborde
  • The Red Balloon (Released by Janus Films, in association with the Criterion Collection)
    The Red Balloon (Released by Janus Films, in association with the Criterion Collection)
    starring Red Balloon
  • Stalag 17 (Special Collector's Edition)
    Stalag 17 (Special Collector's Edition)
    starring William Holden, Don Taylor, Otto Preminger, Robert Strauss, Harvey Lembeck
  • The Major and the Minor (Universal Cinema Classics)
    The Major and the Minor (Universal Cinema Classics)
    starring Ginger Rogers, Ray Milland
  • My Dog Skip
    My Dog Skip
    starring Frankie Muniz, Diane Lane, Luke Wilson, Kevin Bacon
  • Sabrina
    Sabrina
    starring Humphrey Bogart, Audrey Hepburn, William Holden, Walter Hampden, John Williams
  • The Bachelor and the Bobby Soxer
    The Bachelor and the Bobby Soxer
    starring Cary Grant, Myrna Loy, Shirley Temple, Rudy Vallee, Ray Collins
  • Pirates of the Caribbean - The Curse of the Black Pearl (Two-Disc Collector's Edition)
    Pirates of the Caribbean - The Curse of the Black Pearl (Two-Disc Collector's Edition)
    starring Johnny Depp, Geoffrey Rush, Orlando Bloom, Keira Knightley, Jack Davenport
  • Now, Voyager (Keepcase)
    Now, Voyager (Keepcase)
    starring Bette Davis, Paul Henreid, Claude Rains, Gladys Cooper, John Loder
  • The Trip To Bountiful
    The Trip To Bountiful
  • Hold Back the Dawn [DVD] Charles Boyer; Olivia de Havilland; Paulette Goddard
    Hold Back the Dawn [DVD] Charles Boyer; Olivia de Havilland; Paulette Goddard
That Dog Is Never Going To Move

~ RIP JAVIER ~

1999-2016

Columbia's Finest Chihuahua

Simple. Easy To Remember.

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Wednesday
Oct302013

Wordless Wednesday: Fannie Reynolds

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RIP Fannie Jackson Reynolds

Riverside Cemetery

Asheville, North Carolina

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Happy Wednesday

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Monday
Oct282013

Tag you're it

So yesterday as TG and I drove to church, squirrels kept running out in front of our car.

We were still in our neighborhood.

I remarked that while I had been traveling to and from North Carolina late last week, I was aghast at the number of squirrels hopping willy-nilly across the Interstate.

Rash. Too rash.

TG responded with one of his patented remarks which I find so funny, I almost forget to laugh.

"Someone should mark off an area, like say a square mile, tag a bunch of squirrels, and find out how many make it through the winter," he suggested.

I must admit I was so flummoxed by the mere idea of tagging squirrels that I sort of mocked TG.

"Sweetheart," I said. "Why in the name of all that's bright-eyed and bushy-tailed would anyone take the trouble to tag squirrels?"

Those were not my exact words. Go with me on this.

It was not my intention to be hateful but I was so tickled, I was spluttering somewhat.

Fast forward to this morning while I was sitting on the front porch drinking my coffee.

Because it was then that I saw something.

It was a squirrel. Lying on his side underneath our big Oak.

He looked perfectly fresh and healthy. Just like he was sleeping.

Except he was dead.

He gone, I thought to myself. RIP skwerl.

And then I remembered what TG had suggested: The Columbia Squirrel Tagging Project.

"This squirrel would be very easy to tag," thought I.

But what would we learn? The ants have already discovered him.

On a whim I decided to Google the term "squirrel tagging."

Well shut my mouth.

I won't provide links but trust me: It has been done.

Someone somewhere -- probably funded by the Government -- has trapped and tagged a portion of the squirrel population within certain geographic parameters -- mostly in Arkansas -- so as to study their little behaviors.

From what I could ascertain upon perusing a pertinent PDF, mainly what they learned is that a decent number of the squirrels figure out a way to get the tags off their ears.

I mean, wouldn't you?

Seriously I could have told them why squirrels run out into the road in front of cars.

Because if you are what you eat, they are nuts.

Safety last.

And that is all for now.

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Happy Monday ~ Happy Week

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Wednesday
Oct232013

Wordless Wednesday: Delma Rainey

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Happy Wednesday

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Monday
Oct212013

Of squirrels and mockingbirds

They say a picture is worth a thousand words and I believe that.

But I want to tell you about two things and I have no pictures.

I am hopeful that with my words, I am able to paint the picture for you.

Perhaps you will let me know if I succeed.

On my back deck step there is a resin angel. More like a cherub, I guess. It's in a kneeling position and its wings are rounded and downswept. In its arms rests a bird.

That angel has been sitting there for years. I am sure I've shown you pictures of it before.

I estimate it to be about ten inches high.

The other morning as I wandered over by the French doors that lead to the back deck, I saw a squirrel.

I love squirrels. I don't feed them or anything but I enjoy seeing them scampering across our fence and I even like to hear them galumph across our roof, sounding like they're nine feet tall and bulletproof.

Why only yesterday, as I sat outside in the front enjoying the peacefulness of nature, there was a squirrel rummaging around in our gutters.

I heard him first. He was making a lot of racket, scratching and chattering. It sounded as though he'd lost his baseball glove or something.

But all I could see was his tail, sticking out over the edge of the roof.

Next thing I knew, he ran lickety-split the length of our front porch, still in that gutter.

I mean, the William Tell Overture would have been a suitable musical accompaniment, although I fear a tad too slow.

So then when he got nearly to the end? He took a super-quick flying leap into a branch of the White Oak. The whole tree shook. Practically.

Little sucker must've had Kryptonite on his Wheaties for breakfast.

Anyway back to the squirrel I saw on the back deck one morning last week.

He was sitting up beside the angel and he had one little paw reaching out and resting on the angel's wing.

As God is my witness.

But unless my very eyes were cameras I would not have been able to capture that for you.

The second he perceived I was there on the other side of the door, my furry friend hopped over under the swing where he sat for a few moments, then scampered off the way they do.

It was so cute. I wish you could have seen it.

The other thing I want to tell you and no, I have no picture of this either, is about a mockingbird (I think it's only one) who basically hangs out in our front yard most of the day.

Also having taken up residence -- or maybe only on a daily visitor's pass -- in our White Oak. Sometimes he hangs out in the the hedges.

As often as not he perches on the roof of Erica's car, if she is home. From there he may fly the thirty feet to the neighbor's magnolia tree. 

At any rate he stays close. Close enough that his endless energetic song is a near-constant in my yard.

Now, until recently I didn't know from a mockingbird. By that I mean, I could not have identified one.

Yes, I've seen the movie. And read the book. I'm not talking about killing one; I'm talking about knowing one when you see it.

It was Erica who told me the bird was a mockingbird. They are black and white with very long tails, she said.

And so they are. Now you know and so do I.

But this guy? L-O-U-D.

When he sets up running through his repertoire full-voiced, I would almost bet you he can be heard in the next county.

And if you listen, you can hear birds all over the neighborhood answering him, one after another.

My only question is, are those other mockingbirds mocking the mockingbird? Or are they the birds the mockingbird is mocking, unaware that they are being mocked?

If you know, please enlighten me.

And that is all for now.

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Happy Monday ~ Happy Week

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Friday
Oct182013

Man oh man

My TG -- aka Last of the Nice Guys -- has for years made it a point to give blood.

I'm not talking about in response to blood drives or pleas from his employer to visit a bloodmobile parked outside.

TG is self-employed.

I mean, he just stops in to give blood whenever he can. He likes the snacks.

He'll even agree to donate some of his platelets if they ask nicely and he's feeling extra generous.

I shudder at the mere thought and go nowhere near those places.

In fact I don't even know where one goes for such a thing.

But the vampires whose job it is to collect said vital fluids love TG.

(Yes I call them vampires. If you don't like that, click on out.)

What's not to love?

Big tall handsome guy takes a break from charming birds out of trees, is a gentleman to the blood-drawing ladies, and extends his long strong tanned arm for the tourniquet and needle.

A few days ago he came home with a big sticker on his shirt. He'd given blood.

But as he and I took a stroll down the street, TG told me that the questions they asked him before he could give blood, almost made him want to never give blood again.

Their inquiries are so personal, so embarrassing, so nearly-pornographic that a monogamous person married to another monogamous person of the opposite gender (and yes; there are more of us who fit that description than the liberal media would have you believe) recoils in horror.

I cannot even repeat some of these questions. You will have to use your imagination, or go give blood.

Stick your arm out and you'll get to answer all of them.

But this time, there was a new question and it happened to be the very first one the intake person asked.

Said individual looked right at my six-foot-four ruggedly masculine husband and he said:

Are you a man or a woman?

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Yes; you read that correctly: Are you a man or a woman?

TG looked at the guy and said, and I quote: "You're kidding me; right?"

Intaker had the grace to appear uncomfortable. "Sorry," he said. "We have to ask."

Even when the person sitting before them is not even remotely gender ambiguous?

Yes. Even then.

It gets worse. When TG related this story to Erica and me, she had a story of her own to tell.

She'd been filling out a form and when it came to the gender question, these were the choices:

____ Male

____ Female

____ Other

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People. Have we gone so far in this country into forcing decent people to recognize every perversion as normal, that we must be asked point-blank what gender we are, even when it is patently obvious?

And are we required to be so collectively depraved that we actually accept this fairy tale that additional genders even exist?

Speaking of points, be they blank or otherwise, I know this next part is slightly beside the point, but I want to point it out anyway:

If at any time in the life remaining to me, a person, any person -- viewing my person from any distance, at any angle, in any light -- has any trouble figuring out that I am a woman? 

Well. In that event the vampires can go ahead and go all Dark Shadows on me because I'll want to die.

Seriously. D-I-E. Just take all my blood. Make it swift. 

The thought of being or seeming or looking or dressing in any way androgynous is absolutely abhorrent to me.

And I assure you I would not be married to a man who resembled a woman even one millionth of one trillionth of one percent any more than I would be married to an actual woman.

So God created man in his own image, in the image of God created he him; male and female created he them. ~Genesis 1:27

Next time you're inclined to be a good Samaritan and want to give blood? Be ready.

You'll be asked to do a gender reveal.

And I hope instead of simply answering as though there is nothing out of the ordinary about that question, you'll look at your questioner like they're an imbecile and say what TG said:

"You're kidding me; right?"

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Happy Friday ~ Happy Weekend

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