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[30 Oct 2013|11:05pm]


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What are you being for Halloween? I'm using what I would have done last year, if not for the hurricane, a ghost from a hunting accident. Hollow eyes, an arrow through my neck, blood out of my mouth, an empire style gown, elbow length gloves.



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[03 Jul 2013|01:32pm]




- Inadvertantly saved a young rabbit from a mink, it tore through the underbrush, around my legs while the mink froze on the edge of the path.

- Went to Athens, Ohio again to see Hazel. I got a Magnus chord organ. Owl aviary, woodland cemeteries with unmarked graves, fireflies, scented geraniums, coconut cake, elderflowers, ripening pawpaws pears and apples, train graveyard, a tiny farm with equally small ponies, bluebirds, water lily covered beaver ponds, found a skink and wobbly baby raccoon, tadpoles, mossy bridges, a deer skull washed up from recent storms, hidden off trail prairies. A long unused well set back in a shallow cave, surprisingly deep and clear. Could see down to the eerily distorted bottom.

- Going to Copenhagen and maybe Malmö in August, possibly visiting my dad in Pavia this Fall.

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[03 Apr 2013|03:38am]


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Movies watched from mid November to mid February (stills):

Bacchanales Sexuelles, 1974, Jean Rollin- Worst Rollin maybe (but it's barely even his). I'm a Rollin completist.

Swan Lake: The Zone, 1990, Yuri Ilyenko- A man escapes from a soviet prison (filmed where Sergei Paradjanov was imprisoned) and hides inside a crumbling sickle and hammer sculpture. All frost, fog and rust.

Hynningen, 1975, Werner Nekes- So perfect, the closest thing to ghosts on film.

Kaldalon, 1971, Dore O.- This too.

Route One/USA, 1989, Robert Kramer- Kramer condenses his trip down Route One from Maine to Florida to four hours of Americana mixed with loneliness, frustration and sometimes intense religiosity. Also some lovely people.

Spiritual Constructions, 1927, Oskar Fischinger- "How very strange, as if the world were drunk."

Mausoleum, 1983, Michael Dugan- I wish the whole movie was like the opening instead of just a boring '80s latex and slime possession film.

Séance on a Wet Afternoon, 1964, Bryan Forbes

A Voyage on the North Sea, 1973, Marcel Broodthaers- I usually love Broodthaers but this was just OK.

5 Dolls for an August Moon, 1970, Mario Bava- Alright but with an absolutely fantastic house (the clothes are pretty great too, bright patterned dresses and hot pants with a cape and tall boots).

Lapis, 1966, James Whitney- Hypnotic early computer animation.

The Boxer's Omen, 1983, Chih-Hung Kuei- Grass jelly guts.

Hapax Legomena III: Critical Mass, 1971, Hollis Frampton- A couple's argument is fragmented. Denied voyuerism.

Autumnal Equinox, 1974, Hollis Frampton- Slaughterhouse texture.

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[28 Dec 2012|12:07am]




These are some of the more interesting photos and descriptions out of my grandfather's senior yearbook, all bobbed hair, lace collars, satin finger waves.

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- Violet pastilles
- Flooded towns under reservoirs
- Patches of old wallpaper in closets, behind radiators, finding objects in attics and basements. Notes hidden inside a clock.



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[15 Nov 2012|09:41pm]


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Movies watched in October and the first half of November, stills:

Something Creeping in the Dark, 1971, Mario Colucci- A group of travellers get stranded in a house during a storm. Half giallo, half ghost story, neither are interesting.

The Woman Who Came Back, 1945, Walter Colmes- A woman cheating death in a bus accident leads to a mid-century witch hunt in a New England town.

The Death of Maria Malibran, 1972, Werner Schroeter- Just fantastic.

Maskarada, 1971, Boštjan Hladnik- I hated this. Sort of Oedipus but with some 60s-70s generation gap babble and distant father combined with attached mother leads to gay son type pseudo-psychology.

Pioneers in Ingolstadt, 1971, Rainer Werner Fassbinder- OK Fassbinder.

The War of the Worlds: Next Century, 1983, Piotr Szulkin- This kind of state controlled media/don't trust the television science fiction feels much more genuine coming out of Eastern Europe.

Bimbo's Initiation, 1931, Dave Fleischer- Bimbo falls down a manhole and into the headquarters of a secret society, they repeatedly ask "wanna be a member?" while he tries to navigate through a maze of traps and obstacles. I love the Fleischer brothers, they made some of the most imaginative and unnerving (while still fun) cartoons.

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[01 Nov 2012|02:37pm]




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What were you for Halloween? I had a list of possibilities,
1. Christiane in the final scene of Eyes Without a Face
2. A spiritualist during a sceance, covered in ectoplasm, some coming out of my mouth and forming a cheesecloth halo.
3. This scene from Fascination.
4. A sort of 1930's socialite saint Lucy, satin dress, stole, art deco jewelry, finger waves, bloody bandages on my face and a platter with false eyes. (For those of you not raised catholic, the story is that st. Lucy was a beautiful girl from a rich family who converted to Christianity. A Roman soldier wanted to marry her, and was especially fond of her eyes, so she plucked them out and gave them to him so that he would leave her alone. There are several saint stories that involve beautiful girls disfiguring themselves or praying to God to make them ugly. The other version is that Lucy's eyes were plucked out while she was being tortured by the Romans, but that's less interesting. Saint Lucy is often depicted holding her eyes or with them on a plate.)
5. A ghost from a bow hunting accident. I went with this because I found a wonderful black empire cut gown with floral embroidery which worked with the regency era image I had for the costume, so like this but dead. With it long black gloves, hand fan, an arrow through my neck, and blood coming out of my mouth. I didn't get to really do anything for Halloween yet because of a cold, a friend's birthday and the hurricane. There's still this coming weekend though.

I have a standby costume every year if the others don't work out in time. It's a black Gunne Sax dress that can easily become a witch or ghost. This and this are the closest I could find to pictures of it, but it's different and better. Less obviously a 1980s version of the 1800s, closer to the real thing. Still with netting sleeves and lace.

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[10 Oct 2012|09:57pm]
So behind on this, movies from July, August and September (stills):

A Time of Roses, 1969, Risto Jarva- Has some wonderful retro-futurism. A man making a documentary/bio film about a 60's model becomes infatuated with her and her contemporary doppelganger. He tries to fashion the look alike into an idealised version of his subject. I wish Radley Metzger had directed this, it probably would have been fantastic.

Veruschka, 1971, Franco Rubartelli- Sometimes I can watch movies without subtitles no problem, but not here.

The Old Dark House, 1932, James Whale- I need to stop being so late writing these so I don't forget everything.

Le Bleu des Origines, 1979, Philippe Garrel- Oppressive and uncomfortable silence.

The Pruitt-Igoe Myth, 2011, Chad Freidrichs- There's a joke about Yamasaki being famous for his buildings falling down.

Check to the Queen, 1969, Pasquale Festa Campanile

La Belle Captive, 1983, Alain Robbe-Grillet- Love, love, love this.

A Taste of Blood, 1967, H. G. Lewis- Maybe the worst H. G. Lewis I've seen (but I like Lewis quite a bit overall).

Incontro D'Amore, 1970, Paolo Heusch and Ugo Liberatore- Boring time capsule of open relationships.

Vali, The Witch of Positano, 1965, Sheldon Rochlin

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[13 Sep 2012|11:37pm]


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Went to:
- Athens, OH, a month ago to visit Hazel. Had a migraine on the drive there, blind spots spreading out over my whole visual field. Got my sight back while crossing into West Virginia. Pink sunset skies over green mountains, thick fog. Early morning motel baths to Vashti Bunyan, gigantic heirloom tomatoes, stream wading, honeydew tea, ponds filled with snail shells and frogs, walking over Sideling Hill.
- A fair with strawberry lemonade, tents stacked full of the softest rabbits, chicks and ducklings, so many baby goats.
- State game land at St. Peter's Village. Stood in the stream (thigh deep) and found mushrooms. Walked across an abandoned rail bridge.
- A nearly empty after labour day beach. We were alone in the ocean at sunset, everything foamy and pearlescent. Caramel popcorn, quiet ferris wheels and a stormy boardwalk. Maybe Island Beach state park this weekend.
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[26 Jul 2012|10:14pm]




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Two of my favourite things at Cape May are the abandoned WWII bunker in Cape May Point state park and the half sunken concrete ship on Sunset Beach.





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[10 Jul 2012|01:51pm]
Movies June 6th to July 8th (stills):

People Who Own The Dark, 1976, León Klimovsky: Eh, boring survival horror movie. Watch the first half hour if you want to see bored and powerful people play sex games in a cave and then end up saved from the apocalypse because of their hedonism and excess. Watch the last hour if you want to see blind villagers eat the rich.

Succubus, 1968, Jesus Franco: Not the best but I really liked it. So dreamy.

Ambiguous, 2003, Toshiya Ueno: A pink film about an internet suicide support group that decides to get together and kill themselves. I don't have anything to say about this that isn't said better in the Midnight Eye review.

Famine 33, 1991, Oles Yanchuk: Heavy handed and often overly sentimental. No good.

Delinquent Girl Boss: Worthless To Confess, 1971, Kazuhiko Yamaguchi: Fun but not memorable at all.

Muscle, 1989, Hisayasu Sato: A man becomes obsessed with a model in a magazine he publishes, Muscle. He cuts off the model's arm during, gets sent to prison. After he's released he searches for the man and a copy of Salo. Filled with Pasolini references, mostly Salo and Teorema. One of my favourites by Sato.

Snijeg, 2008, Aida Begic: A Bosnian village deals with the aftermath of war. All the men were killed and now the women sell chutneys and pickles. I had read that this had some fantastic/magical realism elements, but it didn't so I was disappointed. Otherwise alright.

The Lorelei’s Grasp, 1976, Amando de Ossorio: Beautiful. It gave me a dream about a stranded lorelai in a seaside castle and glass harmonicas.

Ferat Vampire, 1982, Juraj Herz: So good. It's a shame that Herz's worst film, The Cremator, is his most widely seen.



Watcher in the Attic, 1976, Noboru Tanaka: A combination of two Rampo stories, one about a man spying on tenants at a boarding house through a hole in the attic floor and the other about a man who wants to live inside of his boss' chair, to be closer to her. The voyeur witnesses a woman killing her lover (she knows she's being watched), which starts a chain of bizarre murders and games. Pure ero guro, I loved it.

The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Miss Osbourne, 1981, Walerian Borowczyk: My favourite Borowczyk along with La Marge (so far).

Lake of Dracula, 1971, Michio Yamamoto: Standard vampire story (people mysteriously dying, a girl remembering strange childhood events, Gothic mansions) but more stylish, autumnal and enjoyable.

Salome, 1972, Carmelo Bene: So delirious, heady and decadent, but I couldn't really get into it. Kept getting distracted.

After Beardsley, Chris James: The soundtrack and visuals are pretty perfect but I don't like the romanticising of Beardsley's era, the idea that he would be so disappointed by the present. Especially when he walks through what I think is 42nd street and sees someone using heroin, Beardsley was no stranger to sleaze and opioids were prevalent in the late 1800s too.



School in the Crosshairs, 1981, Nobuhiko Ohbayashi: A high school girl discovers she has psychic powers and must save her school from a Venusian who makes the students want to follow strict rules with heavy punishments. The first half is all high school crushes and after school ice cream, light as candy floss. Later on it goes full Ohbayashi style green screen. Not as good as House but still great. Ohbayashi is one of the funnest directors to watch.

Rewatched:

Teorema
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[28 Jun 2012|10:07pm]


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- Walking home with spiced chai and peach gelato, getting caught in a sprizting rain and getting to see a perfect double rainbow, complete arches.
- Pinkish blonde raccoons
- The Fantastic Planet soundtrack
- Ant circles



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[14 Jun 2012|11:09pm]




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- Underwater Bulrush
- Biba girls
- Went to one of my forever favourite places, Hickory Run, a few weeks ago. Hemlocks, moss, waterfalls, the boulder field. Going to a fair tomorrow or the day after, first of the year. I wouldn't mind getting stuck at the top of a Ferris wheel.
- Birthday fruit tart
- The smell of hay

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[07 Jun 2012|11:16pm]
I'm going to start keeping a list of movies I watch here so that I can hopefully remember them better. I also enjoy reading the lists that some of you post and maybe I'll be able to get better at writing about films. These are from the beginning of May to June 6th. Stills from some of these are on my Tumblr, http://roserosette.tumblr.com/

The Toy Box 1971 Ronald Victor Garcia: A cult throws parties for their leader “Uncle,” who is actually an alien that eats humans but not really. Uschi Digard (of course) has sex with an anthropomorphic bed. Really boring and not as ridiculous as it sounds.

The Little Match Girl 1928 Jean Renoir: This has some wonderful automatons.

Computer Beach Party 1987 Gary Troy: I can't remember much of what happens in this at all. A friend I watched it with agrees, we can only think of bits and pieces. We both also wanted to know more about it, why it was made, who saw it, etc. Computers are incorporated in daily life in some somewhat prophetic ways, like they use a computer to keep a list of friends and information about them and then decide who to invite to a party by filtering the list. A computer also drives a car and it's fun to see the chunky white keyboard fall out of the glove compartment.

Two Orphan Vampires 1997 Jean Rollin: Some good parts in this, but overall I think there was way too much dialogue which made it feel not entirely like Rollin. The ending is really great though.

A Pool Without Water 1982 Koji Wakamatsu: Had this leftover from from a DVD trade and went into it cold. Exceedingly creepy. Five things that are creepy in A Pool Without Water:
1.The scene where the man cuts a vulva between a dead frog's legs
2.The main man looks like my sister's boyfriend
3.A girl falls in love with her rapist because he cleans her apartment and cooks her breakfast
4.The restaurant stalking scenes
5.Everything else

Martyrs of Love 1967 Jan Nemec: Nice to float through, particularly the second (a maid is rushed into a hasty aristocratic marriage) and third (Czechs seem to love ruined parties/banquets in movies) stories. Ivana Karbanova and Jitka Cerhova are briefly there as their characters from Daisies. They giggle, dance and inflate paper bags then pop them, have the thick eyeliner and flower crown. (I wonder how Daisies and Valerie sort of became the default Czech New Wave films? When I first started watching them Closely Watched Trains and Loves of a Blonde were often THE CNW movies.)

The Gruesome Twosome 1967 Herschell Gordon Lewis: An OK H. G. Lewis. A woman owns a shop selling wigs made from hair that her son gets by scalping girls from the local college. I think Lewis links food with violence pretty often. Here the girls eat fried chicken before they're murdered and the film at the drive through is a man crushing fruit and potato chips because he refuses to tell his wife (or girlfriend) that he loves her. Gore Gore Girls has the milk and deep frying scenes, all of Blood Feast relates and I think it's in Two Thousand Maniacs too.

Grimm's Fairy Tales For Adults 1969 Rolf Thiele: Fairy tale themed exploitation that's sometimes surprisingly faithful to the original stories, for instance Cinderella's sisters cut off their toes and heels to fit into the shoe and the evil queen eats Snow White's sex organs. The English dub is full of stock sexploitation jokes that don't fit. I'd love to know what the original German was like. Beautiful to look at and Marie Liljedahl is adorable and charming as usual. I like this a lot more than I probably should.

Why Does Herr R Run Amok? 1970 Rainer Werner Fassbinder: Loved this especially



and the ending.

Arrebato 1980 Ivan Zulueta: Film as vampire. Need to rewatch. I had migraine aura (dyslexia and scotoma) during the first half of this so I missed a lot of the subtitles. The last half hour made me incredibly anxious and uncomfortable, the migraine amplified everything.

Barbara the Fair with the Silken Hair 1969 Aleksandr Rou: A sweet and bright Russian folk tale.

The Naked Kiss 1964 Samuel Fuller: A former prostitute moves to a small and judgmental town looking for a new life as a nurse's aid. Fuller fits a lot in here, brothels, head shaving, young Edy Williams, sick children, pedophilia, murder, crooked cops, out of wedlock childbirth, abortion, tons of double entendres. Totally pulpy (Kelly is shown reading pulp novels too) and fun.

The House With Laughing Windows 1976 Pupi Avati: Milk glass, pomegranate tiles, eerie murals, a refrigerator full of snails.

Woman Under The Influence 1974 John Cassavetes: The party scene, when Mabel asks her kids what they think of her, Nick's ignored mental illness and emotional instability, Mabel asking everyone if they want spaghetti, Mabel waiting for the bus.

The Living Corpse 1967 Khwaja Sarfraz: Basically a Universal Dracula movie in Pakistan with some dancing and singing. Enjoyable but not particularly interesting.

The Quiet Earth 1985 Geoff Murphy: Last three people on Earth after everyone else has disappeared. Uses human fallibility in science and technology without being anti-science. The image at the end is one of my favourites.

Rewatched-

Belladonna of Sadness

Messiah of Evil: Such a dream. Like sleep deprivation from an August heatwave but with more paranoia and doom.





All About Lily Chou Chou
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[17 May 2012|09:02pm]


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- Going to the shore in March or November when there are grey skies and empty beaches, from the car it could be a stormy quiet summer. Walking on the board walk and seeing all the stores closed, boarded up. Still and dark. The right kind of isolated feeling.
- There's an island in the Delaware river with a man made swimming lake. It had an amusement park until there was a fire in 1928 and another in 1934. Everything's now covered in green, buried in moss. There's another island (really peninsula), its lake looks pristine, but it's filled with cars, a crane from dredging, scrap metal, machinery. There's a tugboat half embedded in the soil and secluded dunes and beach down to the river.
- I'm going to the woods and a train graveyard this weekend.



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[15 Mar 2012|01:57pm]


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- CB I Hate Perfume and Lush Vanillary
- Jacques Baratier's Piège
- Early spring
- I went to see a movement disorder neurologist two weeks ago. I was by far the youngest person in the waiting room except for another girl around my age, with a visible tremor like me. She was saying something about a group for people with tremors/movement disorders, "55-85, I'll be less than half the age of everyone there." We smiled at each other, and again later while making OT appointments. I had an echocardiogram last week. Saw a grainy, black and white version of my heart.





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[15 Feb 2012|12:12am]


Here is my Valentine's gift to you all, scans from issue 14 of Midi Minuit Fantastique. This is the second one in my hopefully, eventually complete collection. No. 14 is the first issue to have this logo and is a larger size.

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If anyone is interested in the articles I can post those too. I have a seemingly endless cold. Lot's of Earl Grey and camomile tea, falling asleep early to droney records and thinking about the Salton Sea.

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[02 Feb 2012|03:30pm]




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- Too soon.



On a Sunday afternoon in December 1970, Aman­da Feilding drilled a hole in her head. "There was quite a lot of blood," she warns me when I ­visit her for lunch at Beckley Park—Feilding’s moated Tudor mansion just outside Oxford—and­ sit down to wat­ch the short film she made of her DIY surgery. "It’s not a difficult operation," she adds. Her pet ­African grey parrot nibbles her ear. "Drilling a hole in one’s head is really a nerve battle, doing something which obviously e­very instinct in your body is against. In a sense it’s quite satisfying that one can overcome one’s nerves to do it."­ The film, titled Heartbeat in the Brain, shows her shaving her hairline, putting on a floral shower cap to keep back her remaining locks, fashioning a mask out of sunglasses and medical tape, injecting herself with a local anesthetic, and peeling back a patch of skin with a scalpel. With a look of determined, almost trance-like concentration, Feilding then holds a dentist’s drill to her head and, pressing the foot pedal that operates it, begins to push its grinding teeth into the frontal bone. The film ends with footage of Feilding bandaging her head and mopping up the blood from her face with water and cotton wool. She changes out of her bloody tunic into a colorful Moroccan kaftan and wraps a shimmering gold turban around her head to disguise the bandages. Looking glamorous, bohemian, and elated, she smiles goodbye to the camera and heads off to a fancy-dress party.

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[05 Jan 2012|06:17pm]




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- Ectoplasm at Camp Silver Belle
- Eyelash cup fungus looks like it was misplaced and should be found in a tide pool or rocky shore.
- Celine and Julie Go Boating
- Last night was the first snow, a powdered sugar dusting gone by this afternoon. It fell on my hands and turned my finger tips into frosted grapes.

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[22 Dec 2011|03:50am]


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- Grey days with heavy concrete, a December for brutalism.
- Confidential magazine article about J. X. Williams, "Party Line Pornographer" page one page two page three grime, a bible college, housewives, the Hollywood blacklist, communism in Babylon (Via). No Virgin Sacrifice.
- Sleepy-eyed with phantom hands.



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[23 Nov 2011|04:44am]


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There wasn't much in the way of Autumn colour here, lot's of slow browning. Dribbles instead of bursts. A lot of clear warm days and mostly cloudy nights (but I can't see the Leonids from the city anyway).

Thinking of: passenger's seat in an old cream car, roadside revivals, healing tents, iced mint tea, shoebox museums, snake handling, tourist caves, time-warp motels off the highway, megachurches, themed rooms, cartons of fruit, great lakes, Sunday morning hats, stuck skin, dusty white chapels, standing in a corn field, sudden thunderstorms, repent signs, always afternoon or evening, hell houses, being lost, doomsday radio, Midwestern horizon, outdoor pools with plastic palms, church supper cakes, waking up in a new place everyday, stained glass, abandoned bible camps, summer strawberry hair, stopping on the side of secluded roads, state souvenirs, speaking in (popsicle stained) tongues.



Everything from http://old-time-religion.blogspot.com/ (Photos linked to original posts)
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