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Sleep like the down elevator's |
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In front of me six African men, each of them tall |
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They are built like exclamation points, woodpeckers |
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Are you there? It's summer. Are you smeared with the juice of cherries? |
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After Coleridge and for Milosz: Late July |
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For C.R.: What do you mean you have nothing? |
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Late afternoons in June the fog rides in |
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11 | (7) |
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Sudden and Grateful Memory of Mississippi John Hurt |
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You can fall a long way in sunlight |
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Today his body is consigned to the flames |
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Variations on a Passage in Edward Abbey |
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18 | (2) |
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The Bus to Baekdam Temple |
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20 | (1) |
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21 | (2) |
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September Notebook: Stories |
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23 | (6) |
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Everyone comes from a long way off |
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Driving up 80 in the haze, they talked and talked |
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Alternatively: He found that it was no good trying to tell |
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Names for involuntary movements of the body |
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The receptionist at the hospital morgue told him |
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Setup without the punchline: Once there were two sisters called Knock Me and Sock Me |
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"Why?" he asked. "Because she was lonely |
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It is good to sit down to birthday cake |
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Stories about the distribution of wealth |
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Punchline without the setup |
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He had known, as long as he'd known anything |
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Because she, not her sister, answered the door |
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She looked beautiful, and looked her age, too |
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Two jokes walk into a bar |
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In the other world the girls were named Eleanor and Filina |
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29 | (5) |
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34 | (2) |
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The Red Chinese Dragon and the Shadows on Her Body in the Moonlight |
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36 | (7) |
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On the coast near Sausalito |
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43 | (2) |
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45 | (1) |
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46 | (4) |
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50 | (1) |
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Bookbuying in the Tenderloin |
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51 | (2) |
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53 | (1) |
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54 | (1) |
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55 | (5) |
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Concerning the Afterlife, the Indians of Central California Had Only the Dimmest Notions |
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60 | (2) |
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The Nineteenth Century as a Song |
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62 | (2) |
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64 | (1) |
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Applications of the Doctrine |
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65 | (2) |
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67 | (2) |
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69 | (8) |
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77 | (2) |
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79 | (1) |
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80 | (2) |
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82 | (1) |
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83 | (2) |
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Like Three Fair Branches from One Root Deriv'd |
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85 | (1) |
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86 | (1) |
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87 | (1) |
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88 | (1) |
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89 | (1) |
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90 | (1) |
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91 | (3) |
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94 | (1) |
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95 | (1) |
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Winter Morning in Charlottesville |
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96 | (1) |
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97 | (1) |
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98 | (1) |
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99 | (1) |
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100 | (1) |
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101 | (2) |
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Picking Blackberries with a Friend Who Has Been Reading Jacques Lacan |
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103 | (1) |
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The Beginning of September |
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104 | (5) |
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Not going to New York: A Letter |
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109 | (3) |
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Songs to Survive the Summer |
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112 | (19) |
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131 | (2) |
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133 | (2) |
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135 | (2) |
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137 | (2) |
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139 | (2) |
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141 | (2) |
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143 | (1) |
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144 | (1) |
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145 | (2) |
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147 | (1) |
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148 | (1) |
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149 | (1) |
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150 | (1) |
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151 | (2) |
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153 | (3) |
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156 | (1) |
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157 | (1) |
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158 | (1) |
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159 | (1) |
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160 | (2) |
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162 | (2) |
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164 | (1) |
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165 | (4) |
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169 | (4) |
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173 | (8) |
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181 | (6) |
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187 | (2) |
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189 | (2) |
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191 | (2) |
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193 | (3) |
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196 | (2) |
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198 | (5) |
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203 | (1) |
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204 | (1) |
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205 | (5) |
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210 | (9) |
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219 | (2) |
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221 | (2) |
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223 | (2) |
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225 | (1) |
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226 | (3) |
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A Note on "Iowa City: Early April" |
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229 | (2) |
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231 | (1) |
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232 | (3) |
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235 | (1) |
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236 | (3) |
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Regalia for a Black Hat Dancer |
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239 | (10) |
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249 | (1) |
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Frida Kahlo: In the Saliva |
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250 | (1) |
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251 | (7) |
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258 | (2) |
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260 | (5) |
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265 | (1) |
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266 | (1) |
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Envy of Other People's Poems |
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267 | (1) |
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A Supple Wreath of Myrtle |
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268 | (1) |
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269 | (1) |
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Three Dawn Songs in Summer |
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270 | (1) |
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The Distribution of Happiness |
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271 | (1) |
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272 | (1) |
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The Problem of Describing Color |
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273 | (1) |
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The Problem of Describing Trees |
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274 | (1) |
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275 | (1) |
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A Swarm of Dawns, a Flock of Restless Noons |
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276 | (2) |
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278 | (4) |
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The World as Will and Representation |
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282 | (2) |
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284 | (2) |
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For Czeslaw Milosz in Krakow |
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286 | (2) |
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288 | (3) |
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291 | (4) |
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295 | (2) |
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297 | (3) |
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300 | (2) |
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302 | (1) |
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Czeslaw Milosz: In Memoriam |
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303 | (3) |
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306 | (4) |
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310 | (8) |
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Poem with a Cucumber in It |
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318 | (2) |
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Drift and Vapor (Surf Faintly) |
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320 | (2) |
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"...white of forgetfulness, white of safety" |
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322 | (2) |
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I Am Your Waiter Tonight and My Name is Dmitri |
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324 | (3) |
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327 | (2) |
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329 | (4) |
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333 | (2) |
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335 | (2) |
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First Things at the Last Minute |
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337 | (1) |
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338 | (1) |
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339 | (1) |
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Old Movie with the Sound Turned Off |
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340 | (2) |
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342 | (1) |
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On Visiting the DMZ at Panmunjon: A Haibun |
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343 | (1) |
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344 | (3) |
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Exit, Pursued by a Sierra Meadow |
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347 | (1) |
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348 | (1) |
| Notes and Acknowledgments |
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