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BOSTON IS GETTING AN EXPANSION TEAM HELLS YES
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First NWSL Goalkeeper to reach 150 games! She started 149/150!
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coachtfd · 2 years
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Winning Roots: Do Like KMew
“Never give in.” - Sir Alex Ferguson
If you’re a fan of the NWSL, the USWNT, anything woso, or just have a not-so-secret crush on the Mewis sisters, you have to appreciate a player like Kristie Mewis over the last couple of weeks.
Strong Player, Weak Team
We’ve seen her score goals, create with assists, and facilitate play through the midfield for club and country for years now. She’s rarely had the fortune of playing for very successful clubs during her career, it’s true. Even after finally winning a league title with the Houston Dash it seems the Internet historians have no interest in even acknowledging the 2020 season existed. But she’s always been a solid player, some would say too solid to end up at a club like Gotham. They’ve only taken 12 points from 15 matches so far this season and to say they’re struggling right now is a massive understatement.
Kristie Brings It Anyway
Despite the club’s current struggles, Kristie got an 80th-minute assist to pull a goal back against the Dash on the 17th and scored in the 75th minute against the Pride three days later. After she scored I just thought to myself, “This woman has NO quit in her...” I have nothing but respect for players who know their team isn’t playing well, they’re losing again, but they refuse to stop playing. If you’re a United supporter, you’d love some of that never-say-die energy at your club right now; maybe you could use some of that energy in YOUR life. “Form is temporary” is a very true statement, and maybe you’re in a historically bad run of form in your life right now. But the good thing about bad form is that you CAN play your way out of it if you do like KMew and keep playing your heart out until you hear the final whistle. 😉⚽
(Renamed ”Coach’s Corner” to “Winning Roots” because that name’s just been done to death; wanted to do something original as I take this project into its next phase. 😎)
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o-the-mts · 7 months
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larsnicklas · 4 months
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[231227 LAT VS. CAN] macklin celebrini takes a gorgeous stretch pass from matthew wood and scores his second goal of the tournament, picking up his fourth point in two periods against latvia
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the-physicality · 4 hours
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so new york clinches first draft pick, and with their play, minnesota [which has not won a game since the international break] should be concerned.
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purepastrnak · 1 year
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this team is so so special i love them so much i love that dirty water boston ur my home goalie hugs mcgryz oh captain my captain shippin up to boston oh oh ohhhh
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joegeniusblog · 9 months
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Negro League Baseball Museum, "Barrier Breakers" at 118 Boylston St, Boston, through August 4, 2023
Negro League baseball has been an interest of mine for over 50 years. Robert Peterson’s ONLY THE BALL WAS WHITE captured the attention of this 12 year old Mets fan upon its publication in 1970. The Carrie Palmer Weber Junior High of Port Washington N.Y’s librarian Ms. Futter always had a smile upon seeing me take out ONLY THE BALL WAS WHITE for perhaps the 4th. time. As my youth coincided with…
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staybythekidlaroi · 2 years
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i had a job interview this morning and the woman brought up how my desired salary was 52k and she literally told me straight up the base starting salary is 40k but some people can make up to 45k a year with overtime........... girl
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neuroticbookworm · 7 months
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So Mew is officially in his Reputation era. And the aesthetics that he chose for the transformation was fascinating to me and @lurkingshan. Mew was, in his own words, setting out to be "as nasty as the nasty ones". And then went ahead and completely modelled his appearance after Ray.
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So does he think Ray is one of the "nasty" ones? Well, turns out, not quite. We see him trying to look confident with his fake hookup with Guy, but he fails. He's nervous, and it shows. He also tells Boston later in the episode that he "doesn't have to be as filthy as him".
So while he's not trying to be "nasty" or "filthy", he IS trying to be a transgressor. A rule-breaker. And he’s trying to emulate some of that chaotic energy Ray is always exuding without sinking all the way to Boston’s level. He wants to step out of line, but he still wants to stand within the moral boundary enough to claim superiority, as we see him do at Boston's house.
Which explains why Mew thinks Ray is not "right" for him, even if he’s willing to give him a chance to soothe his ego after Top’s cheating.
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And when the time comes, it'll be oh-so-easy for Top to convince Mew that Ray is not "good" for him.
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skyfullofpods · 9 months
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Random Podcast Recommendations Mega-List Part 1!
Updated: 07/12/23
Collected here in part 1 because tumblr has a limit of 100 links per post of my alphabetical list are the fiction podcasts from A-M I've recommended so far for my random podcast recommendations! Part 2 is here
A A Ninth World Journal Afflicted Aishi Online Alba Salix Among the Stars and Bones Apollyon Arden ars PARADOXICA
B Back Again, Back Again The Ballad of Anne & Mary The Beacon Believer Black Friday Breaker Whiskey The Bright Sessions
C CARAVAN Chaika Chain of Being Civilized Coexistence Come On In, The Water's Fine Copperheart Counterbalance
D Death by Dying Desert Skies Desperado Diary of a Space Archivist Dining in the Void Directive Do You Copy Dos: After You Down
E The Earth Collective Echoes (In) Between Elaine’s Cooking for the Soul Electromancy The End of Time and Other Bothers Ethics Town Exoplanetary Everything is Alive
F Falling Forward Fan Wars: The Empire Claps Back The Far Meridian Fireside Folktales Folxlore Forgive Me!
G Gay Future Georgie Romero Is Done For Girl in Space The Goblet Wire Gone Great & Terrible Greater Boston Greenhouse
H Hallway to Nowhere Hand in Glove Harlem Queen Hauntingly Humdrum Hello From the Hallowoods Hi Nay Hit the Bricks Human Error
I Immunities InCo Inhale Inn Between In Transit
J Janus Descending Jar of Rebuke Joy to the World Jupiter Saloon
K Kalila Stormfire's Economical Magick Services Kane and Feels Keep It Steady The Kingmaker Histories
L The Last Echoes Less is Morgue Liars & Leeches Life On Pause Light Hearts LIMBO Lost Terminal Love and Luck
M Margaret's Garden Margaritas & Donuts The McIlwraith Statements Me and AU Mercury: A Broadcast of Hope Meteor City Middle:Below Moonbase Theta, Out
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Everyone’s gone UFO crazy. Maybe The X-Files should come back
Chrissy Iley
MARCH 2, 2024
Starring in a poignant new film adapted from his own novel, David Duchovny reveals the heartache of almost losing his daughter... and why his most famous show could yet return
No wonder David Duchovny has written, directed and stars in his latest movie Bucky F***ing Dent... it’s based on his own bestselling 2016 novel of the same name. Poignant and funny, it examines a father-son relationship via baseball, with X-Files star David playing Marty the dad, who’s dying of lung cancer, and Logan Marshall-Green from Spider-Man: Homecoming as his estranged son Ted.
The real Bucky Dent went down in history for scoring an unlikely home run for the New York Yankees in a 1978 tie-breaker against arch rivals the Boston Red Sox, and the film’s title is how generations of Boston fans have referred to him ever since, a metaphor for heartbreak. Set in that same year, the film follows struggling writer Ted as he moves back into his childhood home when he hears his father is dying, prompting a whirlwind of dark revelations from the past. Meanwhile, Boston fan Marty’s health dips whenever his beloved Red Sox lose, so New York fan Ted orchestrates the illusion of a Boston winning streak...
Marty has transferred his feelings for an old flame (the secret love of his life, not his wife) to the Red Sox. ‘The intensity of fandom has always puzzled me,’ says David. ‘It has to be a kind of sublimation. My father and I liked playing baseball; my best childhood memory is playing it with him and enjoying the simple communication you can have through a game, but we didn’t share the fandom thing.
‘Marty’s transposed his feelings for this woman to the Red Sox, and the movie is really about the idea of losing. In America there’s a sick addiction to winning and winners, but most of us have to lose every day. Suffering makes us human - it unites us all.’
There’s a moment in the film when Marty is talking about a chest infection that almost killed Ted as a child. Marty says he begged God or whoever to take his lungs instead and let Ted live. ‘One thing I’ve never told anyone is that when my daughter was nine months old she got really ill,’ reveals David. ‘Her mother [actress Tea Leoni] and I had to face the fact we might lose her and I remember feeling so devastated, I didn’t think I could love anything again if she died.’
His daughter West, now 24, has since become a successful actress who seems to have inherited her mother’s stunning blonde looks and her father’s charisma. ‘I think she has a greater passion for acting than either of her parents ever did,’ he says. They also have a son Kyd, 21, and David says the hardest moment of his life was telling them he and Tea were divorcing ten years ago, as his own parents had done when he was 12. ‘It was far worse telling them than actually experiencing it. When you’re a child you just try to get through it, you don’t feel responsible. As a parent I felt at least 50 per cent responsible.’
Tall and thin with good skin and an easy charm, David seems untouched by the ageing process, although this role is a huge shift from the Lotharios he usually plays, such as bed-hopping writer Hank in comedy-drama series Californication. Does getting older bother him? ‘Of course, and as an actor you have to think of the different roles you’ll be offered. When I was writing this script I was thinking I’d play Ted, the son. We tried to make it four or five years ago and I was still going to play Ted, but then when it came to doing it I realised it just wouldn’t work, so I thought I’d play Marty. And that was exciting because it was very different.’
Californication won two Emmys and a Golden Globe, but was notorious for its portrayal of LA’s seedier side. Does he think it could be made now? ‘Certainly they would insist on intimacy coaches, but I don’t think it would be made now, for the wrong reasons. There was a misunderstanding about what it was about. It was meant to be funny, and it was meant to be about family and love. But what everybody got excited about was not that,’ he says, referring to the furore over the sex scenes. ‘In my mind the show was misperceived.’
Another of David’s roles that would spark a row today was a transgender FBI agent in Twin Peaks in the early 90s, when almost no transgender women were on TV. Again it was groundbreaking. ‘But if you’re playing a murderer no one asks you, “Have you murdered people?”’ he says. ‘It was just being an actor.’
David is, of course, best known for The X-Files, in which he played UFO-obsessed FBI agent Mulder opposite Gillian Anderson’s sceptical Scully. The series finally bowed out in 2018 after 11 series, but could there ever be another? ‘Maybe - it might even be more current now,’ he says, referring to the recent release of top-secret UFO files in the US. ‘I’m not personally interested in UFOs so it doesn’t make it more exciting for me to revisit The X-Files. It was a role I played but I wasn’t passionate about the subject. Maybe I’m the only one who isn’t.’
There was a brouhaha at the time about the huge pay discrepancy between David and Gillian, and I wonder if it would be difficult for him to work with her again. ‘As far as I know, by the end there was no difference at all between us, but Hollywood salaries are very weird,’ he says. ‘I’m going to London soon and I’ll see Gillian because she lives there now. I saw her in the West End doing All About Eve and I enjoyed it. She wished me luck with Bucky too.’
In recent years David has explored his passion for music, releasing a couple of folk-rock albums. So does he see himself as an actor, a director or a musician? ‘All of them, I’m an artist,’ he says. ‘I can filter stuff through a song, a novel, a performance or through directing. There are all kinds of ways of being an artist. I write best about dramatic things. There’s a way to deal with suffering to create art.’
Bucky F***ing Dent, Glasgow Film Festival, Wednesday. Visit glasgowfilm.org
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coachtfd · 9 months
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Someone post pics of Kyah’s reaction. Like Ali Riley, she’s been at this for a very long time and I KNOW she’s just balling with joy somewhere right now. This one’s for you Kyah. 🐨🇦🇺
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menonlywrestling · 18 days
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Frankfurt 1952
Older/Younger pro tag team lovers.
Wolfgang 52 and Karl 27 (top image) have been a couple for 3 years. They met at their local wrestling gym. Friends initially, things began to develop when they couldn't get through a training session without it becoming a sex fight. For them, wrestling and sex go hand in hand. Mainly singles wrestlers, they wrestle as a tag team around 30% of the time.
They face off against a visiting team from Portugal.
Alfonso 49 and Francisco 29 (bottom image) have been a couple for 8 years. They met when Francisco was doing his national service and Alfonso was a sergeant and pro wrestling coach in the army. He was extremely impressed with Francisco's natural wrestling ability, strength and stamina for a lightweight. He'd often beat opponents from the weight classes above.
Francisco is an incredibly jealous lover, and he's noticed there's an attraction between Karl and Alfonso, and he caught Karl winking and smiling at Alfonso earlier that day.
Match time, the bell rings and it's Francisco and Wolfgang in the ring first. Before the action has started, Francisco points to Karl and says "I want him". Karl is eager to get in the ring. He's sized Francisco up and reckons he can take him.
He thought wrong.
As Karl enters the ring through the ropes, Francisco immediately attacks him with a flurry of extremely stiff forearm smashes to his shoulders, and knees to the gut. He scoops Karl up and and tosses him across the ring, where he lands on his back with a massive thud, winding him.
Francisco walks across the ring and drops to his knees, making sure one knee lands on Karl's neck. While Karl struggles, his opponent works over his gut and hairy pecs with vicious punches and claws. Alfonso realises whats happening and thinks 'Oh shit'. He's seen this before.
Francisco eventually lets up and gets off Karl, knowing he's already weakened him considerably. Wolfgang shouts "Come on Karl! Get up!" as Karl attempts to compose himself. Every time he tries to get up, he's stomped on by Francisco. Eventually, once Karl is on his hands and knees, his opponent tightly grabs a handful of his hair and pulls him to his feet, then grabs his arm and catapults him across the ring, where he hits the turnbuckle with such force the ring shakes. Karl slumps to the floor. Hes picked up by the hair again, dragged into the middle of the ring, and Francisco repeats the move, (He's making sure not to throw him against the turnbuckle at the other end of the ring, where he might be able to tag his partner). Karl is in a lot of trouble now. He's picked up by the hair again. He's winded and barely able to stand. Francisco begins to repeatedly smash Karl's head into the top of the turnbuckle, opening a cut above his right eye.
For the next 25 minutes Karl is subjected to the worst beating he's ever received in the ring. Tied up in the ropes and abused, torture racks into long held over the knee back breakers, an absolutely brutal Boston, that looked like he was going to snap in half, a nasty figure 4, where Francisco took the opportunity to taunt Wolfgang while he made his partner suffer in the hold.
Eventually, Francisco felt he'd made his point and it was time to put Karl out of his misery. He decided he'd finish him off in a Camel (his favourite finisher), making sure they were both facing Alfonso. He grabs Karl's hair, lifting his head up so he could see Alfonso. He shouts to his partner "Do you still think he's cute now? Do you still want to fuck him now?!" and spits in Karl's face, before applying a tight sleeper. When he feels Karl is losing consciousness he whispers in his ear "stay the fuck away from my man".
Wolfgang and Alfonso have raging hard cocks, watching the destruction.
Karl is KO'ed. The bell repeatedly rings, but Francisco keeps the hold on for just a little longer, before releasing and leaving the ring, followed by Alfonso.
Wolfgang immediately gets into the ring to tend to Karl, who lies bloody and battered on the ring floor. He plans on getting revenge.
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cariantha · 23 days
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A Chance Encounter (3/3)
Book: Open Heart (Pre-Series) Pairing: Dr. Ethan Ramsey x F!MC (Dr. Sawyer Brooks) Rating: Teen Category: Fluff Word count: 1.3K Series Summary: Ten years before meeting at Edenbrook, Ethan and Sawyer have a chance encounter during spring break.
Chapter Summary: Almost two years after moving to Boston and meeting Ethan Ramsey, Sawyer realizes her spring break dream guy and current boyfriend are the same person.
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Part Three: The Realization 
March 2024 - Boston, Massachusetts
“Okay, okay! Truce!” Sawyer surrendered with breathless laughter. She and Ethan, and most of the surfaces in the room, were dripping wet in the aftermath of their impromptu water fight at the kitchen sink.
Ethan playfully swatted her bottom with a dish towel before he started mopping up the countertop. “Hey!” she jumped with a laugh. “You started it, mister.”
“Uh-uh. You did when you gagged at my recipe idea.”
“Sorry, not sorry. But it was a terrible idea. Who puts raisins in pasta? Who puts raisins in anything? Gross,” she shivered in disgust. Changing the subject, “Hey, speaking of terrible things… did you hear about all those spring breakers who ended up in the E.R. last night?”
“I did. I saw it on the news as well. It’s a miracle no one drowned. Fifty people crammed onto a pontoon boat… what a bunch of drunken idiots,” Ethan commented and shook his head.
“So, I take it you never did anything crazy or reckless on your spring breaks?” She stopped what she was doing and turned to face him. “Did you even go on any spring break trips?”
“Once.” 
Nearly a year and a half since meeting in the lobby of Edenbook, Sawyer still hadn’t remembered their encounter over a decade ago. And Ethan didn’t want to tell her. He wanted her to realize on her own and was still hopeful she would. Something would eventually jog her memory and he wanted to witness the moment she finally connected the dots. The more senior doctor had always been fascinated with how his protege’s mind worked, how an everyday random thought became the key to unlocking a medical mystery. He wondered if it would be like that when she finally remembered. But then again, Sawyer didn’t even know there was a mystery to be solved, so maybe not. 
“Once what?” Sawyer asked, walking to the dining table to collect the wine glasses, “Once you were reckless or once–” She cut herself off as her foot slipped out from under her. “Whoa!” she yelped, clipping her elbow on a metal cabinet handle as she fell on her rump. “Owww,” she whimpered, cradling her throbbing funny bone. 
“Shit! Are you okay?” Ethan rushed to her side and crouched down. He peeled Sawyer’s hand away from her elbow and saw red. “Come here.” Scooping her into his arms, he stood and gently deposited her on top of the kitchen island. Reaching for a roll of paper towels, he tore a couple off. “Here, keep pressure on it. I’ll be right back.” A minute later he returned with a first aid kit. 
Needing a distraction from the throbbing pain, Sawyer watched him sort through the kit. “Tell me more about your spring break. I can’t quite picture you partying on the beach in Florida. Isn’t that where all the east coasters go?” 
“It was during med school,” he answered. “Tobias’ stepdad had a house at the beach, right on the water. We spent a few days there with a couple of other buddies from school. It wasn’t anything wild like the scene in Florida… pretty upscale… but Tobias did throw a big party while we were there.” Having gathered the needed supplies, he lifted the paper towels and examined the gash on her elbow. “What about you? Let me guess… Mexico? Lake Havasu? Vegas?”
She shook her head as she also assessed her injury. “I was on scholarship. I couldn’t afford to go anywhere. But sophomore year, my roommate invited me to go with her to New York. She was a nanny for a super-rich family from L.A. They let her bring a friend since she was giving up her spring break to travel with them.” 
Standing between her legs, Ethan cleaned the wound. When Sawyer turned her head and flinched from the sting of the antiseptic, he leaned down and blew on her elbow. 
Sawyer snapped her head back to him. When he lifted his eyes to meet hers, memories of her time in the Hamptons with a handsome young stranger came rushing back. The stranger who traveled with three friends and whose roommate had a wealthy stepfather who owned a house on the water. A medical student at John Hopkins. A coffee snob with eyes the same color as the ocean.
“You– You didn’t say where you went for spring break,” she commented quietly.
Ethan stepped away to dispose of the bloody gauze and paper towels. His back was to her when he answered. “The Hamptons.”
When he turned around, he saw the realization dawning in her glassy eyes. 
Sawyer stared back at him for a moment. "Moondoggie?" she asked softly, her throat suddenly tight as she swallowed her choked-up tears.
Ethan smiled as he returned to the counter and rummaged through the first aid kit for the right size bandage. 
“You’re… it was… it was you?" she stammered, putting the puzzle pieces together. As he applied ointment to her wound, her mind wandered to the countless times he had lovingly kissed and caressed the barely there scar on her thigh. "Why haven't you ever said anything?" 
"It was complicated. You were an intern. I was an attending. Cracking that door open would have made it even harder to keep things professional.” 
"When exactly did you realize?" she wondered. 
"In the waiting room of the E.R. The moment I saw and called you over to help,” he admitted, tearing the wrapping away from the bandaid. 
“But you acted like you didn’t know me.” 
“I recognized you immediately. How could I ever forget these bewitching green eyes?” he said, his knuckles caressing her cheek. “I just didn’t know your name.”  
She held her tongue as he concentrated on placing the butterfly bandage just right. When he was done, Sawyer slugged him. 
“Ow! What was that for?” he moaned, rubbing his shoulder.
“We met. We had this incredible connection. Had a magical night together. And thennn, we meet again ten years later, unable to resist each other, and you still don’t believe in soulmates?!” 
Ethan shrugged. “You know I believe in science, not star charts. There’s a perfectly logical explanation–”
Sawyer shook her head and cut him off before he bored her to death with scientific reasoning. “Ethan… I can’t believe this… you were my… my–”
“Spring break hook-up?” he tried to finish for her.
“No… well yes, but you were my– my first.” 
He stopped what he was doing and looked her in the eyes. “Are you serious?” 
“Yeah.”
“Well, clearly it was not very memorable,” he poked fun at himself as he started to move away and clean up.
Sawyer quickly grabbed his shirt and tugged him back. “Are you kidding?! I’ve never forgotten that night, Ethan. I never forgot how you made me feel,” she told him, wrapping her hands around his wrists to keep him close. “You know, the first time I saw a picture of you, I thought you looked like him. The guy I met on spring break. It was always at the back of my mind, but I figured it was just wishful thinking...” She trailed off, stroking his cheek with her thumb. “It's probably why I didn't recognize you as my medical hero when we saved that woman's life. Seeing you again short-circuited my brain," she chuckled. Locking eyes with him, her tone became more serious. "That guy from the beach was my dream guy. I’ve never forgotten him and I compared everyone who came after to him.”
“Is that so?” he asked in a near whisper, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.
“Yes.” Sawyer shrugged her shoulders. “I’m sorry I didn’t remember right away. I suppose once I started to get to know you… once I found the real thing… I didn’t need to hold onto the memory of the dream guy anymore.” She locked her legs around his waist and her arms around his torso, drawing him as close as possible.  
“I see,” he said, planting a soft kiss on her lips. “Well, maybe if I play my cards right, I can be your first and your last.”
“Take me to the bedroom, Moondoggie,” she smiled. “You can be my first, last, and right now.”
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