An Actual Final

So I wrote a final this week...I recieved a %92... after the first part which was tough, it had the the easiest questions ever... take a look at the how to score a %92!

Part II.
The Freedom Rant
Freedom is something that comes in at all different levels and that has all kinds of restrictions which tends to contradict the meaning of freedom. I hear the word freedom and I think of the rights and liberties I am entitled to, I think of the idea that I can do whatever I please…yet in this personal definition I have already contradicted myself. If you take my statement in two parts you will see the contradiction: 1) The rights and liberties I am entitled to, 2) I can do whatever I please. The second statement is plainly declared to be “whatever I please” yet when coupled with the first statement of “the rights and liberties I am entitled to” I have already limited the ‘freedom’ I have because I have only allowed myself the freedoms that have been allotted to me from a governmental stand point. If I were truly free to do whatever I please I would have no scheme to base the limitations of my actions. I am confined somewhat by the ideals of ‘freedom’ that have been established by another and because I am aware of consequences I ‘freely’ choose a certain way.
I mentioned above about freedom levels which I think I quite present in a Canadian society, more so than that of a (I use this term for lack of a better term) ‘underprivileged’ society. We have freedoms within our own personal lives that our within our own personal lives (defined as that which affects ourselves only, the actions we take affect only our own being). If I have this ‘freedom’ that is always spoken about and brought forth then why I am I restricted in what I do personally: if I were to choose to get a tattoo which really only affects me personally it will affect the freedom I have to be treated equally when applying for a teaching job, if I were to choose to sleep outside on the park bench because I like the stars I would be asked to leave or forcefully removed because it is city property and I don’t have the ‘right’ to sleep there, etc.
Then there are the ‘freedoms’ that we as a human being have to take in our own personal “Bubbles” (a bubble being defined as that which affects only ourselves and those close to us). If I truly have the freedom of speech then why I am confronted with consequences when I speak that which is on my mind. If my mother were to ask me why I was smashing dishes on the floor and I responded with “because I feel like it” I would be reprimanded and yet as I have partially defined in my own head I have the ‘freedom’ to do whatever I please and at that point in time I felt like smashing plates. Now to be completely objective in a situation as radical as that I have to think of the ‘freedoms’ that my mother has in that situation and I would define those as she has the freedom to feel that her dinnerware is safe and should remain unbroken if avoidable. She would also have the ‘freedom’ to bring down consequences and speak her mind because that is what freedom stands for, do as you please.
We finally come upon the freedoms that are “granted” to everyone on a more global scale, which are more commonly referred to as rights and liberties that all on human kind is provided. These include the right to feel safe, the right to be treated fairly and equally, the right to food and shelter, the right to personal opinions and thought, the right to speech, etc. What I wonder is that these have been defined as ‘freedoms’ but who defined them? Was their a gigantic global meeting and there was a vote taken? If so, was this vote unanimous? Where was this vote held? Was everyone’s position heard or were they not given the freedom to speak? And so on and so forth… I just have to wonder who thought that the rights that have been defined should be labeled as ‘freedom’. Now do not get me wrong I completely understand that without these ideals in place people would completely take advantage of their own ‘freedoms’ and our world would become quite the chaotic place. It’s not that I believe our world in inherently evil or primitive but what would stop anyone from resorting to these types of behaviours, it would be their ‘freedom’ to do so, because as I defined it before a human being could “do whatever they please”.
The point of this rant is that people rant and rave about how their ‘freedoms’ are always being compromised, about how they no longer are able to have personal rights and liberties. They bitch about the fact that true ‘freedom’ does not exist and yet they never think about the downfalls of what they believe to be true ‘freedom’. They complain that they have the right to feel safe and through governmental cuts they cannot afford proper security of their Cadillac Escalades, but they do not step back for one second and think about whether or not they would have such a luxury if true ‘freedom’ existed. So I sit here on this computer which I am free to use, in the University of Saskatchewan library that I am free to attend (for a small price when you look at it in all relativity), writing about the different levels and positions of ‘freedom’ which I am able to do because I have been afforded that right and tell you the reader (Mr. Jeff Park) that freedom is only what you make of it… but it sure is nice to have the freedom to make that choice isn’t it!
Distance
Here in body but not in mind
Thus the reason expressive words I still cannot find
New sensations never felt before
I was not expecting what your smile had in store
And it hurts, this feeling deep
Yet for always, this feeling I want to keep
Miles and distance driving me crazy
All I want to be is lying next to my lady
She’s invading every thought. The cause to silent screams
Playing out the what if's in all of the daydreams
I long for the words as I hold back the tears
So you know how I feel...I don't care about the difference in years
I just want to hold your hand and have this dance
You had me in a moment with the very first glance
The hours, minutes and seconds I count down
Until I can have you in my arms and again I can sleep sound...

Part III.
Tuesday Night Rendezvous
The scene begins in the restaurant with Gertrude sitting at a table in the far right corner of the stage beside the window looking as though she has done this a million times. As she is starring out of the window as though she is waiting for someone Arnie enters from stage left with a disappointed look on his face and a letter in his hand. He walks over to Gertrude’s table and puts his hand on her shoulder. She nuzzles her head on his hand and before she turns she begins speaking.
Gertrude: “Harold. I thought maybe you weren’t going to show up!” (She turns to shockingly see Arnie. Arnie seems to become almost lifeless at the mention of the name Harold) “Ar.. Ar.. Arnie. I…I…
Arnie (interrupts Gertrude): You were expecting someone else. Someone you see every second Tuesday here at this restaurant.
Gertrude: Well I…
Arnie (interrupts Gertrude again): So this is your Tuesday night rendezvous with the girls to play cards. This is where you have been going everyday for the past 6 years.
Gertrude: It’s not like that Arnie. In fact this is the first time I have come here, I was meeting Harold and his wife to plan something. (pause) Something for you. (pause) Something for your birthday!
Arnie: Is that true dear? Honesty, I thought, was always your strongest quality, it was what first attracted me to you.
Gertrude: Of course I am being honest honey. Why would I have any reason to lie to you after 24 years of marriage?
Arnie: Why is the question indeed Gertrude. (Arnie produces a sheet of paper) That simple word of why has come into my thoughts a million times in the past few hours Gertrude. It has been attached to thoughts such as Why would Harold, my best friend Harold, have sent my wife a letter in the mail? And furthermore, why would he have sent this letter to her at her office? And in addition to that why would he use an alias on the outside of the letter?
Gertrude (begins to interrupt): Arn… (gets cut off by Arnie)
Arnie: (sternly states) I am not finished Gertrude. Now as I was saying I was playing out all these questions for a few hours when I thought to myself that there was nothing to this, my wife has been nothing but honest with me for 27 years, 24 of which we have been married. This letter must be nothing more than for business purposes or a joke.
Gertrude: Oh it was darling, it was a joke. In fact the reason you found it tonight is that I was planning on bringing it to show Brandy because Harold didn’t have his copy and he wanted to show her. I forgot it at home, well this is great that you brought so that she can see it. Isn’t it funny dear?
Arnie: Oh yes I found it quite funny…(he looks up with a fierceness in his eyes) but now Gertrude I had yet to finish my story, please be patient. As I was saying I had come to the conclusion that something was up, that I in fact had jumped to a conclusion far to quickly. I was disappointed in myself for not trusting my wife, for even thinking something was happening between her and my best friend…So I went out and bought you flowers, Tiger lilies because I know they are your favorite…
Gertrude: You didn’t have to…
Arnie (interrupts her): NOW GERTRUDE I am not finished my story, please hold your tongue! Now as I was saying I had bought you flowers on my way to your Tuesday night card game at Gladys’ house, as it has been for the past six years. I found it quite strange as I pulled up to the house that I did not see your car out front but I reasoned it out that maybe you had parked in the back as you sometimes do because there are less stairs in the back of most houses. I parked my car and walked up to the door where I was greeted by a quite startled Gladys. When I asked to speak to my lovely wife Gladys seemed even more thrown off. She informed me that in fact Tuesday night cards still took place but my lovely wife had no longer come to the event for over five years because of our commitment to the lions club. This came as a shock to me as I am the only one of the two of involved in the lions club, I had actually joined because of your wonderful Tuesday night card games.
Gertrude: Arnie I can explain, when Harold gets here you will understand…
Arnie: FOR THE LAST TIME GERTRUDE do not interrupt me while I am telling my story…NOW I was quite thrown off but I was sure there was a logical explanation for al of this so I called your cell phone. Seems your battery must have died or that you were out of the service area. I was stuck, so being in the area I decided to stop by Harold’s place to ask him about the letter and if he perhaps knew about your whereabouts tonight and for that matter for the past five years! Well as I walked up to his door he was just walking out of the house, dressed quite nicely in a suit and tie, carrying a bouquet of flowers. In fact it was a bouquet of Tiger lilies. I was again shocked but being that honesty was what first attracted me to you I assumed nothing and asked Harold where he was off to, to which he replied “Well, I am going to dinner with the ball and chain”. So I smiled and told him that of course I wouldn’t hold him up for a moment longer because he was obviously late for his Tuesday night rendezvous!
Gertrude: See Arnie he was just off to get Brandy before he met with me. You are letting your imagination get the better of you. Let’s just forget this happened and order something while we wait for the two of them to show up!
Arnie: Well Gertrude I would like to forget it all but as you remember I have quite the vivid memory and there were three things that weren’t sitting well with me. Number one being that Brandy was at Gladys’ house playing cards on Tuesday as she has done every Tuesday for the past six years. Number two Harold was not at his bridge club that he quit coming to the lions club for on Tuesday nights for, near five years ago.
Gertrude: See Arnie we all need breaks from our daily routines.
Arnie: That may be true Gertrude but as I reminded you I have a vivid memory. The first two things that weren’t sitting well with me could easily be chalked up to coincidence. But Harold had flowers in his hand, your favorites, Tiger lilies.
Gertrude: A lot of people like Tiger lilies!
Arnie: Yes Gertrude a lot of people do. But not Brandy, Brandy is deathly allergic to all flowers, and none worse than Tiger lilies. Don’t you remember the first time we came over to their place and we brought flowers, your favorite kind of flowers being Tiger lilies and Brandy ended up in the hospital for three days. Of course you remember it, you and Harold wouldn’t leave her side!
Gertrude: (tears begin rolling down her face): Arnie I am so sorry, but I swear this isn’t true. You are just suspecting things, Harold will explain when he gets here!
Arnie: Harold isn’t showing up to explain anything Gertrude. In fact Harold won’t be showing up at all!
Gertrude: Arnie (sob) what did you do?
Arnie: I did nothing at all Gertrude, though as I was driving here to see if anything the letter read held true I happened to pass Harold speeding his way to this area of town and Brandy was not in the car. Now what was I to think when he was driving in the opposite direction of where he said he would be dressed in a suit and with a bouquet of Tiger Lily flowers on his front seat…
Gertrude: Arnie no…
Arnie: Well Gertrude Harold’s car spun out of control because he was driving so fast and he did not regain his control before he ran off of Hedger’s cliff.
Gertrude: You monster, you couldn’t have. Harold (sob)
Arnie slowly gets up from the table and sets down the letter and two bouquets of tiger lilies. The stage goes dark and all the audience can hear is the sobs and wails of Gertrude.

Just another crazy messed up chapter in a way too old EMO kids life/ EMO = my music not my life!

So have I got some craziness to talk about btu before all that I will give a quick summary of that 2 weeks fo teaching I was involoved in and was all freaked out about:

I WAS FRICKIN MONEY!! I got infront of the classes I had to teach and it felt as though I completely belonged... and then on my last day I got asked out on a date by a grade 10 girl (well to be exact I was told that if I wanted a movie started at 10 at centre cinemas and I was moere than welcome to join her friend, her friends boy friend and her at the movie! that takes some balls... I feel like even though I may not have been on this for quite some time I have blogged about this...either that or I told alot of people!!

I dealt with the one part of teaching I thought I would struggle with, Discipline, quite well. I actually made a kid hold my hand infront of the class cause he wouldn't listen other wise...he didn't talk for the rest of the next 3 days!!

Anyway so on thursday I went to the Armor for sleep, underoath and Taking Back Sunday concert and I would love to give a review but I can't really remember all that much of it...and not for alcoholic reasons either but I will get to that...anyway my review of my time is that it sucks huge ass... the tickets said doors open at 7: to me that means doors open at 7 and show starts later but no Armor for sleep (who was the one band I really really wanted to see) started right at 7 and were off by the time we showed up at 7:38...next came underoath and I saw thier whole set unfortunately...plainly stated I really dislike underoath and thier music: personal choice! so I saw soem sweet peeps there which was cool but I swear I listen to music that you have to be 17 or under to listen to cause I was easily the oldest dude there at the ripe old age of 23 anyway we moved our way to close to the front of the stage for TBS and they started off pretty sweet. the crowd was a bunch of losers moshing everywhere but it happens...anyway just as TBS started playing my second favrorite song of thiers "Cute without the E"(3rd song of the set) I was apparently kicked in the head HARD by a crowd surfer and knocked unconcious, concussed and cut pretty deep. Well I came to sitting in the ambualnce area with a bloody taking back t-shirt in my hand and nurse asking me questions and all I wanted was a double rye and coke to get rid of this headache...So i had to go the hospital and cause the ER took too long I had to get staples in me old noggin and I was not able to go to sleep until 4 am...plus I couldn't keep partying which inhaled vigorusly!

Anyway I have way more on that story which includes my conversation with the girl in the next room who had just tried to commit suicide...to my sweet standoff with the nurse when I was trying to steal a pair of blue medical scrubs!

Homework here I come

Figured it out...

So today I came to a startling revelation about myself...
I have the same characteristics when I am nervous as when I am over confident...this is why I feel like I am rarely nervous! The more confident or nervous I am the faster I talk, I seat more and I make stupid jokes...the only difference I can tell at this point is the overconfidence in me either rips into someone hillariously or has awesome on fire jokes and the nervous me makes stupid no nonsense jokes...and well regular me just makes butt loads of humrous observations about people foibles and I also make sweet sweet puns! Anyway I had 5 minutes to kill before night class so I thought maybe I should stick true to my word about posting on here more than once every month and a half and do it...so HA 2 days in a row, take that mr. tax man!!

Jay Gall shout out

Hmmm...

So it has been a really really long time since I have been on here...shit happens! todays post has nothing profound to speak of I just thought I should get back on here and shout out to people I don't get to see such as Daneel and people who never update such as EM but I have feeling she won't see this cause obviously she is too busy! (JJ)....anyway my 2 week teach went absolutely amazing and I have been shown that I am choosing the right path for myself in life and thats a wicked feeling to have!! Nothing too too crazy happened until the last day when I had to discipline a kid for writing fuck the world before the world fucks you on the back of his short story assignment, then I made one of the grade 8's stand infront of the class and hold my hand cause nothing else seemed to work and he shut right up! and then I was asked out to a movie from a grade 10 girl...talk about having balls! anyway I am going to try and post some philisophical/ life crap soon cause it's welling up inside me and how can I be all emo if I don't do it right!! speaking of emo I bought some new cd's...the new anberlin and arcade fire are wicked wicked awesome, the new fall out boy (I unfortunately like them...but I did befoe they were popular so that makes it ok right??) is actual not to bad, the new shins is pretty good though there isn't that one song that I can't stop listening to yet like they had with half thier cd on the last album and finally I bought the new bright eyes E.P. and I never really listened to bright eyes before but I am diggin' it!!

I made a commercial for the real irish riot and it's on youtube so check it out if youre bored...just type in real irish riot....I am not proud whatsoever of it but some people seem to like it...we put it together in like 1 day to get paid thus I do not recomend it but if you like it thats great!!

Also I know its not christmas anymore and you are probably like me and wishing ti was so why not go to google video type in adam peters the meaning and watch that wonderful video one more time!!

Peace out y'all

p.s. JAY GALL shout out inserted here!!

I am getting to old for this crap!

So I am going to start off with the fact that this title has nothing to do with the blog..I am just a busy boy thus I don't get on here enough but in no way am I too old fir this crap

Quick Note: go to google. hit the more button. got to the one that says video. type in adam peters the meaning. click the black and white icon of two guys ifront of a fire place. watch the christmas movie!!!

So what I am getting too old for is partying hard and tobogganing...so I haven't written since the christmas pub crawl which was absolutely amazing and we riased sooooo much money for a good cause and a great time was had by all. Last night I embarked on an idea of mine with some friends...a toboggan crawl. it goes bar sledding hill bar sledding hill bar and then party at my place...amazinf amazing amazing time but I am paying for it hardcore today cause every single part of my body aches (especially my knee cause I rammed into an ice barrier!!) Now the reason I say I am too old is that I am in so much pain and I had such a good time but I can't handle being "that guy" anymore...I want people to know I party but to not be all shocked when I want to stay home on a weekend night and cuddle up with the most beautiful and amazing girl ever..maybe if I lend her to them for a night they will realize...pppccchhh as if I would ever let that happen!!!

The real reason I come out of this over a month hiatus is to express the latest feeling I have experienced that I realize I have never experienced before: Being utterly and completely lost and freaked out!!

I start 2 weeks of teaching in Asquith on Febuary 26th.
Yesterday I met my co-op teacher.
Yesterday I feel as though I have nothing to offer other than humor and a smile to those kids. I completely blanked on sentence structure, nouns, pro nouns, adverbs, adjectives, grammar, who wrote to kill a mocking bird, etc etc etc...I feel like I just know how to do all the basics and have no way of remembering how I came to know these things. Sure I will be a great drama teacher cause I will have enthusiasm but I am supposed to be an english teacher because that is my major and other than creative writing I feel I have no knowledge of anything. I am freaked out...up to this point I have thought it is going to be a breeze and I know when I am up there I will be alright but I am afraid of being stumped multiple times by the little rascals in small town saskatchewan...I am not a guy that freaks out, this is not my style I am too laid back for this shit...I haven't told anyone yet. people in the college around me tell me all about how scared they are but they tell me cause they think that I will be able to help ease thier stress levels with my easy going demeanour and I usually help them...but where does that leave me, who the hell is there to calm me down..who the hell is going to slap my face ad be like "dude snap out of it you're going to be great and you know it. Quit it with this doubting yourself crap and just do it!"...maybe I will have to do it and who knows maybe come first day I will realize that hey its ok not to have a clue because those kids don't have a clue either but until then AAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!!

Anyway I have some classes I really enjoy, I don't really want to grow out the party stage because I am running for student council and the social v.p. (party planner) for next year and I do know that everythings gonna be alright but for now I just need to slow down and take it all in!!

I also wanted to write today cause I miss alot of people and some of them I know read this thing and I just want them all to know they are still uber sweet!!

Also I injured my shoulder pretty awesomelike playing the stupid nintendo wii...though I did dominate...and my character we built looks scarily realistic!!

And I finally chopped off the mop, the flow, the loaf, the mass of hair perched atop my skull!!

And I was found on the steps of browsers the other day yelling at people to shut up cause some people are trying to sleep!

and I moved out and it friggin' rocks!!

And I gotta stop calling everyone "douche" cause teachers can not talk like that!1

And I am out...peace y'all!!

Too Long I Know...

Ok so I am having trouble studying for my final tomorrow and I haven't written on here in a coon's age so I will give a short little write up and then update it very soon...say after the pub crawl I am throwing!! (great segway)

Anyway I would like to invite all Saskatoonians (and others are invited if they wanna make ridiculous treks for one night of fun from the dregs of denver or the high life in edmonton) to (get ready for it) "the 2nd Annual Adam Peters Superstar Breast Cancer Research Our Balls Are Holly Crazy Christmas Happenin' Hanukah Kickin' Kwanza Bonanza and Extravaganza Niner Honey Do You Think Kfc's Still Open Woo Hoo Finals Are Done Pub Crawl Experience!!"

its friday december 22nd and starts at 7:30...the last bus leaves at 8:30 no later
It unfortunately starts and ends at the pat ( because they are donating free buses) and will ened up travelling to the destinations of the scuz hose and whisky jack's
it's 10 dollars
There are 3 themes (choose one or all three): Christmas, Pink or Bra over top of your shirt!
there are prizes which include: t-shirts, banana hammocks, shots and some dollarama specials! (Plus there might just be a chirstmas movie....muuuwahhh)
and the most important part is that all proceeds go to breast cancer research!...READ THIS!!!
so if you can round up some friends (especially the kind with breasts...you know for the research wink wink) come on out...call me if need be at 291-6658 or email ajg543@mail.usask.ca

anyway thats partially whats been taking up my time...the rest is as follows in no particular order:
-Final Exams
-Working like a mad man on steroids
-Made ginger bread houses (from scratch) with the Lub-ly one
-Studying...kinda
-"Possibly" shooting a christams movie (cause christams cards are for sissy's movies are what real friends with nothing better to do with their time give!!)
-Hangin out
-Meetin my sisters boy friend named Ahmed which I actually approve of
-Listening to the new brand new cd....Holy wow after Deja I didn't think they could strike gold again but spank my ass and call me charlie they have!!
-Hangin out with the Lub and meetin her Grade 1 class (those kids are terrors but so damned cute!)
- Christmas shopping (DONE!!)
- spending time at dollarama cause everything is a dollar...like everything everything they don't even need price tags...I think I want to be the spokes person for this store!!
- playing poker with my 2 friends and my mom
- trying to sell a ps3 on ebay so I can make some sweet moola with uncle rico
- gettin ready to move on out with the Ches (thats his real name ladies)

yeah I dunno I think there's more but I wanna send some christmas time shout outs to those I am not one hundred percent sure I will get to see because it's been too long since we have been in comunicato:
Daneel, Andra, Ashu, Dani, Smilin' jesus, Tinkler, Shelly, the real slim shady, Paully P, Ashley K, Leigh H, O-dix, my peeps from willy town (which ever ones are left) and any of my home slices I have missed...please call or leave your address on the comments page so I can send you a copy of the christmas movie (that is to say if there even is a christams movie...i can't promise cause the editing still needs to takes place...that is to say if there is anything to be edited)

Anyway Edcur 200 i callin my name...peace out y'all!!

Were you raised right?? installment #1

So lately I have been faced with increasingly ignorant people...people that I have now catagorized as "those who were not raised right" which has inspired me to blog about the signs to look for when trying to determine whether or not you were raised right (as per my opinion cause to me thats the one that matters...along with all of yours...but thats only cause I was raised right...segway (sp))

There is no specific order to this list:
1) you develop your own opinions based on more than hearsay
2) you understand that your opinion is yours and that others are allowed to have thier own opinion in that very same way
3) when a car stops so that you can walk infront of it to cross the street you don't lolligag (yeah i said lolligag) by them but instead you give the polite thank you wave and give a sort of half effort jog
4) You flush the toilet (and for guys you put the seat down when you're done...unless you live with nothing but dudes)
5) you respect your elders when they respect you (I was always taught when someone talks down to you or shows no respect for you you pay them no attention...regardless of age)
6) when someone lets you into a lane on the road so that you don't miss your turn off you give them the courtesy wave
7) if you let someone into a lane so they don't miss thier turnoff
8) if you give that same person the finger because of a lack of the thank you wave
9) you don't talk overly loud to friends to the point that others around can't help but hear what you say
10) you don't resort to PDA's (public displays of affection)...this means you know what closed doors are for. Holding hands = ok, making out in the library = me throwing my drink at you (cause thats how I roll)...the only exception to this rule is if Jay Gall is publicly making out with a girl cause that dude needs to get a girl anyway possible!!
11) you don't stare...sometimes its hard not to but if you were raised right you know that you can look but too long is quite wrong
12) you have a beard...yeah!!!
13) you have a sense of humour about things...refer to # 12!
14) you can laugh at yourself...example: you are walking down the stairs and fall flat on your face and someone chuckles to themselves and you lay there for a bit, gather up your pride (and your books), get up, dust yourself off and throw on a huge smile along with a laugh cause really what else you gonna do willis
15) your underwear aren't strategically outside of your pants (girls: the T-bar guys: the gangster pants below the ass)
16) you don't shop at randy river or anywhere that carries roccawear, g-unit, those flat brimmed hats with the sticker still on them that are 2 sizes too big, ecco, and any other "gangster" apparel (refer to # 13)
17) you hold the door open for the person behind you...it takes 2 extra seconds!!
18) you say thank you to the person that takes that 2 extra seconds to hold the door open for you
19) you ask "does anybody want the last of this" before you take the last slice of pizza or bit of homemade cream corn...this often tells everyone you want it and they will politely say no but sometimes you have eaten way more than them and they are still hungry so you offer the option as a courtesy!
20) you are able to take what you dish out...if you make fun of someone be able to stomach the words comin back at ya cause you might not like em but you probably deserve em!

I have a whole shwack more of these and I will post them as installment number 2 when I have not posted for a while and am topic less!!

Hope all is well home slices

"I get tired of the heart attacks everytime it rings"

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