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Meet Axel:

Axel is a fairly new to the ranch dog. Not sure about the back story but he is blind and VERY sweet. And has a long snout:

And this Shadow in December of 2021:

She was maybe the first dog I walked at the Ranch and one of the originals.

This is Shadow today:

She's not moving as fast but still looks good. She has a full time foster so we seldom see her. When her foster family goes on trips or something similar they bring her by for a few days. I was fortunate to get to walk her.

Turns out Dana fractured her Greater trochanter:

right next to the hip joint. It is a combination of osteoporosis and a bad luck kind of slow motion fall. She never even hit anything but there is a muscle that I'm guessing just pulled the bone apart a bit.

The upshot is they are moving her to an inpatient rehab facility connected to a hospital in Georgetown. Not far and a place we've spent time in during the years we've lived here so not at all an intimidating place or a too big one.

But it is another step into the morrass of senior living, one of those things that happens to old people.

The really bright side is she will get lots of information and encouragement. She really needs to have a personal trainer, someone to push her like a physical therapist would but one that is paid by us directly and has long term interaction. Of course, so do I.

I went bed shopping yesterday and figured out what we're going to do. Our bed needs to be lower so I'll replace the box bottom of the bed with an adjustable platform. Keep our mattress for now but the platforms can be adjusted to the height you want so it will make her life much easier. Our head and foot and frame of the bed stays the same. It is actually a minimal change for a huge gain. I'd have done it long ago but it seemed like a huge and expensive change neither of which is true.

The store I got this info from was the same one we got our current mattress from and they were and are wonderful. Both times we got a non commissioned sales guy who had all the info and was happy to have us buy what WE wanted, not what he wanted us to get. So nice.

I'm going to get osme lunch and maybe rest a bit then go to see her. Now she's not coming home right now, things are all different. Adjustments will be made.

I only wish I could explain it to Toby who sits on his chair looking for his mom.

I just bought a wheelchair from Amazon. Watching Dana walk across the house to get to the car was not as painful for me as it was for her but nearly so. We intend to live here as long as we can and some equipment to facilitate that is just part of the bargain.

I'll find a place to hang it in the garage where it is readily available.

So we now have a wheelchair, a walker, a rolling walker (NOT something I would ever have again or recommend), crutches and half a dozen canes. We are a well equipped army of two.

BTW, there is nothing better than a SmartCar if you are marginally mobile. The walker fits in the back and the seats are the perfect height. Damn kruats are good. I only wish they had kept making them. An electric one would totally kick ass.

The direction of my day today changed yesterday morning but it too a while to develop. While getting on the bed she stepped weirdly on the step to get up and kind of twisted while her good leg collapsed under her. I was there but only saw the aftermath. She was in a lot of pain that only got worse during the day until she could not even walk at all but had to kind of drag her right leg while walking.

We called the on call nurse who called the on call doctor who sent us to the hospital. We went back to where she had the surgery and went in through a fortunately fairly quiet emergency room. Leaving the house took nearly an hour mostly watching Dana struggle to walk across the house to the car. We don't have a wheelchair and I'm now considering the utility in having one. They don't cost too much. Storage is an issue but we'll deal with it. Sure would have been good to have it last night.

The short version is she got a room and a radiologist took a picture and the on call orthopedist said it looked like she had a minor fracture. We were kind of hoping her hip joint was just unseated and needed to be put back. Bad as that sounds it is a quick process. It looks like her osteoporosis is catching up with her and has either cracked or chipped bone around her hip.

I had already cancelled everything for today and cancelled the chick pick up for tomorrow. We got her on the good pain meds and I finally left around 2:30 getting back here and finally in bed about 4AM.

Not sure what I am doing but I'll likely head over to the hospital after taking the dogs on a walk. Poor Toby doesn't know what is happening, only that his mom isn't here.

Dana did say they took a CT today already so I'm sure the docs are trying to figure out if they can avoid repeat surgery. Fingers crossed. No idea when she's going to come back. I would think tomorrow at the earliest.

I acquire tools as I make things. The last coop I made I ended up selling. The sale covered the cost of materials and a portable radial arm saw. Totally worth it.

A few minutes ago I went outside to put up a bit of chicken wire on the coop. After about five staples I stopped. No longer is a manual staple gun useful. In a pinch and at the right angle I can use it but for $50 I can get a battery powered one that also is a light duty nail gun. SOLD!

So I'm putting off the chicken wire until my new gun gets here.

A little Tim the Toom Man grunt escaped my lips as I hit the cart button.

I might have a line on chicks. There is a poultry place out in the sticks run by a woman who does not communicate worth a damn but apparently does have lots of chickens and is really good at raising and advising and selling them. I've been out there twice, once without warning and once having told her I was coming. I did not see her and did not see any chickens.

But her FB site and her Google reviews make her seem like a good choice. She recently posted a calendar that I used to reserve a time to come by and get chicks. She guarantees the sex (crucial in my case) and has, according to her site, a variety of breeds. I intend to depend on her expertise as there are some breeds that need less room and are happy with a small space.

No idea if the reservation is for real or Lucy has her hand on the football. But the place is not too far from the Canine Ranch and I've set it up to stop by on my way home so if it is another fail it is not a huge investment. If it is not a fail I'll need a container and heat lamp bulb but I just bought that from Amazon. I've got feeder and water dispensers. No food, though. Got to get that.

The chicks will live on the screened in porch on our picnic table until they have feathers to protect them and keep them warm and then to the coop. That takes more than a month so I've got time to prepare things in their home.

We'll see on Tuesday.

Not much to see but I put hardware on the the three doors that needed it. And got the thing up on blocks. I actually did try to life it myself but it weighs 150+ I'm guessing. So I got the jack out of Dana's car and used it to raise up oen end and put bricks under it.

Next is some trim and painting and then chicken wire and some flashing and tin roof and .. oh, yeah, chickens.

Earlier this morning, Zoe was on the porch with me and spotted a squirrel on the fence. Zoe is not too long for this world. She is deaf and about half blind and has arthritis so bad that she can hardly get her back end off the floor sometimes and I think she is in pain more than I realize. But she still eats and processes the food and can spot a damn squirrel from a mile away:

Her life was once all about chasing the damn things back up their tree. She used to lay in wait for them like a cat. When they would creep down the tree she'd take off. Never once got close but everyone got some exercise.

Now she only does it in her head. Still the hunter though.

It is too windy to play. My annual membership at the Georgetown Tennis Center runs out sometime this summer, I think. At that point I might shift over to the town closer to me and try to play indoors. The set up is different. They do something called paddle stacking. You put your paddle on a bench where there are others. When four of them are together and a court is available you play. It is somewhat intimidating as cliques are already formed but I'm sure over time it will be the same as now. I'll get to know people. Like some, dislike some, bear with them all.

Much as I hate to leave the people I know it is further away, more expensive, and the weather is always a problem.

Movement is so important to me and PB really facilitates it.

So I might try the local rec center and, yuck, meet new acquaintences.

Meanwhile I've been trying to figure out the drug situation. I set up Dana's morning prescriptions and vitimins for the next seven days. She has 13 different drugs to take in the morning. She has a good system but it is definitely hers. She has symbols drawn on the tops of the different bottles so she can see which is which without having to pull them out and read the label. Great but not really transferrable.

I'm researching apps that might workand have loaded up one for me, Medisafe, that currently has my drugs (I take four each day). There are about 10 drug apps with varying uses. Some really try to work with your entire medical history. I contend that AI should be doing that with a doc supervising. I've not met a doc yet that can integrate all the information in my chart much less Dana's. It is not that they don't have the capability it is that they don't have the bandwidth and time. AI has infinite bandwidth and time and, from what I've been able to see using ChatGBT and others, would be exceptional at asking me the right questions at the right time. Suck in the data from my phone and watch and scale and why is my blood pressure cuff not wireless and automatically recorded like my weight scale is? Suck it all in. Monitor me. Ask me a question if there's an anomaly. Do all the stuff that a doc who sees me once a year can't do.

Meanwhile, back in reality, The Medisafe app is pretty damn good. It will read the label on a medicine bottle and get all the necessary info to import. Just a few more clicks and it is listed and set up to remind. Click one button in the morning when I've taken my pills to say that I've taken them all at this time and I'm done. It is really elegent. Good reporting and she can share with me so I can see what she has and when it needs to be refilled.

Still testing and hers will be the real test but at $30/year it is a great deal. I'd pay more and with my few meds I think my version is free.

Otherwise I'll probably do a little work on the chicken coop today. I've got to install latches and mount one door. I'll need to buy paint soon.

It was a little too windy but at least it wasn't hot at the Ranch today. They are doing extensive building work which will make the place a lot nicer for the future rescues. It is truly amazing to see what the power of one woman who discovered her mission late in life can have. She must be raising some serious money and is using it well.

Couple of nice pictures of my two best pitbull friends:

This is Duchess as she gets locked in on a tried that is in the air above her head. I was trying to get a picture of her open mouth as she gobbles it up but this is better. She is really good at catching treats. I've discovered that only about 30% of the dogs in the world understand about catching treats.

Khaleesi up close. She has no visible sclara which behavioralists think is critical to dogs having 'expressions' that attract humans. Toby, for instance, has sclara and gives the greatest side looks that make him seem smart.

But Khaleesi has a kind of Asian look that makes me think she's trying to hypnotize me. 'You are under my spell.'

And, of course, it totally works.

I usually spend two or three hours at the Ranch during which I listen to podcasts on a variety of subjects from music to politics to economics. I brought up the 'Editors' podcast from National Review today expecting to get a complex, inciteful, and obviously very conservative show. Having grown up with Wiliam F Buckley I can still hear his voice and actually read a lot of his work. I mostly disagreed with it but really enjoyed the journey. These guys were such a let down. While they did not get caught up in the 'like' this and 'like' that kind of substitute for actual language that so frequently comes up in podcasts, they did devolve into a shallow analysis of the current situation in Trump's world. I was expecting something pithy and instead got broth. Bill Buckley would not have been pleased. I do kind of enjoy reading and listening to the traditional conservative outlets. Not the MAGA populists but the National Review types. They are so uncomfortable in their positions. Having been maneuvered into electing Trump they are loath to really criticise him. But you can hear it in the back of their throat. That choking sound when they say anything even remotely complementary. But I'd rather listen to them than the liberal media who really have nothing to say much beyond 'Trump, bad'.

Sucks to be someone who loves nuance in the age of social media.

We've managed to go for a bit now without any big ticket items. And Dana has been frugal and we've done well saving money for things like food when I would expect the costs to rise. The chicken project is our only splurge.

So the plan that we start Dana's SS earlier than we wanted is going to do what was originally intended. I just put $500 into Schwab savings. The plan was to build up our day to day cash reserves and then put as much into savings as possible hoping to beat the numbers that would have accrued had we waited for her to turn 70.

It turns out that we really needed that money for emergencies. It enabled us to get through cars and washing machings, et al without building up any debt. HUGE. And now it is enabling us to build up the investment account.

There will be a big dent soon with Alex's wedding but we should be able to do everything there without building up debt and then get back on the savings path. I'd love to build up some bucks and then figure out how to use them. We don't want to travel much and won't while Zoe is alive but eventually we might want to spend a few days at a beach somewhere again. And it would be nice to be able to pay cash.

Today was pickleball. Mediocre but still good running around.

And now I'm making bread. I bought a new copy of "The Village Baker", a book that I first read and used when I initially started baking. Somehow I lost track of it. So I bought a used one and am starting over as if I'd never baked before. Following the fundamentals. Taking water and flour and yeast and salt and making great bread from scratch with my hands is really nice. I'm taking one or both of the loaves with me tomorrow to give away at the Ranch. One of the problems of baking is what to do with all the bread. I never have enough people to give it to.

Dana is doing OK. Not great, maybe a little better, but not worse. Wednesday is the visit with the surgeon.

Well, we brought the pieces to the back yard. Still a bunch of work to do but I didn't think it fair to keep it in my friend's garage when we could work on it here.

So, it is home now:

Obviously it needs paint. The door (no latch so the cooker is holding it closed) gives you an idea of the trim that will be on the whole thing. White trim and yellow paint. I will get some shingles or possibly metal for the roof. I had a metal roof on the last one and it worked fine. Google says the metal roof is cooler and it is easier to install and, I think, looks better.

Here is the look from the other side:

The two pieces will go together and I've got an automated door that will lead to a ramp into the screened-in run. You can't see it but up under the soffit there is a plug that will power everything.

It is now almost 90 degrees so I'm not doing anything with it. Now it is here, though, I can piddle a bit at a time.

From Tommy, 'Sickness will take the mind where minds don't usually go.' From 'The Amazing Journey'.

I sent pictures of Dana's bruising and the state of her bandage to the doc yesterday and we got a call back from his nurse who invited us to come by and she'd have a look.

She replaced the bandage which really needed it. The external incision is probably 50% healed already. All the stiches are inside and they kind of glue the top part back together so the healing is rapid. Same as mine. But I did not have the bruising or inflamation. Not sure what that is about but her right leg has bruising all down it as the blood has settled all the way down to her heel. The nurse said that was normal as was the swelling. I was not at all worried but Dana needed to hear that. Just touching base with a medical type calmed the noise in her head.

She's doing fine. Working her way through the pain pills. She sees the doc next Wednesday and will be OK until then. I'm able to get out of the house and do stuff. She's mobile and fairly stable, just not fast. I do stuff for her when I'm here. She figures it out for herself when I'm not. Both are good.

I'm off in a bit to play pickleball. Friday is a different group. There are 28 people playing on six courts just rotating around and picking up game after game. I know most of the people which is weird. Weird for me to know so many people who are not customers. There are some pretty good players and the level with this group is a bit higher. I have to pay attention and work at it more than my other group.

Other than that I need to do some work on the front door to the chicken coop so that it will take a hinge. Then, maybe this weekend, we can get the pieces over to our house so I can assemble it and start finishing it out. The project has taken too long and needs to have an ending in sight.

Dana is doing OK. Not great. She's at the point I remember well, a week in and really tired of it hurting. She had kind of an emotional meltdown yesterday. For some reason she decided to weigh herself and spiraled out over the gain. It is all water. She can see her leg is swollen. Why anyone would want to weigh themselves six days out of major surgery is beyond me. But, there you go.

It will pass.

It is hard to be patient when the one thing you need to do is nothing. Like losing weight it is so much negative space that can not be filled with positive action. I understand the frustration but suck at not responding, not being able to help, saying the wrong thing, saying anything at all.

Such are relationships. Knowing for a fact that it will all be so much better in a week or two is hard to convey.

So I went and hung out with the dogs today. They explained it all to me. It was a lovely morning to be out on the Ranch and the dogs were in fine spirits.

I also went to lunch with my networking group. Three of us are fairly certain of a recession and one is about to agree. But they are doing fine so far. Pest control, bookkeeping and insurance all doing as well as they have ever done. They are by nature optimists and even seeing a perilous economy on the horizon they think they will be OK.

Sometimes the very small businesses can dodge things. Mine did fine during the 2008 recession. We were about recession proof. And these three will do fine. Their growth might be clipped a bit but maybe not.

Other than that all is well. The younger of my two sons is 44 today. Not ready to retire but he can see where it is now. The three I was with today are about that same age and there was some discussion of how they were going to reach retirement.

Dana is so far going down the same path as I did. She's moving around the house by herself, not a lot but with more confidence than two days ago. She's minimized her pain meds and is tolerating the low dosage. Yesterday she had a low BP couple of hours but we called the on call nurse and worked it out without a trip to the emergency room. I've now got a standard to decide what do do when and whether it is an emergency that requires us to head out.

She has two different types of hypertension medicine neither of which she is now taking. Low BP is more likely than high right now.

All in all Dana is in good shape.

I'm free of any schedule until Sunday when I said I'd come walk the dogs. Next week I'm back on the pickleball court and walking dogs and Dana will have to fend for herself in the mornings.

I cut the grass this morning, took the dogs out for a walk and knocked out a few other things that needed to be done. And took a shower. And made breakfast for Dana. I also figured out and documented her pills (not a nothing task) so if she has a problem we'll know what might have caused it.

So I'm ready for a nap now.

I mostly wear shorts and tshirts. Being the slave to fashion that I am. And living in a hot region. Winter, for me, consists of opening up a plastic bin, taking out what is there and wearing it for a couple of months. Washing and returning it. And back to shorts and tshirts.

My clothes get worn until they are no longer useful. I had one medium cool weather shirt that I put elbow patches on so it would last another year or two. I'm not so interested in new stuff and would happily buy at Goodwill if it didn't kind of freak me out.

So I make stuff last.

BUT, it does wear out. So now I'm on the see/saw of buying a bunch of stuff now at good prices (aka - pre tariff and low wage workers), buying American made stuff at the exorbitant prices that everything will cost in six months, or just waiting and buying when I need it.

Buying what I want is easy. Go to Amazon and don’t worry about origin. I looked for Made in America stuff at a store site and the t-shirts are around $17 per t-shirt. Amazon essentials are half that. And zero cost shipping, of course. And great reviews.

This whole Smoot/Hawley redux is definitely going to impact us and I’m trying to think of things I can buy right now before the cost goes up. I’m thinking that half of the Amazon casual clothing inventory comes from VietNam who we courted so strongly so we could screw China and now are just slamming. Again. I know I’ve got a lot of clothes that are from there.

We’re going to hold our cars together with bailing wire for the foreseeable future and have recently replaced appliances.

So, clothes are the only thing I can think of that will matter and over which I have any control at all.

Fixed income living in a nutshell.

And this just in from the Financial Times:

I mostly wear shorts and tshirts. Being the slave to fashion that I am. And living in a hot region. Winter, for me, consists of opening up a plastic bin, taking out what is there and wearing it for a couple of months. Washing and returning it. And back to shorts and tshirts.

My clothes get worn until they are no longer useful. I had one medium cool weather shirt that I put elbow patches on so it would last another year or two. I'm not so interested in new stuff and would happily buy at Goodwill if it didn't kind of freak me out.

So I make stuff last.

BUT, it does wear out. So now I'm on the see/saw of buying a bunch of stuff now at good prices (aka - pre tariff and low wage workers), buying American made stuff at the exorbitant prices that everything will cost in six months, or just waiting and buying when I need it.

Buying what I want is easy. Go to Amazon and don’t worry about origin. I looked for Made in America stuff at a store site and the t-shirts are around $17 per t-shirt. Amazon essentials are half that. And zero cost shipping, of course. And great reviews.

This whole Smoot/Hawley redux is definitely going to impact us and I’m trying to think of things I can buy right now before the cost goes up. I’m thinking that half of the Amazon casual clothing inventory comes from VietNam who we courted so strongly so we could screw China and now are just slamming. Again. I know I’ve got a lot of clothes that are from there.

We’re going to hold our cars together with bailing wire for the foreseeable future and have recently replaced appliances.

So, clothes are the only thing I can think of that will matter and over which I have any control at all.

Fixed income living in a nutshell.

And this just in from the Financial Times:

Dana is doing well. Her pills from this morning:

Dana and Toby. He's SO happy that she is home from the hospital:

Note the tricked out walker. Dana in a nutshell.

As expected. Up three times for bathroom breaks and it was about the same as when I went through it last year. I'd forgotten how much I appreciated having someone to swing my legs into the bed once I'd sat down and lay back. Not having to do that surge of pain by swinging them myself was really a luxury. It was nice to be able to pay it back.

We're working through logistics. It is after 9 and she is still asleep. I snuck one of our pet cams in so I can be sure she's still OK while I type this in my office. She hasn't moved and Toby is laying next to her being sure. If she moves he'll pop up and I'll know it.

The doc, who I thought was going to be a stickler for zero pain meds, hopped right over the hydrocodone that I had and on to the Oxy that the world loves so much. Along with it came a two shot prescription of Narcan. Docs are so freakin weird. Fortunately we both have enough experience with pain meds to handle things intelligently and each other to keep things honest. But he also gave her Tramadol, the same thing Zoe takes. So we're a happy pain adjusted family.

The medical community has so much to learn about pain management. Maybe AI can figure it out. The docs sure can't. They never seem to ask the right questions and never seem to really be on top of how and when to manage pain. Hence the Sacker fortune.

He also gave her so many drugs for pain, inflamation, infection, etc that I had to create a spreadsheet tracking what I give her and how much and when. She has one drug to be sure her blood coagulates and one, eliquis, to keep it thin. None of which I had. I'm being careful and tracking things like they do in the hospital. Exept I don't wake her up to ask how she's doing.

So far, her experience is nearly identical to mine so I know what to expect. She said at one point yesterday that it hurt less after surgery than before. A very good sign.

I've got nothing really scheduled but to be here with her. I'm going to bake some bread once she's up and fed and settled. And walk the dogs. And maybe cut the grass before we get more rain. And such.

I spoke with Dana for a bit this morning before she was interrupted. She's fine but apparently had a very low blood pressure event last night. She sometimes has that anyway and pain meds will tend to lower BP. So no idea what today will bring. I suspect they will still throw her out and I'll scoop her up early afternoon but they will want her BP to be under control first.

I had something similar and my release was delayed a couple of hours AND they skipped my pain med when it was due. That kind of lead down a path of being behind on pain control which is critical to the whole thing. Keeping the pain down is what makes it OK to walk which gets things settled in and working right. So it is critical to improvement.

Dana's doc said something to her (or it is what she heard) that he wasn't really big on just giving out hydrocodone. Having been through four sessons of this (he's not been through any) I'm standing by to fight that. The nurse had to reach out to him yesterday to get her pain meds. He had not automatically put it in her chart.

I'll see him today hopefully and we'll get things figured out.

I think they did not have the new hip on site. Once, with my knee I think, we had a similar problem. This morning we got to the hospital at 8AM and then sat for three and a half hours before they wheeled her off. I heard something about the appliance arriving. So I think the company that makes these, Stryker, has a local depot and delivers in an as needed manner. Makes sense. Not like you want to have these pieces of titanium lying around on shelves.

The doc just called (excellent comms, btw, with texting as things go along and phone call when done) to say it went well and she was on the way to recovery.

The hospital is half an hour or so away and I came back to walk the dogs while she was getting worked on. All done. Lunch eaten. Now I just need to head back and take her the CPAP and see how she's doing. They will have her walking shortly. No catheter so she's got to hoof it to the bathroom if she wants to go.

I confirmed that there's no physical therapy. It is just walking. Same as I did. She will stay tonight and I'll probably pick her up before lunch tomorrow.

The biggest problem in my life is my damn phone chews up so much power so quidkly. In normal life I'm just charging it all the time. No problem. But with the hospital trip I actually have to plan. So annoying.

Of the things that could happen, phone charging is an OK problem to have.

The movie Airplane predicted the Trump administration over 40 years ago

Ted Striker: My orders came through. My squadron ships out tomorrow. We're bombing the storage depots at Daiquiri at 1800 hours. We're coming in from the north, below their radar.
Elaine Dickinson: When will you be back?
Ted Striker: I can't tell you that. It's classified.

As much as I really want to start from scratch, as it were, the problem is that the odds are actually not even and I'd end up with roosters when I want hens. Reddit had a really good discussion about it. About incubating and being responsible for the results. People are known to throw baby roosters over the fence to someone else's yard assuming they will care for them. People, of course, suck.

The chicken coop is coming along. We finally got the automated door yesterday. It is one that will allow the chickens to get back inside and protected when it gets dark (opens and closes automatically) and has a wireless app for notification and control. Seems kind of overload but it means the chickens get let out automatically when they want in the first light of morning and back in before the preditors come out. Even if we are not around. And once I get the camera in there I'll be able to make sure all is well if we aren't home. We have racoons and opossums around and foxes. So being careful is good.

This is the side that goes up against the house. I'll screen over the cut outs but they will provide air. The egg box will hang on the side of this, sticking out to the right.

The front side. I've got the front door in my garage. I'm going to put some trim on that will hold the hinge and make the door more stable. The auto door is on the right of this and the chicken ramp goes down so they can run around in safety during the day.

This is the laying box. It is smaller than it looks and will fit onto the side of the coop with an access door that drops down so we can access eggs and clean up the roost.

That is Mike in the background. It is his garage and his tools and his engineering. He has enough knowledge to build an actual house. So I tend to hand him hammers and such. I enjoyed building the last ones myself and maybe should have done so this time but it is no matter. It will be a really nice coop.

The whole thing will be pretty nice. Worst of all case is I'll have to give it up one day. So someone will get a free coop if they take the chickens. It is what I did last time.

Today is soccer day. The Austin FC team takes on St Louis. It is one they should win. But I've said that before. Hope springs eternal. They have a pretty good team now with a lot of potential and have won three game so they do know how.

Apple TV + carries it and T-Mobile gives me a free subscription. So it is an easy thing to do. In their fifth year and I think I have never missed a game.

I may also bake some bread for Mike's and his wife. They liked the last loaf I made and I love making it for people.

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