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My short stories do double duty.

No, scratch that. They do more like triple duty.

So, You Want to Write Short Stories?

They run from drabbles to works that are just this side of novellas. My shorter pieces serve a few purposes.

So first of all, they are the usual continuation and push for creativity. If I want to write every day or at least try to, then that is going to mean writing shorter pieces. So, there’s one reason for their collective existence.

Second of all, I have had a lot more of them published! Sometimes, it’s by a magazine that cannot pay me. Or, sometimes, I get a nominal sum. Hey, don’t knock it. It beats a kick in the teeth any day, am I right?

Or, it can be just for charity. So, no matter what the outcome and the profit (if any) there is, these are a part of my writer resume. A credit is a credit.

And finally, they can serve as almost an elevator pitch of sorts. For someone who is unfamiliar with what I write, I do not want to just plonk a huge novel on their virtual desk. No.

Rather, it makes more sense to lead them along gently, with something that is maybe 2500 words or so, more or less.

Face it, if it was a first date, you would not be getting down on one knee and handing over a ring, now, would you? So, instead, a short story is more like taking someone out for coffee. Short, sweet, and without a lot of commitment.

Self-Review – The Great Cleanup

Let’s Look at The Great Cleanup

Because I was writing every day in 2021, sometimes I had to reach back to what is almost bible fan fiction. The Great Cleanup is one such story, as is The Field Gleaner.

I wrote this story during the first quarter of 2021. The prompt was the word innocents.

Background

One thing that should trouble any student of the Hebrew tanakh (the so-called ‘Old Testament’) is that when the Genesis flood comes, it doesn’t spare obvious innocents, such as infants.

With this idea in mind, I decided someone would have had to have protested, in some manner.

Plot

As the flood waters recede, Noah’s sons and daughters-in-law notice, to their horror, that the land is littered with corpses. Men, women, children, domestic and wild animals—you name it.

As Japheth’s wife (the narrator) looks at the sea of dead faces, she sees small babies and children. And she starts to wonder about how they ever could have been wicked enough to deserve such an all-encompassing, final punishment.

When she and the other daughters-in-law start to bury the many corpses, Noah declares these necessary tasks to be ‘women’s work’. He’s too busy drinking heavily (which is biblically canon).

While the three sons of Noah do not object to this characterization of the work, they also, apparently, quietly help out by burying the dead overnight while Noah is sleeping it off.

Then they meet other people, and she asks about the ages of the children she sees. When the numbers don’t add up, she realizes her family aren’t the only survivors. And when Noah offers ever-increasingly outlandish explanations for why this is so, it confirms that she’s right.

When she asks one last question, Noah finally slaps her. She and Japheth agree to move their family away from Noah, his ‘facts’ that don’t make any sense, and his inebriated tyranny.

Characters

The characters are Japheth’s wife (in the Jubilees, her name is Adataneses), Japheth, Ham and his wife (her name is Na’eltama’uk), Shem and his wife (her name is Sedeqetelebab), and Noah and his wife (her name is Emzara).

Plus, there are some other people, but I do not name them.

The Book of Jubilees is canon to the Ethiopian Orthodox Church as well as Beta Israel.

But the book isn’t considered to be canonical in any mainstream Jewish theology or sect. So, your mileage may vary. Since I don’t name the women, it kind of doesn’t matter to the overall point of the story.

Memorable Quotes from The Great Cleanup

Now that the great flood is over, and the ground is more or less dry, I have gotten to wondering about the ones who were left behind. We got into the ark, we took whichever animals and plants we could, and the floodwaters carried us for more than a month. Thank the Lord for Japheth. He’s proven to be a wonderful companion. I’m not so sure Ham’s wife feels the same way. I’ve heard them quarreling at times.

When the ark was first lifted by the floodwaters, there was screaming outside, and I heard pounding. My father-in-law, Noah, he said to ignore them. He said they were all wicked, chosen to die for their sins. He said it was God’s righteous judgment.

But I cannot believe that this is so. I have never confided this nagging feeling to anyone before, and I suspect I will take it to my grave. But I know there were newborn babes, foals and calves and others. They must have been innocent. And so, I believe there may have been others.

The judgment, it would appear, was not so righteous after all.

Rating

The story has a K rating.

Takeaways from The Great Cleanup

A biblical flood story is the ultimate disaster epic for Iron Age people. It’s also easier to claim the ones who are lost didn’t deserve to live. But a closer look shows the seams in such a narrative.


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Self-Review – Failure

Let’s Look at Failure

The truth is, I really despise the concept of ‘failure is not an option’. Of course it is! It always is, like it or not. Sometimes, stuff just…happens.

I wrote this story during the first quarter of 2021.

Background for Failure

The prompt word for this one is, of course, its title. I’ve always found the old cliché about failing not being an option as being kind of short-sighted. After all, stuff just plain happens. Or people simply do not follow through.

I think because I am really not very adversarial, and I tend to dislike competition in most forms, these ideas tend to resonate with me.

Plot

There truly is not a whole hell of a plot going on here. Essentially, this little vignette is just a student complaining to someone in charge. It could be the coach, the gym teacher, or the principal of the school.

But it does not really matter that there is no designation for this authority figure. Whoever they are, they are telling this kid what to do. And he is having none of it.

Characters

The characters are the narrator, who is clearly a kid in either middle school or high school. He (probably) is talking to a coach or teacher, or possibly the principal, Mr. Morris.

Memorable Quotes

Of course there are exceptions. You don’t want the heart surgeon to fail, or the health inspector. Or the soldier.

But failing to turn out the lights before you go to sleep? The difference in the bill is mere fractions of a penny—and you aren’t putting off the inevitable final loss of all fossil fuels. You’re only bringing it a day closer at the most. No biggie.

Rating

The story has a K rating.

Failure and Takeaways

If I could find a way to lop off something like nineteen words, I could conceivably enter this little dollop of story as a drabble for wherever those are being published these days.

But at this point in time, I am not so sure that it would be worth the time and effort, however small.

Failure indeed.


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Self-Review – When Russia Invaded Texas

A Review of When Russia Invaded Texas

When Russia Invaded Texas originally started out as a shorter story called Odessa. But that ended so abruptly that I felt I could expand on it in a big way.

As a result, Odessa is now just the first section.

I started to write this story during the third quarter of 2021. But I did not finish it until the first quarter of 2025. The original prompt was the word Odessa.

When Russia Invaded Texas: the Background

One thing that I think is kind of cool is that there are a few rather different places in the world called Odessa. Probably the best-known one is in Ukraine. But there are also towns and cities with that name in Texas and Delaware, among other American states.

And so, when I wrote the first part, I wanted it to be a surprise that the Russian army was in America. Everything about the first chapter is coded Russian. That is, except for the last line, where I finally mention Texas.

And then, when I wanted to finish it, the story got some depth and a name change.

Plot for When Russia Invaded Texas

In more or less the present time, everything goes to hell in a handcart when the earth’s magnetic poles shift while, at the same time, the planet’s core starts spinning in the opposite direction.

The power goes out, magnets stop working reliably, and batteries become useless paperweights.

Within a few years after this upheaval, Russia has sent troops over the Bering Strait. The soldiers have to navigate using the stars, and they can only walk, take a simple boat, or travel on horseback.

Welcome back to the 1800s, and a cold war that’s gotten rather hot indeed.

Characters

The characters are Carly Marshall (she’s the POV character); her younger brother Travis; the Russian Commander, Colonel Petroff; and Russian soldier, Vladislav Perchak. Vlad is a translator, and he speaks decent English.

There are a few other soldiers, and Travis and Carly refer to their parents. But we never see the parents, and I don’t give the other soldiers any names and only a few lines.

Memorable Quotes {Carly and Travis are figuring out what to do with a prisoner}

“And then we’ll all sing Kumbaya as the sun sinks slowly in the west and a bunch of rabbits kick in a chorus line.”

Yep, you’re a jackass more often than only sometimes. “You got a better idea?”

Travis was quiet for a few seconds. “Y’know, I don’t. So, when do you want to break it to him?”

“No time like the present.”

“If we end up with a rabbit kick line, I will be seriously bummed if there isn’t at least one of them that looks like Jessica Rabbit.”

“Travis, you’d be lucky if any of them look like Bugs Bunny in drag.”

Rating

The story has a K+ rating. There’s some language, and Carly’s a bit worried about what the soldiers will possibly do to her.

Takeaways

I really like the premise of this one and would have liked to have expanded it some more. And maybe I will someday. At the time, I really just wanted to be done with it. Hmm.


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Self-Review – Handle

Let’s Look at Handle

The fun part about Handle is that, unless you were alive in the 1970s in the United States, the idea that this was so important will seem kind of weird. So, what am I talking about?

Why, CB radios, of course!

I wrote this story during the third quarter of 2021.

Handle This Background with Care

I was a kid/teenager in the 1970s, and I did not turn eighteen until late in 1980. In 1973, when the first of the oil shocks happened, long haul truckers started to really use CB radios as a means of warning each other of speed traps or the like.

At my age at the time, it seemed like a truly nifty idea. Of course now, it’s just quaint. But then? The idea of being able to be in touch without being tethered to a place? It was irresistible.

And so, you’ve got to figure that this is a part of why cellphones caught on so quickly, and so ubiquitously.

Plot

With no real plot to speak of, this one is much more of a slice of life than anything else. If you were around the United States during that time in history, it may feel somewhat nostalgic. Otherwise, you may be wondering what, exactly, was the point.

Characters in Handle

The characters are Sandcastle and Fast Eddie.

Memorable Quotes

“Break, break, this is Sandcastle your front door, over.”

“Four, this is Fast Eddie, your back door here. Got a Smokey in the rearview in a gumball machine, over.”

“Copy that. Bear in the air by exit twelve, over.”

“Big bear party looks like. They got a customer, a Buster Brown. Best bet is to leave the slab at exit eleven and head straight for the balcony, over.”

“Copy that. Look out for baby bears on bikes, over.”

“Bikes? Your tax dollars at work, boys and girls, over.”

And now that same conversation, but in English this time:

“Hello, this is Sandcastle, driver of the leading vehicle in a group that watches for police officers approaching from the front or for speed traps on the side of the road.”

“Understood, this is Fast Eddie, the rearmost vehicle driver in the group. Got a police officer behind me with his lights flashing.”

“Understood. There’s a police helicopter in the air by exit twelve.”

“Looks like there’s lots of police. They’ve pulled over a UPS truck. Your best bet to avoid them is to get off the highway at exit eleven and drive on the service road instead.”

“Understood. Look out for rookie officers on bikes.”

“Bikes? Your tax dollars at work, everyone.”

Rating

The story has a K rating.

Takeaways for Handle

There really isn’t a lot to take away from this one. And it is not even short enough to just trim off a bit and call it a drabble! So, ewps on that, I suppose.

But one thing I do like is that I used the name Fast Eddie, which denotes not only fast driving, but also the fictional character Fast Eddie Felson. Felson is from The Hustler and The Color of Money.


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Self-Review – That’s Alien Entertainment!

A Review of That’s Alien Entertainment!

I love the title for That’s Alien Entertainment! But I have written similar stories, including Miss Milky Way, which is a longer and more complete tale. Another such story is A Show for the Galaxy which is short, but still more complete than this one.

I wrote this story during the first quarter of 2021. The prompt word was understanding.

Alien Entertainment: Some Background

Given the prompt word, my idea was about a number of misunderstandings. At the same time, I wanted a story about entertaining aliens for some reason or another. I had already written Miss Milky Way, but I wanted this one to be a lot more hopeful.

Since I don’t go into the stakes, it’s possible that this show is simply for the sake of entertaining aliens, versus trying to save our species and our planet.

Plot

An enormous, multilingual and multicultural film shoot is threatened by a translator not working. As the director scrambles to make up for lost time—and not lose too much more money—they have to rely on everyone’s intuition and common sense.

And both of those are in short supply.

Characters

The characters are the director (the narrator) and the sweeping multilingual, multicultural cast for an unnamed production..

Memorable Quotes

Iceland is gorgeous. There’s no wonder why everyone wanted to film here, myself included.

Even with no working translator, we are still doing pretty well. Romance is, after all, romance. Kisses, moonlight, flowers—all of that.

This shoot is the weirdest, wackiest one I have ever been on. If it were but two languages, then someone could be found to act as a go-between. Or maybe a few people. I know Spanish, you know Spanish and Dutch, your Dutch pal knows Arabic or whatever.

But instead, we have people from every single country on Earth. A romance was chosen by popular acclaim. After all, horror would not get the right point across. And science fiction might offend our alien audience.

Rating for That’s Alien Entertainment!

The story has a K rating. While the narrator refers to giving a difficult diva a rather earthy gesture, I never mention it by name or show it. But grownup readers will know exactly what I mean.

And, let’s face it, so will just about any kids reading this piece.

Takeaways

There are definitely places where I could improve this one. But my main question is, as always, is it really worth it?


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Self-Review – Glad All Over the Galaxy

Let’s Look at Glad All Over the Galaxy

The title for Glad All Over the Galaxy comes from the old Dave Clark Five hit: Glad All Over.

I wrote this story during the third quarter of 2021. The prompt word was jollity.

Background for Glad All Over the Galaxy

Because I was writing every single day in 2021, sometimes the stories (such as they are) are kind of thin. This is definitely one of those.

The essential premise is looking a kind of alien gift horse in the mouth, as it were.

Plot

A narrator who has probably suffered from clinical depression for most if not all of their life is suddenly happy. There’s just ‘something in the air’. That’s it. There is no other explanation.

But there is a hint of menace behind the narrator’s sudden change of heart. And when they refer to lights in the sky, it becomes abundantly clear: whatever is making them giddy was put there deliberately by actors from outside the earth.

Are they bad actors? I never actually say. As a result, the reader can use their imagination.

Characters

The characters are the unnamed narrator and certain people he or she refers to, including an ex with male pronouns.

Memorable Quotes

I’ve never been happy.

I’ve been… okay.

But never giddy, never pleased, and never contented.

Until now.

It’s the wackiest thing.

And it’s all due to the stuff in the air.

I don’t know who put it there, but I don’t care about that.

Nothing matters but this feeling.

Rating

The story has a K rating.

Takeaways for Glad All Over the Galaxy

Somewhat like with the far superior Killing Us Softly, I wanted to give an invasion a weird angle, and kind of turn it on its head. What if an alien species started to, quite literally, kill us with kindness?

So, I love the premise here, and I will most likely find some other place for it. I feel it’s just too good an idea to just let it sink into obscurity.

Or I could do my best to clip off eighteen words, and query it as a drabble. I don’t know just yet.


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Self-Review – Art Has All Sorts of Effects

Let’s Look at Art Has All Sorts of Effects

The idea behind Art Has All Sorts of Effects was exceptionally random. And it probably can’t really happen in real life.

But I really love the idea that aliens are truly different from us. And from that, the idea that something utterly unexpected would get people high just devolved naturally.

I wrote this story during the second quarter of 2021. The prompt word was freaking.

Background

This story came about from an odd thought experiment. What if the act of painting (and perhaps art in general) could be a means for aliens to get high?

This strange idea led me to thinking about aliens in a human high school.

Plot for Art Has All Sorts of Effects

Bird knows it’s forbidden. Their parents are going to be furious! But they’re going ahead anyway. They are going to make art and see how it affects them.

Characters

The characters are Bird Ruzanti, Mrs. Mariel Graf, and Mr. Burke. Graf and Burke are teachers at Bird’s school. Just like in Alien Allies and The New Kid, Bird’s name is something which the translation program assigns.

Memorable Quotes from Art Has All Sorts of Effects

I started freaking when I was fourteen years old in human years. It’s really weird, and nobody knows why us Ruzanti get it. Humans sure as hell don’t.

Of course, my four parents were disappointed and upset. They contacted the school, demanding to know what the principal was going to do about it.

In particular, they wanted her to pressure the superintendent to just out and out cancel every single art class in the district.

But she told them—Look, I have no idea how this happened, but you can’t blame the school without proof of a closer and firmer connection than just some feeling or another.

So, my parents backed off.

And I would sneak out when I could. Forbidden fruit, you know?

Rating

The story has a K rating.

Takeaways

I think this is one that has a decent idea, but it suffers from somewhat poor execution. Of course, I could change this, and perhaps I should.

But I don’t show how Bird gets high or how they know they are. And I also never actually describe the Ruzanti!

So, as a result, I think I can file this one under Swing and a miss.


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Self-Review – A Hot Time in the Alien Town

Let’s Look at A Hot Time in the Alien Town

A Hot Time in the Alien Town works (I believe) because it’s just short and sweet and goes directly to the point. Would it be possible to expand it? I suppose.

Would that break it? Probably.

I wrote this story during the first quarter of 2021. The prompt word was North.

Background for A Hot Time in the Alien Town

If we ever end up with alien partners who aren’t mammals, their internal temperature regulation may not be as good as our own. How would we cope?

Plot for a Hot Time in the Alien Town

When your alien partners are reptiles, even mild spring weather is an occasion for them to break out the parkas. Teacher Maria Clark adjusts to the ridiculously high thermostats in her life by constantly wearing shorts, and consuming entertainment that had anything to do with the cold.

Can a lesson about Santa Claus and the North Pole be far behind?

Characters in A Hot Time in the Alien Town

The characters are teacher Maria Clark, an alien teacher named Green Scale, and a few students. But the only student who I name (and who has a few lines) is an alien named Claw.

Sharp-eyed readers may notice that the aliens are probably getting names from a naming convention similar to the one in Alien Allies and The New Kid. That is, the program will use a randomish word in place of words that have no equivalent on earth. The program also uses its own words to represent alien names.

But in this case, the names are fairly rational. So, maybe they don’t use the same program.

So, why don’t I know this? You would think that I would, eh?

Shrug. Characters do whatever the hell they want. I just work here, folks.

Memorable Quotes

“Now, children, since it’s December on Earth, I’d like to talk to you about a human folklore figure.”

Human and alien children sat or squatted together. The classroom was beastly hot, always, so Maria had taken to immersing herself in any entertainment that featured snow.

This had nearly immediately led her down the Christmas music and movies rabbit hole. The older stuff in particular had been comforting.

She’d watched or listened to everything dozens of times. She could recite nearly all of It’s a Wonderful Life, with a passable imitation of many of the characters. And she was just this close to writing a dissertation comparing the relative merits of Wham’s Last Christmas and Mariah Carey’s All I Want for Christmas is You.

But the boiling classroom was a necessity for their alien partners, who were reptiles.

Rating

The story has a K rating. It’s just a sweet little story.

Takeaways for A Hot Time in the Alien Town

Since this is more like a vignette or a scenario, versus a real story, there really isn’t a lot to say about it. In all honesty, it’s a lot more like a little bit of an idea that I could see myself cannibalizing in the future. Maybe.


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Self-Review – Nuremberg Redux

Let’s Look at Nuremberg Redux

As you may very well imagine, Nuremberg Redux brings in something all too familiar, yet gives it an alien twist.

I wrote this story during the first quarter of 2021.

Background

For this post-prison story, the prompt word was victims.

Plot

After spending time in a Ziranqui prison, the narrator starts to draw the enemy. Recognizing their talent, the Ziranqui warden starts to provide materials, perhaps to sell the narrator’s creations. But the warden herself never wants to be drawn.

When the war ends, much like at the end of the Earth’s Second World War, the Ziranqui are sought for punishment for their war crimes. The narrator offers their drawings as a means of identifying the warden and ultimately bringing her to justice.

Characters in Nuremberg Redux

The characters are the narrator, who mentions the warden, various Ziranqui guards and their families, and a future tribunal with legal counsel. Oh, and the narrator mentions their dead son.

Memorable Quotes

I’m an architect. My survival was far from guaranteed. But being a design person has its perks, for I can draw.

When we were all in prison, I drew one of the guards in the dust on the floor. I had nothing better to do. Every living human was either lost, fighting or, like me, cooling their heels in a Ziranqui prison.

The guard must have thought it amusing, for he brought over what at the time I thought was just a front-line supervisor. Instead, it was the warden for the entire building. I was given the equivalent of pencils, paper, erasers, and an easel, and pushed to draw anyone who came by.

There were female Ziranqui—wives, I suspect. Sometimes there were young ones who were, I’m quite sure, children of guards and cell block captains and the warden herself. She never let me draw her. I have no idea why.

When our liberators came, the Ziranqui fled. But there were no records. They seemed to have been utterly thorough in their concealment and destruction of any records of war crimes.

And so, I have come here, to get justice for victims like my lost son. Here’s my sketchbook—and I can draw more from memory. Do with that what you will.

Rating

The story has a T rating. When the narrator describes one of the things that happened to humans as a means of identifying them, it’s even worse than the Nazis tattooing numbers on people. If you’re squeamish, consider yourself warned.

FYI, I also use this particular bit of nastiness in Out of the Work Camp Frying Pan.

Takeaways from Nuremberg Redux

As a modernized version of the conditions and liberation of Auschwitz and Belsen and far too many other places, I think this story works relatively well.

Amidst what are clearly horrific conditions, ordinary people rise to the occasion and do whatever they can, whether it’s fighting back or bearing witness.

And perhaps the harshest part of it is that there’s a very real possibility that such horrors would be forgotten, downplayed, and gaslit. You know, just like Holocaust deniers try to do today.


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Self-Review – Caring for Carole

Let’s Look at Caring for Carole

This story, Caring for Carole, benefited quite a bit from me setting it aside for a good three and a half years. I started this story during the third quarter of 2021. But I did not finish it until 2025. The prompt word was village.

Background

When I first started this story, my mother-in-law had passed away fairly recently (my father-in-law was already gone some seven years by that time). My mother was still alive.

My dad was okay. In addition, my folks were still living relatively independently in Huntington Station, New York. I believe they may have still been driving, but not for terribly long distances.

But by the time I wrote this story, my mother had been deceased for two years. My father lived in essentially assisted living/memory care.

And so, Caring for Carole ended up becoming pretty personal to me. But having the huge break led to a radical change in my perspective. And I feel that change truly helps with the plot and its execution.

And yes, I am well aware that some of the bigger characters are A, B, C, and D. That much is by design.

Plot of Caring for Carole

While his father spends time in a rehab facility to recover from the effects of two strokes, and his mother slips further into dementia, Dean Ellis prices care facilities while his marriage falls apart and he sees enormous, insurmountable bills in his future.

At the same time, the nearby Lenape Square Theatre is trying to keep from going under. Dean’s mother Carole had been a dancer. Could Dean put these two issues together and help make something greater than the sum of its parts?

Characters

The characters are Carole Ellis, her son Dean, her husband Abe, Olivia Metzger, Frank Hernandez, Joey Hernandez (and his wife or girlfriend, although I don’t name her), Macy (the home health aide), Zoning Board chair Erika Baily, Tawanda Leland and her son Danny.

There are also four named partners at the law firm where Dean works as a paralegal.

Memorable Quotes from Caring for Carole

It takes a village to care for a person with dementia.

Carole had been a housewife and a dancer. She had always said, if she hadn’t met Abe, she would have become a Rockette.

Dean had no idea if any of what his mother had said was true. Was it idle braggadocio? Or was it an underlying, below the surface resentment at having been relegated to a provincial life just outside of Wilmington, Delaware, in a town called Claymont?

Or was it even a resentment of his own birth? Dean tried to think about other things, anything other than that, for his mother was locked in an ever-shrinking world.

With his father in rehab after his second stroke, Dean was on his own. Beth had checked out of every aspect of their marriage already. This was no different.

So, it was just Dean. And, maybe, a community if he could find one.

Rating

The story has a K+ rating, as there is some foul language. But the real issue, which is unfortunately nonfiction, is that elderly folks in America have so few choices.

Takeaways for Caring for Carole

I kinda like how it comes together at time end, a bit like a show. At the same time, though, it’s a bit too on the nose, and feels a little like Judy Garland and Mickey Rooney in those old Andy Hardy pictures, where they solve their problems by putting on a show.

Then again, that does fit in with Carole’s past. You make the call, Broadway show fans.


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