Nanowrimo Idea

November will soon be upon us. I have been trying to find a great idea for a novel this month. I am still working on my murder mystery, but I really want that to be published. Although I have been developing characters and writing about their past. That I have been sharing with you and more is coming.

But this idea is fresh for me and exciting. I have developed an outline for it. I have a character named Alice. She is divorced, raising kids, working at a menial job, trying to find true love, dealing with her parents, her ex, and keeping up with her friends.

Life is an adventure. It is what we make it so I am gonna put myself in Alice’s shoes and get that message to you. I don’t know if I will post it all daily, but I will write it daily.

What is your idea for our Novel Writing Month of November?

Let the creativity flow and let’s find adventure together. Maybe even Miss Nose will get some jinky on.

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Ghost Stalker

I have a group on facebook. This is a flash fiction story for that group. Ghastly Grimoires.

My name is Radkim Heikkinen. I am now amongst the walking dead. I am some sort of ghost detective. I have no idea what I am to be honest. But let me tell you a bit about my story.

I was a detective with the major case squad. I was great at my job until one night it all came to a screeching halt. I was with my partner investigating a robbery that ended in murder. Little did we know the suspect was lying in wait for us. I came around that corner and that was the last thing I remember.

When I went to my funeral, I found out how I was shot. Thanks to my partner Pat. He told everyone how I took a bullet through my eye. Doesn’t surprise me that I didn’t even feel it. I had been shot before in Desert Storm. He told them all how he stayed with me and got blood on his best suit. I kept telling him not to wear that thing when we were looking for someone. I told him to save it for court. He never listened to me.

Jake came to me after and told me he was my guide to the heavens. I wanted no part of that. He told me if I didn’t come with him, I would be stuck here on the Earth to roam. He told me no one would see me or even know I was there. But I had a suspect to catch. I need to finish this.

Jake didn’t understand this at all. He left me with a phone number to call when I was ready. Who knew heaven had a fucking phone? I walked away from Jake and the light. I turned to the darkness to be seen. I turned into a ghost stalker.

I found my partner Pat with his new partner Jane. What a name, Jane. Who would ever name their little girl that, I don’t know? Jane has long blond hair and the most dazzling baby blues. She has legs up to her ears. She is young.

I wonder if I looked that young when I started major crimes? But I digress. You get that way when you die. Your mind seems to endlessly wander until you can pull yourself back to a thought process. Today the help there was Jane and her coffee.

Jane and Pat are on a new case but it involves the one I was just murdered in as well. The guy got away when Pat stopped to call for backup and an ambulance. I guess you could say he was a true friend. He never left my side. Now the guy is still on the loose and we need to find him.

I left Jane and Pat there at the desk. I saw a picture of the new spot he hit. This time he killed three innocent customers along with the clerk. This guy needs to die. He should have died before me. No one needs someone like this on the planet. All he does is rob and kill. What is the point to him breathing?

I found him! He is here robbing again. I decided to jam the gun with my finger. That worked. The look at this chaps face as he pulls the trigger and it doesn’t fire. I moved my finger slightly and the bullet came out the wrong end. It twisted a bit to his shoulder but I think he has the point now.

That is a good criminal! Turn and run like a coward! Oh and don’t forget to leave that blood trail for my partner! Good boy! Good BOY!

Now Pat should be able to identify you. All they need to do is call in the geek squad. Those guys will take their little cotton swabs and voila, you are known.

Come on clerk. Dial that phone. Call in the cops. Move it. COME ON! I don’t know why he isn’t moving? Guess I need to make him move. So I scream and a jar on a shelf next him breaks. The clerk jumps. He grabs the phone and dials the police.

That is a good clerk. Get my old partner, Pat, and his new partner, Jane, down here. Get them to bring the geek squad with them.

I stand outside waiting for my partner to come. I found myself smoking a cigarette while waiting. Weird being dead and still having my horrible habits. No idea where this came from, but I sure do love it. I notice my foot is up on the wall. I seem to have all my usual habits. I guess you stay who you are even in death.

Being dead is like living in a different dimension. This is one of the most awesome things I have ever accomplished. I don’t have to worry about that body getting hurt anymore. I now can freely take care of problems without stress.

There they are. Finally coming to the rescue. Late to the party as usual, Pat. I swear he will be late for his own funeral.

All cars come to a screeching halt. Tires smoking from each car, doors flying open in haste, people jumping out of them, grabbing their weapons from their sides, and running right up to the door of the establishment. It looks like some sort of Quentin Tarantino movie.

One of the patrol officers grabs the handle of the door and pulls it open like he is John Wayne in some cowboy movie and sticks his 9mm through the door first. Great way to get it taken from you, if you ask me. In they all move in a military formation. Ready to take down anything that moves.

Finding nothing but the clerk, they look surprised he isn’t standing here. Thanks for mucking up the blood, airheads. The clerk shows them the blood they stepped in, with the very nice trail, thank you very much, You see the bright ideas in their heads as they check their shoes. That’s right, call for the geek squad now. Can’t wait for the head sup of their division see you stepped in their blood. CONTAMINATION, dumbasses.

Come on, where is Pat and Jane? Oh there they are, talking outside to people and not in here working. Time to kick Pat in the ass. I kick the door and it opened nicely. I laugh, though no one can hear me, as it hits Pat in the back of his head.

Pat turns around to look at the door. It is great watching him look around, seeing no one who could’ve opened it hard enough to hit his head with it. Watching him rub the back of his head while looking inside the store is a wonderful feeling to me.

At least I got his attention enough to notice the blood. I watch as Pat sees the blood and follows it with his eyes outside. Following the blood trail, Pat grabs a flashlight from a patrol officer standing by. Keep walking Pat, you will find the bastard.

I keep up with Pat while he is on the trail to the suspect. I will do what I can to warn him before he is like me. Around the corner you see no more blood. What the hell! It is just stops right here? Come on now. Pat looks toward the curb. Oh, yeah, now it’s coming back. I bet he got into a vehicle and looky there, we have a camera.

I hear Pat on the radio telling dispatch to get the camera footage. He tells Julia to have the forensic unit find that plate number. Soon we will know who this guy is, if that is, the car isn’t stolen. That is always a possibility in these cases.

Pat and I always had a saying about criminals. They are like flies. Annoying as hell and hard to catch. But just like a fly, a criminal when whacked will die. Sometimes you need a fly swatter, other times you need fly spray. Either way you catch the little bugger and get it out of your hair.

I walk with Pat back to the store. Pat walks into the establishment and looks around. That’s it buddy. Find those cameras. Seeing one, he approaches the clerk and asks about seeing the tape. The clerk takes Pat into the back.

He pulls up the video. Pat watches it, as he does, he peers closely, rewinds, and there you see me. I am nothing more than a mist of fog, but you can see me. Pat keeps watching. I see he is trying to make out the face, but it is hard when the camera is in a downward slant. Unless the guy looks up and to the camera, seeing the face is always a challenge.

Pat tells the clerk he wants the tape this is on. He calls in the forensics person. I wait. Then I see who comes through the door. It is Beth. She is our best as far as I am concerned. This gal knows her stuff. She runs around telling everyone she is a real life Sara Sidle, but I tell her she is more Catherine Willows than Sara Sidle.

Pat takes a look at her as a patrol officer leads her into the office of the establishment. How nice! She did the smokey eye and found a dark purple lipstick. With her long dark hair and green eyes, this looks amazing. Pat always did have the hots for her.

It takes him a moment to compose himself after seeing Beth walk in. Beth gets straight to work getting the tape made from the computer it is on. Since she is on it, she helps herself to a few more files as evidence. I know what is going on in her mind. Possible inside job maybe. Could be. I had thought of that just before I died.

The night I died, I conveyed to Pat that we should check out who owned the buildings, who owned the stores, and see if there was any connection even a geographical one. My gut said something connected each place. Even if it was the same delivery man. There is something. I just know it. A reason each of these spots are being hit.

Looks like dear Beth thinks like I do. I wonder if I can get her a message somehow to really look at all this evidence in my head. Maybe if I try hard I can make myself appear to her in a dream or write a message on the computer. I have to figure this out.

I see Pat turn to leave and decide to follow him out. Let’s see where his gut takes him next.

Pat stands by the office door watching the geek squad taking samples of the blood. One found the bullet. I wonder if my print is on that thing? I wonder if ghosts have finger prints? The squad is taking pictures of the scene and casting impressions of the cops shoes that ran through it. Some cops are morons.

Pat stands here watching everything so intently. I never noticed this before. Did you always stand there looking like this? Funny how things appear differently when you are dead and an observer compared to being alive and doing.

Pat’s eyes are moving from one end of the room to the other. I am not sure what he is thinking. Finally, he starts moving toward the geeks.

I see Jane over there by the door. She looks uncomfortable. I see Pat walking toward Jane. I watch him as he looks at her. Come on Pat, train her. I know a new partner is hard but she needs someone to mentor her. Tell her what to do. Little sticky notes of reminders to help her solve cases.

She looks lost. I wonder what her last gig was in the police department. She seems uncomfortable even around the patrol officers. Most who come from the patrol division still behave like patrol officers. She behaves like she has never seen a crime before in her life. Makes me wonder if she was in the records department or even dispatch.

The most powerful time an old detective has on a rookie is when the rookie is a rookie. The newby needs guidance. Pat is just standing there looking at Jane. Maybe I need to make another disturbance so he gets the hint. Take her by the hand and show her how to be great.

Pat just stands there and finally asks Jane if she talked to anyone. Of course, she says no. What rookie would say yes? This is her first crime. She has no idea how to solve crime. Pat is the veteran here. Pat needs to be the teacher. Come on Pat, teach.

I have no idea what happened next. I was pulled to another location by forces beyond my control. Back to the robber/murderer. Lovely. I wonder if Captain Kirk felt like this when he was beamed away by Scotty?

Here he lies on a kitchen table with some guy with crazy magnifying glasses on using tweezers and a knife. Boy, you are stupid. Go to a damn hospital and have it done correctly before gangrene sets in. I guess stupid really does what stupid does.

Blood is dripping off the table and onto the floor. This is gonna be great. This guy is just gonna die for us. Feeling a little light-headed are we?

I sit there and watch this make shift emergency operation in a filthy kitchen. Cockroaches are walking all over this guy.

I find myself sitting in a chair smoking a cigarette. I guess old habits don’t die at all. I wish I had a beer when I find myself drinking one. Well, isn’t this convenient? I roll my eyes as I watch this show. Man, I really should’ve written a book while I was alive on the criminal stupidity mind. I bet it would’ve been a best seller.

I hope by now Pat has his head on straight and is teaching Jane some great work. But apparently I can’t will myself back to him. Instead, I get to watch this show.

This so-called doctor just told some broad to go to the butcher on the corner to get some pig blood. Nice. Dude, he is putting pig blood into you. I laugh out loud since neither of these idiots can hear me anyway.

How comical is it to watch someone giving some nutjob pig’s blood. Dude, you are so gonna die. Oh looky there, the light has returned. Even in death this guy is oblivious to me sitting here. That’s right run along into the light with Jake.

I wave hi to Jake. Jake shakes his head at me and walks this dumbass into the light. What a fool. Hospitals are the best place to be treated even if the cops show up. At least you are alive.

I am pulled back to Pat and Jane. They are now at the office. I wonder how to get a message to them that this guy is deceased? The answer comes in a phone call from a dispatcher. Seems the make-believe doctor put the dumbasses body on a bench waiting for the bus.

Now Pat will put two and two together. This will be case closed but my gut says otherwise. I still think this guy was way to dumb to pull this off by himself. Someone else will pick up where he left off. Mark my words.

But for now it is case closed.

Afternoon Coffee!

Time for us to sit down with a cup of Joe and update each other. I was sad yesterday to find out that all the pictures I took weren’t on my camera at all. Somehow they never got saved to the memory card. I had some great ones of bigfoot, pasties, Lake Superior, flowers, and so much more. It so breaks my heart. I took them so I could blog about stuff and then to find they were gone, well. I thought I could recreate them in paint by drawing what they looked like.

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A purple flower found on the shore of Lake Superior
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Pasty from Muldoons
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Lake Superior
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Bigfoot standing at the window of Muldoons

I am working on stories just at the moment we have a ton of clients to massage! Been at work some weeks seven days. This week I took 2 days off and my schedule is slowly filling to full. I stay longer at the spa to see if anyone calls in for that last-minute massage. Never know when a body is in need. As I sit and wait, I have been crocheting and writing as the day allows or if a spark of something happens in my head.

I have been taking pictures as I walk around Munising while waiting for people to call in. I run off for some lunch somewhere usually Johnny Dogs. If you are in Munising, I would so suggest Johnny Dogs! One thing about Johnny Dogs, they are packed so plan on a long line! My other favorite spot in Munising is the Falling Rock Cafe. A fellow Nancy owns this cafe. She has a ton of books for you to read, live entertainment some days/nights, and they make amazing sandwiches. If you are craving pizza, go to Pictured Rocks Pizza. Pizza is cooked in about 8 minutes and at a great price. The bread sticks are amazing as well. I eat pasties at Muldoon’s. I am not sure where else pasties are sold in town, but this is the place everyone goes to for pasties. I always get a traditional beef pasty. We do have a new coffee shop in Munising. It is called Fudge and Coffee.

I love Tuesdays for the farmer’s market at Lake Superior. Right by the water and several vendors with great food they have grown or they made as in soap, lotion, bread, cookies. I had pictures of that as well. So sad. While you are down there, get a pizza from the ladies at the pavilion. It is five dollars for a cheese only and the proceeds go to different charities like the girls softball team.  They always have a sign up to where money is being donated for that day.

It is a blessing to see you again. Let’s have coffee another day and catch up on all things going on in our lives.

Until the next time we meet, may your day be blessed with coffee prosperity!

A wee bit of government intrusion today

The U.S. Forest Service like the DNR are jokes. Don’t get me wrong. I do believe we need to stop illegal hunting, we need more land for the animals since people think they own the whole planet, and we need some services they do offer. BUT…..

The government seems to be under the belief they own everything. And I mean, EVERYTHING! They tax us to death in property taxes and when you can’t pay, they take your land. If a corporation wants your land to put a tower on for anything, the government takes it. If the city wants a new highway, the government takes it. Do you see where I am going here? We the citizens really don’t own a damn thing thanks to our useless government.

All this leads me to this article recently published.  Good-bye to cabin life: U.S. government tells owners in U.P. to leave! That is right the good ole U.S. Forest Service is again taking away land from people and telling everyone they can’t use it. Well, if it is public land then we should be able to use it however we see fit. This is like the time when Obama closed our parks including Pictured Rocks. Do you remember the government shutdown in 2013? Our Governor, Rick Snyder, decided it was ok to follow what the feds said and closed the parks. Wrong thing to tell a Yooper! Taxpayers Revolt Against Park Closures 

The other social nasty I really want to get rid of in our government is the inflation/deficit we face. Inflation keeps rising. When I entered the workforce many, many moons ago, I made $3.35 an hour. This was good. Milk was only 50 cents a gallon. Bread was about the same price. Gas went between 75 cents to around a dollar. In the 70s we had a gas shortage which made us top around $1.75 or so depending upon where you lived. But groceries were cheaper. A can of Spaghettios was 75 cents a can. Back when we could make a homemade pizza for under a buck. Today it is under $5. I really hate that our economy has gotten like this. By all rights minimum wage should be around $18 an hour just to keep up with rising milk costs. Since that is 6 times what I made back in the 80s, our factory workers and professionals should be charging 6 times as much for their wages as well. Most attorneys charge $200 an hour today which is cheap with the realization of inflation vs wages. By all accounts an attorney should charge $1200 an hour.

This little rant is brought to you today by this article I discovered on my browser home page. Escaping poverty requires almost 20 years with nearly nothing going wrong

The biggest problem we face is money. I always loved Star Trek because they didn’t use money. Everyone had their spot on the planet and no one ever mentioned money. Except of course the Ferengi with gold press latinum.

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Found this online. Not sure who made it but I love it.  It is on 45 or more sites.

That is all I got for today. Back to writing and crocheting. I have been working a ton of hours lately. Maybe if I get time, I will post some pics of what I have been making.

 

Today is my birthday

That is right. Today is the day where everyone says, “Happy Birthday” to you on social media. But it is much more than that. It is the start of my new year. Today I was brought onto this planet and not without great pain. Dr. Olson and Dr. Dehlin both celebrated my day by having a doctor’s appointment showing me the x-rays of my birth. I was trapped sideways in the birth canal and finally was released at 10:40 p.m. Back in 1970, I could have died. We didn’t have the greatest of medical care then. We are so far more advanced today than in 1970. I really started to think today. I sat here all day working on stuff and no cake, no ice cream, no party because at 47 everyone is already sick of throwing you one. So I sat here in silence, writing, reflecting, and wishing. Mostly, I wished I could have a bloody piece of cake, a doughnut, or even a damn cupcake! But that is not what is really important. What is important, some people remembered without facebook ever telling them.

Anyway, I decided I would share my birthday wish with everyone this year. Although every year is usually the same. I wish every year to win the powerball and live on triple digit millions.

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One of my birthdays I think my 13th or 14th. I have Garfield on my cake.

Making wishes on my birthday

Every year we all make wishes on our birthday and never tell a soul in fear they won’t come true. This year, I am going to tell you all my secret wishes since keeping them to myself every year hasn’t made them grow into reality.

Here is my wish in abundance for the next year of my life.

  1. I wish for peace to spread across this planet like a wildfire in June.
  2. I wish for everyone to find that one person to love for all eternity.
  3. I wish for all animals everywhere to be respected and love for the beautiful souls they are. For they too are on a path up the mountain and are learning their lessons to move on.
  4. I wish for abundance for all.
  5. I wish everyone wins the lottery at least once in their lifetime.
  6. I wish for everyone to be happy.
  7. I wish for all ailments to be cured.
  8. I wish for coffee to become our source of income.
  9. I wish for our waters to be clean.
  10. I wish for inflation to go down.
  11. I wish for .15 cent hamburgers.
  12. I wish for everyone, everywhere to have their own home. Their own stable place where they can always come back to.
  13. I wish for all politicians to grow a brain.
  14. I wish for medicine to advance to the point where a human being can regrow anything. This of course will make bald men everywhere highly excited.
  15. I wish for luck.
  16. I wish for all the dead to come back at least once a year to discuss stuff we all need reminding of.
  17. I wish for joy.
  18. I wish humans would become less of the predators and more of the caretakers.
  19. I wish for trees
  20. I wish the bees had more respect.
  21. I wish we all had land to farm.
  22. I wish for hippies giving out flowers again.
  23. I wish for more volunteers.
  24. I wish for more smiles.
  25. I wish for more laughter.
  26. I wish for more people gathering together at coffee shops filling their day with brightness.
  27. I wish for more sunshine.
  28. I wish for more family time.
  29. I wish time would slow the hell down.
  30. I wish my parents would get along.
  31. I wish everyone would practice forgiveness.
  32. I wish I had a jet to fly to other countries for coffee and pie.
  33. I wish for extinct animals to come back
  34. I wish for chocolate
  35. I wish I had the funds to travel more.
  36. I wish there was a computer glitch and I have millions in the bank.
  37. I wish I had a time machine.
  38. I wish we had free electricity
  39. I wish we didn’t have to use gas in a car.
  40. I wish you all knew how beautiful you are.
  41. I wish for the end of abuse
  42. I wish for the end of hatred
  43. I wish everyone just got along
  44. I wish Donald Trump was as funny as George Bush Jr.
  45. I wish I could save the whole world from itself.
  46. I wish you all have a chance to examine your life and make it better for yourself. There is nothing wrong with self-love. There is nothing wrong with wanting better.

Which leads me to number 47, the number I am today. This is the biggest wish ever. Most of all, I wish all my friends and family, the best life you could ever have! Remember, you are not promised a tomorrow so make the most of today.

Just remember, I can go on and on with wishes you know. I do them daily. I wish I had a maid, I wish I had a brand new car, I wish I had a doughnut, I wish I had more coffee, I wish I had more money. And on and on the wishes go!

One Last Post For 2016

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It is New Year’s Eve and this will be the last post for 2016. I know this year has had its ups and downs. We have lost people this year like every year. We have had some hard times and let go of stuff we loved but have gotten new stuff to love more. I am sure you have tons of stories about this year.

I wanted to give you a run down on our stories. I am working on two Miss Nose Evil Joe Files stories. I have a Miss Nose story that is turning into a novel. Really, it is getting long. It is longer than the 2000 words I usually write for Miss Nose stories. I have two other stories I am working on as well that are still in their infancy. Mainly I have the story map done on them with some of the story actually written out. They are developing. I am still working on my Ackerman Lake Murders and  have thought about rewriting them a bit making Ackerman Lake a town outside of Munising. It is really just a lake with houses around it and is located outside of Munising. It is near Au Train at least near the road you turn on to get to Au Train. I am working on the Stalking of Katie still as well for the #shapingyourstory. I really am trying to make my writing much better and more enjoyable.

I have been working on my very first blog that used to be on blogger but I moved it here to wordpress. I have been doing chanting challenges on there and writing up some reiki articles. I am writing some stories on massage, muscles, and injuries which I am thinking about placing on that blog.

I have been reading books in my spare time and I have some that I really need to write reviews on and get on this blog. When you are doing laundry as a massage therapist, you need something to help pass the time and reading is mine. I even read when I am waiting in between clients. I read at lunch instead of being on my phone or computer. It gives my hands a break since writing, typing, and massage really takes a toll on them.

I am thinking about a year in review blog, but what is there to review? If you have something you really like about 2016’s posts, let me know and I can make a special best of the year from the readers!

I hope your new year is great and abundant. From Miss Nose and myself, HAPPY NEW YEAR! We welcome 2017 we great expectations. Maybe this year Miss Nose will find the man of her dreams!

 

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Dear Miss Nose

Dear Miss Nose,

How do I get a life or at least know where to put my small fountain in my house where it does not leave bad luck.

Sincerely,

Sleepless and unfortunate in Phoenix.

I decided you needed the feng shui version. There are various cultures who will tell you to put it someplace else. Always go with the flow of whom you purchased the item from.

A fountain is a wonderful item to place in your home. The flowing water is a symbol of wealth and prosperity and fountains bring the energy of water to you. There are three items you should purchase and put near your fountain. A dragon, fish, and a white Jambhala. The dragon should look like it is drinking, the white Jambhala should be right under the flow and place on New Year’s Day for best energy in the South West corner, and the fish in the South East corner! One thing you should be careful of is placing a fountain on the right side of your main/front door. By doing so you will bring bad luck to your husband. He will cheat on you and have a second family. The right side is on your right from inside your house as you look at your door!

What you need first is a bagua map. Take that map and place it at your front door or main entrance into your home. That is usually North. Not always but on this map it would be. You can find these maps all over the internet and they are great for anyone who wants to add a little spiritual help to their lives.

Fountains should always have flowing water! Don’t let water sit. It will create stale energy and we want energy to flow. Never put a fountain in your bedroom, bathroom, or kitchen. Each room has a direction and you can find the directions in your living room to place items.

Place the fountain in the East in your Home and Family area (Middle Left), in the South East for your Wealth & Money area (Rear Left), or in the North for your Career and Path in Life (Front Middle). Remember to keep it away from the South (Rear Middle). That is where fire is present and we know what water does to fire!

To get a life, develop your Helpful People, Spiritual Life, & Entertainment area (Front Right)of your home with maps, photos where you want to travel, and other social items.

But for Miss Nose’s best social advice, GET YOUR ASS OUT OF THE HOUSE AND GO SOMEWHERE! By getting out and talking to people, you will develop your social life. There are plenty of places to go for free places. Pick up a local newspaper or go online to your cities website. Checking out even free events in your local park can bring you happiness and great abundance of social activities.

Now for your idea of getting a life. You have one! Use it wisely. Create daily goals to fill your life with happiness. If you are happy staying at home and being with your family, then that is where you should be. If you are happy finding a crochet group, then find one. If you play an instrument, join a band. Life is short! Make the most use of your 86,400 seconds! Do what makes YOU happy!

Loves

Em

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