HDTenEightyP/NetNews huggingface dataset:
From: lindercs@HYDRA.ROSE-HULMAN.EDU (Galadin (Craig Linderoth))
Subject: Re: names
Reply-To: lindercs@HYDRA.ROSE-HULMAN.EDU
Organization: Rose-Hulman Institute of Technology
Date: Mon, 6 Apr 1992 21:33:02 GMT

In article <1992Apr6.130422.18174@gdt.bath.ac.uk>, ee8net@gdt.bath.ac.uk (Nicki Trasler) writes:
>>	Galadin looks at kitten who is now in his arms looking at him
>>expectantly.  He peers into her eyes and then with a sweep of his cane he
>>changes the music into a .... Tango!!.
>
>Nicki, who's been providing the music for the dancing with the aid of
>her guitar, looks up in astonishment as her hands start playing faster
>of their own accord.  Looking at Galadin's face, however, she doesn't
>resist the change but takes the music from his magic to her own.
>
>Nicki enjoys playing the tango and also enjoys watching kitten and
>Galadin dancing, they're so obviously having fun.
>
>>"Well, kitten, I decided that I need
>>something with a little more zing."  With that he sweeps kitten out onto the
>>dance floor, (there is a dance floor out here isn't there?) and tries to
>>impress her with his dancing.  And well, if he doesn't impress her, at least
>>they can have fun.
>
>When they've finished dancing, Nicki looks pointedly at Galadin.
>
>"Please warn me next time you're going to do that!  After all, you only
>needed to ask!"
>
>She grins at him to show she's not really annoyed.
>
>"Well, any time you need some music, just ask."
	Sorry about that Nicki, I should have warned you.  I am pretty
impressed with how quickly you were able to handle the change though.  Mike,
give Nicki whatever she wants.  From now on I will make sure and ask and sorry
again.


******************************************************************************
*Craig Linderoth                * Reality is for People who Lack Imagination.*
*Lindercs@Rosevc.rose-hulman.edu*   The Callahanian Protector of People from *
*ChemEng, Rose-Hulman           *    Outrageous Pun Throwers    SPLAT :)     *
******************************************************************************
From: aralph@cix.compulink.co.uk (Alan Ralph)
Newsgroups: alt.callahans
Subject: Isaac Asimov has left us.
Date: 6 Apr 92 23:04:46 GMT
Reply-To: Alan Ralph <aralph@cix.compulink.co.uk>
Organization: Gated to News by demon.co.uk

He died yesterday. No doubt the obits will be flying in by the ton.

"The man who laid down the Laws of Robotics."
*CRASH!*

Alan Ralph <-> Kimberley MonTemplar
Newsgroups: alt.callahans
From: lydick@SOL1.GPS.CALTECH.EDU (Speaker-to-Minerals)
Subject: Re: Natural Science, Natural Religion (was Re: Thoughts on Biblical...)
Reply-To: lydick@SOL1.GPS.CALTECH.EDU
Organization: HST Wide Field/Planetary Camera
Date: Thu, 16 Apr 1992 07:14:38 GMT

In article <bruce.703380250@harry>, bruce@harry.ugcs.caltech.edu (Bruce J Bell) writes:
>allbery@NCoast.ORG (Brandon S. Allbery KF8NH) writes:
>
>>"Common sense" has some pretty severe problems with quantum theory, too.  If
>>*that* is the determining factor then you'd best stay tuned:  the show isn't
>>over yet.
>
>Mmmmwell, I dunno, after a while you start to develop some pretty good
>intuition about QM, as well.  Scary, isn't it...

StM makes a request:  "Skeeve, remind me never to ride in a car you're driving. 
I'd hate to try to cross a busy intersection by tunneling."
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From: dgreen@jarthur.claremont.edu (David 'Mishael' Green)
Subject: Re: abortion
Organization: Harvey Mudd College, Claremont, CA 91711
Date: Sun, 12 Apr 1992 12:23:38 GMT

In article <1992Apr12.115122.9124@cs.tulane.edu> pierce@navo.navy.mil (Jim M. Pierce) writes:
->In article <12247@tamsun.tamu.edu>, scm3775@tamsun.tamu.edu (Sean Malloy) writes:
->|> He sips his drink slowly, staring through the bottom of his 
->|> glass.  "It's scary," he says looking around the group.  "Some 
->|> people seem to be perfectly willing to let the government run 
->|> their lives."  He smiles ironically.  "Actually, they seem to 
->|> desire the government to make the rest of society conform to 
->|> their rules; with themselves comfortably in the ruling party."
->|>  
->|> -cd
->|> 
->   I agree. Its a choice between the woman and her doctor, not some
-> group of busybodies... Groups that want the ruling party to implement
-> their way as the only possible way have existed throughout history
-> in all places and times. "Never underestimate the power of human
-> stupidity." RAH or Lazerus Long, if you prefer.
->
->  Hawkeye's Corollary:
->
->  "Never underestimate the power of human stupidity, it can kill you."

Mishael shakes his head a little.  "It's not that people are trying to be
busybodies and poke their say into everyone's life when they oppose abortion--
or at least, that's not my goal in believing that abortion's not right...
It's that we (or at least I) believe that abortion is the taking of a life,
an innocent life undeserving of being taken.  You don't call people
busybodies who believe that it is wrong to kill another person in cold blood,
do you?

"I'm not implying that abortion is done in cold blood, or even with the thought
or idea in mind of killing... just that that was the metaphor that happened to
spring to mind at the time.  (5am is probably not the best time for me to be
up reading news...)  Yes, it may be that we (I) try to impose viewpoints on
others.  But, at the same time, I see being imposed back upon, because there's
not much of a middle ground when it comes to something like this.  The fact
that abortion is legal forces me to accept that something that I don't think
is right is going to happen, and be approved of and possibly even encouraged,
and that seems to me as much an imposition as it being ruled illegal to those
who wish to practice it."

Mishael sighs.  "Politics is never an easy game.  Especially when it mixes
itself with morality...  Which is why I tend to avoid discussing it if I can. 
But the idea that anti-abortionists are busybodies trying to dictate women's
lives kind of rankled my fur a little..."

With that, he stumbles down his stack of fresh-grown soapboxes, and shuffles
off for a random corner...
-- 
dgreen@jarthur.claremont.edu				   David "Mishael" Green
		    Have you scritched your local Furry today?
********************************************************************************
Life is too confusing for novices; we should hire professionals to do it for us.
From: /G=Rhodri/S=James/O=SJ-Research/ADMD=INTERSPAN/C=GB/@MHS-RELAY.AC.UK
Newsgroups: alt.callahans
Subject: Re: Where are Rhodri James and Party?????
Date: 7 Apr 92 14:37:47 GMT

>Logos produces a loudhailer (bullhorn, megaphone, you must know what I'm 
>talking about) and walks to the middle of the bar.
>
>"CALLING WINDSINGER! CALLING WINDSINGER! ARE YOU THERE, RHODRI??!!"
>
  <<Yes, I'm here.  Sorry, I've been rather overworked lately, so no lists
or anything have been forthcoming.  I'll do it now to avoid further hassle.

Definitely coming:  Ignatz (yes, it is a nice word, and I just printed your
  badge!), Nicki (maybe but unlikely), Kim MonTemplar (?), and now you and
  Anima I guess, plus lots of my friends from work, Cambridge and
  Illumination.

Definitely not coming: Steve Glover, whose lift failed to materialise, and
  who has lost his job into the bargain.

<<Directions to my place from the station are pretty easy.  Basically;
   * Walk away from the station down Station Road.  It's the only road so
     you can't miss it.
   * Take the first right turn into Tennison Road.  Carry on until it ends
     in a T-junction.
   * Turn right.  This is Mill Road.  Carry on (for a loooong way) over the
     railway bridge, and on and on until it ends in a mini-roundabout.  You
     will then discover that the last 50 yards or so have been called
     Brookfields, but don't worry about this.
   * Turn left at the roundabout.  Carry on for a couple of hundred yards
     until you meet a little road to the left, just before a pedestrian
     crossing and more or less opposite Sainsburys.  This is Wycliffe Road.
   * Number 25 is in the second bay, the one dead ahead of you as you enter
     Wycliffe Road.  It is one of the houses on the right of the bay.

<<If all else fails, my phone number is (0223) 212395 at home, (0223) 416715
at work.  This week, I'm more likely to be at work than at home!

<<Oh yes, if anyone's coming by car (apart from Ignatz), please let me know
and I'll supply you with directions separately.  It depends on which way you
come from, you see...

<<One last thing -- I'm afraid I won't be visible for most of Sunday. 
Unfortunately, Jackie is running a Pendragon session (for those who made it
to the Castle of Joy), and I'm running a it's-far-too-late-to-do-any-good
Illumination committee meeting.>>

---
Rhodri James                   *  Disclaimer:  These are my opinions, not
SJ Research Ltd, Cambridge     *    those of my company UNLESS I SAY SO!
Rhodri.James%gb.INTERSPAN.sj   *  
            @mhs-relay.ac.uk   *  
   or                          *             Wombats are go!
rmj10@phx.cam.ac.uk            *
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From: GE.LJB@forsythe.stanford.edu (Louis J Bookbinder)
Subject: metal on rock
Organization: Stanford University, California, USA
Date: Thu, 16 Apr 1992 20:29:55 GMT

Klangklangklang

"Yep, pretty solid for VR rock" Nick looks up the line, a large black 2D
mouse peering over the top of the face.  Nick has done a little of this,
but a long time ago.  But he misses the feel of rock under his fingers
and toes.  "Well, here is a harness, and a pair of beaners, and a
helmet.  WAIT!  What do I need a helmet for?  I'm ALREADY metal!" He
puts on the harness and clips onto the line.  "UNHF!" He reaches up and
slowly pulls himself up to the first foothold.

"Getting fat, getting old, drat! UNHHF!" more handholds, footholds. He
does not like this rock. It is reasonably solid, but it is not Granite,
not the real Yosemite stuff with the perfect texture. He pulls himself
up to the bulge while carefully clipping and unclipping at each nut,
chock, and hex. Back when, they did not have this hi-tech stuff. They
used big wedges and hammers and PITONS for Oz sake! Nasty way to treat
rock!

He hangs there for a while, only 10 meters up, he could almost jump at
this point and walk away. Nahh, stupid idea. He hates hanging on the
line to get around the bulge, not the purpose of the line. He is nervous
about this one. He has on his special hi-tech climbing shoes, with soles
like a good grade of chewing gum. But his fingers are, after all, just
metal. But if the mouse can to it.....

"Goes nuttin.." Reach. Throw out the leg. REACH! Gotcha. I Got...

WHAM!

There he is, hanging about 5 meters down from the line.  How
humiliating!  He turns back to the wall, KNOWING, he got bent, KNOWING
he may not have the strength to finish the climb, but NEVER giving up.
Grunt, grab, lift, take the weight off the line.  Someone belays well
for him.

Another grab, another pull, he is back under the bulge. But this time he
remembers the shape of the handhold around the bend. If he puts the
first two fingers just a little bit left... No time to rest, time to
reach, throw out the leg. REACH! Gotcha, really gotcha, much better, a
swift lift to get the other leg up, foothold, handhold, up to the next
prism.

Pause. Whew! Switch beaners over the loop. Look up. Hey, the rest is not
too bad! Go for it. Tired! Handhold, foothold, lift, reach, Up, Up,
fisting in the next crack (a specialty of tin men) strain up, lift,
grab, up, reach, pant, pant, up, grab, lift, WOW, Will I make it? I MUST
make it! Grab, careful, do not get silly now! Check the left foothold.
OK, GO! and up and grab and

The TOP! WOW, no time to smile, carefully pull up (stupid to slip now)
and roll out on top!

BIG! SMILE! Did not know I could still do it!

"Thanx, Ignatz, that was fun!"

Nick Chopper - my opinion? ax not! LB>-}  GE.LJB@Forsythe.stanford.edu
From: Elizabeth.Mccoy@bbs.oit.unc.edu (Elizabeth Mccoy)
Newsgroups: alt.callahans
Subject: Re: Mundanity (was Re: Creation and Destruction)
Date: 6 Apr 92 23:57:56 GMT
Organization: Extended Bulletin Board Service

In article <7rhj9m#.aahz@netcom.com> aahz@netcom.com (Mean Green Dancing Machine) writes:
>In article <1992Mar31.163829.1832@samba.oit.unc.edu> Elizabeth.Mccoy@bbs.oit.unc.edu (Elizabeth Mccoy) writes:
>>
>>Of course, I'd *really* like to be a *good* popular writer like Bujold,
>                                                            ^^^^^^^^^^^
>For that comment, you are hereby forgiven.  <grin>

>                         --- Aahz (the *other* Dan Bernstein)

Oh, good.  <big grin>  Now, I wonder when she's going to come out with a
new book... It's *been* long enough . . . for me to start getting
withdrawel symptoms... :-)

--E_McCoy@unhh.unh.edu aka T'Kee the Fnord Cat-Centaur


--
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     North Carolina at Chapel Hill, the Campus Office for Information
        Technology, or the Experimental Bulletin Board Service.
           internet:  bbs.oit.unc.edu or 152.2.22.80
From: aralph@cix.compulink.co.uk (Alan Ralph)
Newsgroups: alt.callahans
Subject: Belated Birthday Salutations to DM from Kimberley MonTemplar
Date: 13 Apr 92 17:57:31 GMT
Reply-To: Alan Ralph <aralph@cix.compulink.co.uk>
Organization: Gated to News by demon.co.uk


Scene: A bedroom in darkest Watford. Our hero, in the guise of
mild-mannered Alan Ralph, is sat at his trusty BBC Master, surveying the
latest Usenet posts downloaded from CIX.

"Wassis then... 'Narnia'.... DM... AAAGGHH! I forgot! And Didi mailed me
too!"

FX: Fevered head-scratching and brain-wracking.

"Aha!"

"MONTEMPLAR IS GO!"  *SHAZAM!*

-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

Meanwhile, somewhere in Narnia....

DM is worn out, what with the stress of being tended to by all these bunny
girls, to say nothing of unwrapping all those prezzies. Phew!

Suddenly the gentle breeze becomes a hurricane-force wind. People and
animals find themselves hanging on for dear life to anything that's still
standing. Poor Didi-Sprite struggles in vain to fight the wind, and shoots
screaming into a large bush.

As suddenly as it came, the wind subsides, only to be replaces by a mighty
rumbling sound. As people pick themselves up, someone takes a hand away
from their ears and points at the sky. "Look! Up Above!"

Circling overhead is a tiny black dot. Slowly the dot grows in size, and
as it does so the noise grows in intensity. Soon a human figure can be
discerned. With a *WHOOSH!*, the figure touches down in front of the
assembled crowd. It is dressed in a long flowing cape, with its face
hidden beneath the wide hood. With gloved hands the cape is pulled back to
reveal...

                      "MONTEMPLAR!!!!"

"Yes, it's me alright! Like the outfit?" says Kim, as he does a few turns.
He is dressed underneath in a gleaming plasteel ExoSuit, which fits
tightly over his massive frame (ooer!) "Sorry about the dramatic entrance,
but I'm still mastering this Compu-Enhanced Levitation System. Another few
test runs, and I'll be ready to do some real Heroic Deeds!"

Hearing rustling sounds nearby, Kim sticks his hand into the shrubbery and
pulls out a decidedly bedraggled Didi-Sprite. "I'm ever so sorry, your
Spriteyness! :-) I'll try not to go so fast next time" says he, picking
the twigs and leaves off her.

Turning to Danger Mouse, he says "Belated Happy Birthday, DM! And here's a
prezzie!" With that he pulls a small package out of his pocket and places
it on the ground. The package expands into a rather snazzy yellow sports
car. "Your very own DangerMobile! :-) Complete with all the necessary
accessories - it'll even play your theme tune!"

"Well, must dash now. See y'all back in the place!"

And, with a cry of "Up! Up! And Awaaaaayyyy!!!", MonTemplar leaps into the
air and speeds off....


Alan Ralph <-> Kimberley MonTemplar
Student of the Kal-el Flying School :-)
Newsgroups: alt.callahans
From: ptd2@po.CWRU.Edu (Palmer T. Davis)
Subject: C-Hawk pokes his head out from under his senior project....
Reply-To: ptd2@po.CWRU.Edu (Palmer T. Davis)
Organization: Case Western Reserve University, Cleveland, OH (USA)
Date: Mon, 13 Apr 92 04:10:06 GMT


C-Hawk pokes his head out from under an enormous pile of papers.  "I
really don't have time these days to stay caught up with callahans...
my senior project is due May 1, and I'm waaaaaaaay behind.  :-(

"First of all, happy birthday to Meredith, DM, and anyone else I'm missing.

"Secondly, you may have noticed that I'm posting from a different account.
The old one finally went away; if you want to reach me, sending mail to 
my old account is a good way to have it either bounce or softly and 
suddenly vanish away.  For the record, Nick Chopper and Lamplighter, my
updated information is:

  C-Hawk
  in RL: Palmer Davis
  email: ptd2@po.cwru.edu
  birthdate: 1/12/69 
     (yes, I'm a Capricorn, and yes, I hang on to relationships)
     (no, I'm not a highly monogamous critter, however....)
     (and for those of you outside the US, that's Jan. 12, not Dec. 1)
  drinks: diet IBC root beer
     (this is a change from my previous entry, Nick....)

"Thirdly, Galadin, you're dead wrong about abortion.  I really don't have
time to derive exactly why from first priciples right now, however, so I'll
let the matter drop for now.  Maybe later...."

With that, C-Hawk trudges back off to work.

-- 
                      ______    "It may be better to be a live jackal than a
Palmer T. Davis       \ \/ /     dead lion.  But it is better still to be a
<ptd2@po.cwru.edu>     \/\/      live lion.  And usually easier."  -- RAH
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From: lydick@SOL1.GPS.CALTECH.EDU (Speaker-to-Minerals)
Subject: Re: A new wizard.
Reply-To: lydick@SOL1.GPS.CALTECH.EDU
Organization: HST Wide Field/Planetary Camera
Date: Sat, 11 Apr 1992 09:42:24 GMT

In article <1992Apr11.013320.29153@ucc.su.OZ.AU>, pope@physics.su.OZ.AU (Michael Pope) writes:
>>>StM ventures, "Er, it makes things vanish?"
>
>A voice can bet yet again heard,
>
>"Tis not the globe that is important."  Then silence.

Come now.  I said nothing about the globe.  I simply observed what you've done
with your magic so far.  You've made something (yourself) vanish, and I'm
beginning to suspect that that might be the most useful application of your
magit that's possible :-).
From: erikred@ocf.berkeley.edu (Erik Nielsen)
Newsgroups: alt.callahans
Subject: Re: Rhetoric: The End of Morality in Society (?)
Date: 9 Apr 92 20:44:34 GMT
Article-I.D.: agate.s2abiINN3k9
Organization: U.C. Berkeley Open Computing Facility
NNTP-Posting-Host: sandstorm.berkeley.edu

In article <92098.173118TAG2@psuvm.psu.edu> TAG2@psuvm.psu.edu (Thomas A. Gryn) writes:
>Deepvoice says, "Ah, this is why I brought up the concept of "natural rights"
>in my original piece. I would say that the right to life is inalienable
>based on the fact that every civilization has had some
>form of law or edict against murder of members of one's own group; this is
>backed up by translations of the laws and codes recorded in some of the
>earliest writings of humanity. If someone can come up with a civilization
>which said "it's ok to indiscriminately kill other members of your group", I'd
>love to hear it. A conclusion one can draw from this is that there is perhaps
>more than just the social contract at work here.

There are as many social contracts at work as there are governments.  Within
our own social contract there are numerous provisions and clauses, granting
both the contractor and the contractee a certain number of loopholes through
which to gain their own objectives.  Case in point:  Although murder is
illegal, the Death Penalty is not, nor is it regarded as "cruel and unusual
punishment," which would make it unconstitutional.

I love words like "inalienable" and "indiscriminate"; they seem to carry so
much weight without actually meaning anything solid.  They, too, are tools
of rhetoric, used to disguise what's really taking place.  "Inalienable"
simply means "yours until the government takes it away from you," and
"indiscriminate" means "not serving the goals of those in power."  In a
country where 100% of all eligible voters have Social Security Cards, it
seems ridiculous to assume that government officials are not keeping tabs on
us for their own political ends.

"Indiscriminate," indeed.  Careful with that Rhetoric, son, or you're bound
to burn you fingers.


>"Until you ask the question, you aren't ready to hear the answer."
>                                                 - recovery saying.

If you don't question, you're dead already.



>Tom Gryn/Deepvoice....................tag2@psuvm.psu.edu


Erik, the BFG
-- 
     "All those moments will be lost in time, like tears in rain."
			Roy, _Blade Runner_
Erik Nielsen					erikred@ocf.berkeley.edu
From: aralph@cix.compulink.co.uk (Alan Ralph)
Newsgroups: alt.callahans
Subject: Re: A question that's been buggin' our household for ages....
Date: 15 Apr 92 09:48:43 GMT
Reply-To: Alan Ralph <aralph@cix.compulink.co.uk>
Organization: Gated to News by demon.co.uk

Martyr sez:
>Hearing MonTemplar mention Dick Dastardly ("Muttley! DO SOMETHING"),
>Muttley ("Rsshafrshshnashn-Dick-Dashtrdly!") and Clunk ("Well, if we
>zoot-brroing-phric-wheee the brrrt-phrzzz-boinnggg!") and bemoan the fact
>that he can't remember the other guy's name ("Ooohh n-n-nooo!), Martyr
>cannot help but offer his assistance...

> "Zilly!"

>is all he says.

>"Sashnfrashnrshn-medal-medal-medal!!!"

"Only too happy to oblige!"

         =========
         =========
           | | |
           | | |
           | | |
           | | |
           |___|
         _/     \_
        /         \
        |  MEDAL  |
        |   OF    |
        |  HONOR  |
        \_       _/
          \_____/

"Now.... PLEASE LET GO OF MY LEG!!!"

Alan Ralph <-> Kimberley MonTemplar
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From: mar@physics.su.OZ.AU (David Mar)
Subject: Re: Potstickers, and a return
Organization: School of Physics, University of Sydney, Australia
Date: Tue, 7 Apr 1992 01:16:07 GMT

>The Grey Lady happily offers potstickers to Caithelin, and anyone else 
>interested in giving them a try.  "I've finally gotten this 'bottomless
>pot' thing figured out," she comments wryly.

"Okay! I give up! I can't stand it any more!!!!!"

The patrons turn around to see an exasperated Danger Mouse standing and
staring at everybody who has mentioned 'potstickers'.

"What on Earth is a 'potsticker'???"

(NB. Simulated Frustration and Anger Meant in Good Humour (tm) :-)  )

- Danger Mouse.
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From: JMPIERCE%USMCP6.bitnet@VM.TCS.Tulane.EDU (JIM PIERCE)
Subject: for doug Re: most passionate of the Signs ???
Organization: Yale CS Mail/News Gateway
Date: Wed, 15 Apr 1992 20:20:17 GMT


>In NickD. writes:
>> |> I am a cancer, and I am NOT fucking passionate.  OK!?
>> |>
>> |> And if anyone could see a video on MY forehead, they would
>> |> run screaming.
>> |>
>> |> doug
>>
>>           "okay, I believe you. I guess I should have placed a
>>        smiley on it. Myself, I sort of like the idea of a video.
>>        Neither party would have to guess about what was on the
>>        mind of the other and no lies would be possible. It might
>>        also cut down on the 'Mr. Goodbar' types finding victims.
>>
>>          oh doug, another method of telling if someone is a cancer or
>>      not is, how crabby they are !" :-) <- see, a smiley...
>
>I know.  I was being ironic.  I do not know what the smiley symbol
>for irony is.  It was not meant personally.  'Twas a joke.
>
>doug

       "I figured you were joking or something. I didn't take it
     personally. I think the smiley for irony is: :-| but I'm not
     certain." NickD.

* <JMPIERCE@USMCP6.BITNET> Jim Pierce; Bach. Sci. in Applied Computer Science
* USM Academic Computing on the Gulf Park Campus. Disclaimer: Standard.
* "Women are People, *not* property." me
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