Sunday, September 30, 2007
Classification essay - intro #3
There are people who think that the nurses on the maternity ward at EMMC have it so easy -- they get to hold babies all day long! I'm sure that they wish that this were true, but their job is to take care of the postpartum patient and her child. Usually, this is a happy job, but not always. Sometimes, there are high risk moms, desperate to carry a baby to term, who receive a memory box instead of a newborn baby. Thankfully, there is a much higher percentage of ordinary moms who get pregnant, come in, deliver a healthy baby, and go home. The last type, with a startling increase in numbers, is the woman addicted to drugs, who gives birth to a drug addicted baby that has to detox in a special unit. These three types of women make up the majority of the patient population on our floor.
Friday, September 28, 2007
Classification essay - intro #2
There are people who think that the nurses on the maternity ward at EMMC have it so easy -- they get to hold babies all day long! I'm sure that they wish that this were true, but their job is to take care of the postpartum patient and her child. Usually, this is a happy job, but not always. Sometimes the mom receives a memory box instead of a newborn baby. Many times, innocent newborns have to detox on a special unit. The nurse's job is to take care of all moms and moms to be with the same compassion. Not quite as easy as rocking babies all day. These women the nurses take care of can be split into three groups.
Classification essay - Intro #1
I have worked on the maternity ward at EMMC for the past 14 months. I have seen many different people come and go. In the time that I have been on that floor, I have observed three main types of mothers. There are high risk moms desperate to carry a baby to term. Thankfully, there is a much higher percentage of ordinary moms who get pregnant, come in, deliver a healthy baby, and go home. The last type, with a startling increase in numbers, is the woman addicted to drugs, who gives birth to a drug addicted baby. These three types of women make up the majority of the patient population on our floor.
Tuesday, September 25, 2007
Graf #9
One thing that I didn't touch on in my essay that really drove me crazy was the enormous amount of phone calls asking for money. In the spring 90% of my business calls were people wanting donations. Other calls were people asking for jobs. Don't these people know where the Job Service is? What are they doing -- just going through the phone book? A lot of the local business calls we received were women calling for their husbands/boyfriends. Not a big deal, except the women didn't have a clue as to what I was telling them. Sometimes the guy would be right by the phone - I could hear him telling her what to say. Let me tell you, the day that my husband cancelled the business phone line I felt an enormous weight leave my chest!
Essay #1
Someone knocks on the door. The dog goes crazy barking, and I go to the door to find a scruffy looking 20-something, his beat up pickup idling loudly in the dooryard. "Ya got any sleds available?" he asks. "I don't have a credit card, but you can have my truck as collateral." I tell him "no", and as he leaves the phone rings. "Yeah, Marj, this piece of crap snowmobile won't stay running." I ask if they left the choke open. "Oops. Sorry Marj!" Crisis averted - at least I didn't have to drive for two hours down a camp road to tell them that. Having your own business has its ups and downs. In our case it was the ATV/snowmobile rental business my husband and I ran out of our house for five years. From late customers, broken machines, late night rental inquiries and operator inexperience, running this business out of our home was a drag.
We thought that it sounded like a great idea -- by running our business out of our home we would save on overhead costs and we could work the rentals around our schedule. However, many people seem to think that since you run a business out of your home you're open 24/7. Machines were due back by 5pm, but many came back at 6:00, 7:00, even 10:30pm. It was difficult for us to have dinner at a set time together when people didn't bring back their machine. It was also impossible to make a 6:00 basketball game when you were waiting around for a late customer. Then, when you finally got the customer ready to go, the trailer lights wouldn't hook up to his truck and we would spend another 30 minutes or so trying to figure out why. One night we were going to take the kids out to the movies after our customers got back with the snowmobiles. They called us at 5:30 to let us know they were an hour away. Over three hours later they showed up. They decided to go to Bugaboo Creek for supper before they brought the machines back. So much for the movies.
One of our least favorite customers was ND. He always wanted something for nothing. Our rentals were for 24 hours, 5pm to 5pm usually. "Marj, if I bring it back around noon, can I have a discount?" Or "Marj, can I bring it back the next morning for the same price?" "Can I get a discount since I've rented from you before?" I only put up with him because he seemed to rent when things were slow. He was the biggest reason that we didn't like to rent to locals. Our prices were very reasonable, and the tourists knew and appreciated it.
As with just about anything mechanical, snowmobiles and ATVs break down. It really sucked when the customer was in Millinocket, or worse, Presque Isle, and called us to say the machine was broken down. This would result in a long, late night drive to pick up the machine and deliver a different one. Sometimes there was actually nothing wrong with it - the customer simply didn't know how to operate it. Sometimes those late night calls weren't a customer with a problem. We actually would get phone calls as late as 1:00am, inquiries about our rates.
One of the good points about our business was some of the people we met. We met a film crew from Denmark. They were here to film how effective the brine was on the roads. We enjoyed them so much that we personally gave them a free guided tour to Pushaw Lake. We met a family from Paris, some who couldn't speak English. We had a couple from Arizona that rode snowmobiles in sub-zero temperatures and had a blast. We had some regulars from NYC, cops that were there when the Twin Towers fell. They were incredible. We had a large group of regulars from NJ that took all of our sleds the 2nd weekend of every February. We had a large group of Blue Knights. One lost her diamond earring in our garage, and I spent 45 minutes on my hands and knees until we found it for her. We delivered our sleds down to Bethel every March for Kraft Foods. One lodge owner became a good friend, and kept two of our ATV's during the summer and rented them out for us.
Since we closed the business, when the phone rings it's usually for one of the kids. On the weekends that I don't work we can actually go do stuff instead of waiting around for people. What's in store next? Possibly a self-serve car wash down the road from our house. We'll build it and pray for sand and salt in the winter and no rain in the summer. The hours are good and the customer contact is minimal.
We thought that it sounded like a great idea -- by running our business out of our home we would save on overhead costs and we could work the rentals around our schedule. However, many people seem to think that since you run a business out of your home you're open 24/7. Machines were due back by 5pm, but many came back at 6:00, 7:00, even 10:30pm. It was difficult for us to have dinner at a set time together when people didn't bring back their machine. It was also impossible to make a 6:00 basketball game when you were waiting around for a late customer. Then, when you finally got the customer ready to go, the trailer lights wouldn't hook up to his truck and we would spend another 30 minutes or so trying to figure out why. One night we were going to take the kids out to the movies after our customers got back with the snowmobiles. They called us at 5:30 to let us know they were an hour away. Over three hours later they showed up. They decided to go to Bugaboo Creek for supper before they brought the machines back. So much for the movies.
One of our least favorite customers was ND. He always wanted something for nothing. Our rentals were for 24 hours, 5pm to 5pm usually. "Marj, if I bring it back around noon, can I have a discount?" Or "Marj, can I bring it back the next morning for the same price?" "Can I get a discount since I've rented from you before?" I only put up with him because he seemed to rent when things were slow. He was the biggest reason that we didn't like to rent to locals. Our prices were very reasonable, and the tourists knew and appreciated it.
As with just about anything mechanical, snowmobiles and ATVs break down. It really sucked when the customer was in Millinocket, or worse, Presque Isle, and called us to say the machine was broken down. This would result in a long, late night drive to pick up the machine and deliver a different one. Sometimes there was actually nothing wrong with it - the customer simply didn't know how to operate it. Sometimes those late night calls weren't a customer with a problem. We actually would get phone calls as late as 1:00am, inquiries about our rates.
One of the good points about our business was some of the people we met. We met a film crew from Denmark. They were here to film how effective the brine was on the roads. We enjoyed them so much that we personally gave them a free guided tour to Pushaw Lake. We met a family from Paris, some who couldn't speak English. We had a couple from Arizona that rode snowmobiles in sub-zero temperatures and had a blast. We had some regulars from NYC, cops that were there when the Twin Towers fell. They were incredible. We had a large group of regulars from NJ that took all of our sleds the 2nd weekend of every February. We had a large group of Blue Knights. One lost her diamond earring in our garage, and I spent 45 minutes on my hands and knees until we found it for her. We delivered our sleds down to Bethel every March for Kraft Foods. One lodge owner became a good friend, and kept two of our ATV's during the summer and rented them out for us.
Since we closed the business, when the phone rings it's usually for one of the kids. On the weekends that I don't work we can actually go do stuff instead of waiting around for people. What's in store next? Possibly a self-serve car wash down the road from our house. We'll build it and pray for sand and salt in the winter and no rain in the summer. The hours are good and the customer contact is minimal.
Outro #2
Since we closed the business, when the phone rings it's usually for one of the kids. On the weekends that I don't work we can actually go do stuff instead of waiting around for people. What's in store next? Possibly a self-serve car wash down the road from our house. We'll build it and pray for sand and salt in the winter and no rain in the summer. The hours are good and the customer contact is minimal.
Monday, September 24, 2007
Outro
Despite some of the bad times we had, I don't regret having run the business. Even though at times I had to deal with some undesirable customers, I met some wonderfully interesting people as well. I did discover, however, that I don't like strangers coming to my home, so if we ever open up another business it will definitely be located elsewhere.
Thursday, September 20, 2007
Intro 3 - cause essay
Someone knocks on the door. The dog goes crazy barking, and I go to the door to find a scruffy looking 20-something, his beat up pickup idling loudly in the dooryard. "Ya got any sleds available?" he asks. "I don't have a credit card, but you can have my truck as collateral." I tell him "no", and as he leaves the phone rings. "Yeah, Marj, this piece of crap snowmobile won't stay running." I ask if they left the choke open. "Oops. Sorry Marj!" Crisis averted - at least I didn't have to drive for two hours down a camp road to tell them that. Having your own business has its ups and downs. In our case it was the ATV/snowmobile rental business my husband and I ran out of our house for five years. From late customers, broken machines, late night rental inquiries and operator inexperience, running this business out of our home was a drag.
Wednesday, September 19, 2007
Essay #1
Someone knocks on the door. The dog goes crazy barking, and I go to the door to find a scruffy looking 20-something, his beat up pickup idling loudly in the dooryard. "Ya got any sleds available?" he asks. "I don't have a credit card, but you can have my truck as collateral." I tell him "no", and as he leaves the phone rings. "Yeah, Marj, this piece of crap snowmobile won't stay running." I ask if they left the choke open. "Oops. Sorry Marj!" Crisis averted - at least I didn't have to drive for two hours down a camp road to tell them that. Having your own business has its ups and downs. In our case it was the ATV/snowmobile rental business my husband and I ran out of our house for five years. From late customers, broken machines, late night rental inquiries and operator inexperience, running this business out of our home was a drag.
We thought that it sounded like a great idea -- by running our business out of our home we would save on overhead costs and we could work the rentals around our schedule. However, many people seem to think that since you run a business out of your home you're open 24/7. Machines were due back by 5pm, but many came back at 6:00, 7:00, even 10:30pm. It was difficult for us to have dinner at a set time together when people didn't bring back their machine. It was also impossible to make a 6:00 basketball game when you were waiting around for a late customer. Then, when you finally got the customer ready to go, the trailer lights wouldn't hook up to his truck and we would spend another 30 minutes or so trying to figure out why. One night we were going to take the kids out to the movies after our customers got back with the snowmobiles. They called us at 5:30 to let us know they were an hour away. Over three hours later they showed up. They decided to go to Bugaboo Creek for supper before they brought the machines back. So much for the movies.
One of our least favorite customers was ND. He always wanted something for nothing. Our rentals were for 24 hours, 5pm to 5pm usually. "Marj, if I bring it back around noon, can I have a discount?" Or "Marj, can I bring it back the next morning for the same price?" "Can I get a discount since I've rented from you before?" I only put up with him because he seemed to rent when things were slow. He was the biggest reason that we didn't like to rent to locals. Our prices were very reasonable, and the tourists knew and appreciated it.
One of the good points about our business was some of the people we met. We met a film crew from Denmark. They were here to film how effective the brine was on the roads. We enjoyed them so much that we personally gave them a free guided tour to Pushaw Lake. We met a family from Paris, some who couldn't speak English. We had a couple from Arizona that rode snowmobiles in sub-zero temperatures and had a blast. We had some regulars from NYC, cops that were there when the Twin Towers fell. They were incredible. We had a large group of regulars from NJ that took all of our sleds the 2nd weekend of every February. We had a large group of Blue Knights. One lost her diamond earring in our garage, and I spent 45 minutes on my hands and knees until we found it for her. We delivered our sleds down to Bethel every March for Kraft Foods. One lodge owner became a good friend, and kept two of our ATV's during the summer and rented them out for us.
Since we closed the business, when the phone rings it's usually for one of the kids. On the weekends that I don't work we can actually go do stuff instead of waiting around for people. What's in store next? Possibly a self-serve car wash down the road from our house. We'll build it and pray for sand and salt in the winter and no rain in the summer. The hours are good and the customer contact is minimal.
We thought that it sounded like a great idea -- by running our business out of our home we would save on overhead costs and we could work the rentals around our schedule. However, many people seem to think that since you run a business out of your home you're open 24/7. Machines were due back by 5pm, but many came back at 6:00, 7:00, even 10:30pm. It was difficult for us to have dinner at a set time together when people didn't bring back their machine. It was also impossible to make a 6:00 basketball game when you were waiting around for a late customer. Then, when you finally got the customer ready to go, the trailer lights wouldn't hook up to his truck and we would spend another 30 minutes or so trying to figure out why. One night we were going to take the kids out to the movies after our customers got back with the snowmobiles. They called us at 5:30 to let us know they were an hour away. Over three hours later they showed up. They decided to go to Bugaboo Creek for supper before they brought the machines back. So much for the movies.
One of our least favorite customers was ND. He always wanted something for nothing. Our rentals were for 24 hours, 5pm to 5pm usually. "Marj, if I bring it back around noon, can I have a discount?" Or "Marj, can I bring it back the next morning for the same price?" "Can I get a discount since I've rented from you before?" I only put up with him because he seemed to rent when things were slow. He was the biggest reason that we didn't like to rent to locals. Our prices were very reasonable, and the tourists knew and appreciated it.
One of the good points about our business was some of the people we met. We met a film crew from Denmark. They were here to film how effective the brine was on the roads. We enjoyed them so much that we personally gave them a free guided tour to Pushaw Lake. We met a family from Paris, some who couldn't speak English. We had a couple from Arizona that rode snowmobiles in sub-zero temperatures and had a blast. We had some regulars from NYC, cops that were there when the Twin Towers fell. They were incredible. We had a large group of regulars from NJ that took all of our sleds the 2nd weekend of every February. We had a large group of Blue Knights. One lost her diamond earring in our garage, and I spent 45 minutes on my hands and knees until we found it for her. We delivered our sleds down to Bethel every March for Kraft Foods. One lodge owner became a good friend, and kept two of our ATV's during the summer and rented them out for us.
Since we closed the business, when the phone rings it's usually for one of the kids. On the weekends that I don't work we can actually go do stuff instead of waiting around for people. What's in store next? Possibly a self-serve car wash down the road from our house. We'll build it and pray for sand and salt in the winter and no rain in the summer. The hours are good and the customer contact is minimal.
Intro 2 - cause essay
It sounded like a great idea at the time: let's run an ATV/snowmobile rental business out of our house. We save on overhead, I get to stay at home, we can work the business around our schedule. Boy, were we wrong. From late customers, broken machines, late night rental inquiries, drop ins and deliveries, running this business out of our home was a drag.
Intro 1 - cause essay
Having your own business has its good points and bad points. I believe, however, that running a business out of your home is more trouble than it's worth. In my case, it was the snowmobile and ATV rental business my husband and I ran out of our house for five years. For every considerate, interesting customer we had the pleasure of meeting, there were three ignorant idiots to contend with.
Graf #8
You can really learn a lot about people by reading their essays. So many different lives and personalities make for some interesting stories. Some students are so descriptive in their writings - I wish that I had some of their talent. Whether I'm of their caliber or not, at least I'm enjoying myself. This class has been good therapy -- where else can you get stuff "off your chest", put it in writing, and call it homework?
Wednesday, September 12, 2007
Graf #7
One of the most cherished people in my life successfully battled stage III cancer 18 months ago, and her will to fight was amazing. I was with Dallas when she got the call. Her body shook. "It's cancer!" she sobbed. Her mom and aunt had both died of cancer. I held her and kissed her head. "It will be ok, Dallas. It's just a bump in the road." She cried. "It's a pretty big bump, Marj." I just held her and said that yes, it was more like a pothole, but we'd all get through it. My brave friend hit the ground running. The very next day she was in Boston seeing a specialist for her type of cancer. She started an aggressive routine of chemotherapy and radiation the following week, and cut her hair short so the cancer couldn't take it.I cut mine as well, and vowed that if she lost the rest of her hair to radiation, then I would shave my head as well. In addition, she went to Boston for two 50 hour treatments of brachytherapy, two weeks apart. "I've got to do it Marj." she said. "I've got weddings to attend and grandbabies to see someday." Her children were 7 and 10. Dallas has been cancer free for almost a year now. Her fight definitely puts things in perspective. Whenever I'm feeling down or going through a rough patch, my beautiful friend hugs me and says "It will be ok, Marj. It's just a bump in the road.". If she can fight for her life and win, I guess my minor problems can be overcome, too.
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
Graf #6
Wow - in my opinion, the best I-search was saved for last! Wedding cakes, weightlifting, geneology, bullet loading, but what do I want to do my I-search on? As a rule, if something affects my life and interests me I research it on my own. You've gotta love the internet! My topic choice was narrowed down to school consolidation (lame and boring) and man vs. woman (too personal). I've got one day to decide - hopefully it will be more interesting than how to bake the perect wedding cake.
Monday, September 10, 2007
Blog #5 Things
In my bedside table is a banner. It is about three feet long and reads "Thanks Mom for a great summer!". My son PJ made this for me in August of 2005, a month before he turned 12. He also made me a personalized calendar for the coming year with August 19 designated "Mom's special day", and a certificate, which I framed, that I was awarded "for being the best mom a kid could ever have". The certificate hangs on the wall on my side of the bed.
I always made sure summers were full of fun for my boys. The summer of 2005 was great. The summer of 2006 was good, but not as fun as I had just started my job at EMMC and didn't have as much time to spend with them. The summer of 2007 was boring for my boys as I was gone 50 hours a week between school and work. I did it for them, but it was hard for them to understand when they were sitting home, bored. Needless to say, I didn't earn any banners or certificates either summer, and had to work on my designated "mom's special day."
The summer of 2007 is pretty much over, and a new school year has begun. When this school year ends, I can't wait for summer of 2008 to come. I'm going to earn myself another banner and certificate.
I always made sure summers were full of fun for my boys. The summer of 2005 was great. The summer of 2006 was good, but not as fun as I had just started my job at EMMC and didn't have as much time to spend with them. The summer of 2007 was boring for my boys as I was gone 50 hours a week between school and work. I did it for them, but it was hard for them to understand when they were sitting home, bored. Needless to say, I didn't earn any banners or certificates either summer, and had to work on my designated "mom's special day."
The summer of 2007 is pretty much over, and a new school year has begun. When this school year ends, I can't wait for summer of 2008 to come. I'm going to earn myself another banner and certificate.
Tuesday, September 4, 2007
Graf #4
I cut my hair with a Flowbee, have short, unpolished nails and wear prescription glasses I paid $8 for at Zennioptical.com. I buy my clothes at yard sales and on clearance. I drive a 4 door red Dodge Ram truck. I live in a large colonial with a three car garage. Summers I drive my Jeep Wrangler with the top off every chance I get. Most summers I spend with my two boys by our pool, alternating swimming and reading. I love dogs and cats and have one of each. I love birds and have birdfeeders set up by a living room window so I can watch them close up. I hate politics and dislike listening to anything remotely political. My idea of a good time is staying home, either watching a movie or playing outside with the boys. I have a flower garden that is pretty in June and usually choked with weeds by August. I'm much better with vegetables. There are three seasons in my life -- soccer season, basketball season, and baseball season. I love watching CSI and Survivor. I read books by Dean Koontz, Stephen King, and any good murder mystery.
Sunday, September 2, 2007
Graf # 3
Inventory of cabinet that I use as a nightstand --
on top -- alarm clock, telephone, eyeglasses, and glass of water
inside--
earplugs
video Monopoly
hand lotion
2 partial bags of bite sized dark chocolate
trazadone and melatonin
Advil, Tylenol, and aspirin
Benadryl
Sam's brand multi-sympton allergy medecine
decongestant, nose strips, and nasal spray
strap on headlight for reading while Paul is sleeping
letter from teenage son stating the many reasons why he needs a new cell phone
notes for a thank you speech I tearfully gave same son's 4/5 multiage teachers
Tums
more lotion
1 Robin Cook novel
1 Stephen King novel
dog nail trimmers
bag of Canine Cuts dog treats
Mother's Day cards
newspaper clippings on "Cosmic Bob", a Downeast transient hit by a car
Appointment card to check younger son's broken wrist on August 18, 2006
a "Thank You Mom" banner PJ made me 3 summers ago
1 crossword book
1 sudoku book with a mechanical pencil inside
Aspercreme, Tiger Balm and Icy-Hot
This person must have problems sleeping -- maybe someone should tell her that chocolate contains CAFFEINE! What is she, a walking pharmacy? She must have a few aches and pains, along with allergies. She probably needs the Tums to help her poor stomach recover from all her OTC meds. Hopefully she doesn't take them all at the same time. Maybe she's smart and she alternates them. She is definitely sentimental, and she must enjoy reading. She must look like a miner when she reads in the dark. Sudoku and crosswords -- maybe she's trying to hold off Alzheimer's. Hopefully, she has a dog and doesn't eat the dog treats herself.
on top -- alarm clock, telephone, eyeglasses, and glass of water
inside--
earplugs
video Monopoly
hand lotion
2 partial bags of bite sized dark chocolate
trazadone and melatonin
Advil, Tylenol, and aspirin
Benadryl
Sam's brand multi-sympton allergy medecine
decongestant, nose strips, and nasal spray
strap on headlight for reading while Paul is sleeping
letter from teenage son stating the many reasons why he needs a new cell phone
notes for a thank you speech I tearfully gave same son's 4/5 multiage teachers
Tums
more lotion
1 Robin Cook novel
1 Stephen King novel
dog nail trimmers
bag of Canine Cuts dog treats
Mother's Day cards
newspaper clippings on "Cosmic Bob", a Downeast transient hit by a car
Appointment card to check younger son's broken wrist on August 18, 2006
a "Thank You Mom" banner PJ made me 3 summers ago
1 crossword book
1 sudoku book with a mechanical pencil inside
Aspercreme, Tiger Balm and Icy-Hot
This person must have problems sleeping -- maybe someone should tell her that chocolate contains CAFFEINE! What is she, a walking pharmacy? She must have a few aches and pains, along with allergies. She probably needs the Tums to help her poor stomach recover from all her OTC meds. Hopefully she doesn't take them all at the same time. Maybe she's smart and she alternates them. She is definitely sentimental, and she must enjoy reading. She must look like a miner when she reads in the dark. Sudoku and crosswords -- maybe she's trying to hold off Alzheimer's. Hopefully, she has a dog and doesn't eat the dog treats herself.
Saturday, September 1, 2007
Graf 2
In Calculus I, I studied hard, memorized formulas, and earned a B. Calculus II brought a different professor and an unusual teaching style.
How hard can Calculus II be if you have memorized the formulas and know how to work the word problems? I sat down to the exam and stared. The three questions on the test were vague and evasive. After reading and rereading them over again I still hadn't the faintest idea what he wanted us to do. I got up and spoke to him. His reply? "If you don't understand what I want then maybe you shouldn't be in this class." Needless to say, I got the worst grade of my life -- a 38. In tears I went to my senior advisor, an electrical engineering student getting ready for graduate school. She didn't understand the exam either, and took it to the Dean of Mathematics, who didn't get it, but all this hullabaloo got me NOWHERE. The asshole had TENURE. I dropped the class and felt like a complete loser until I moved to Oregon and retook the class out there. I got a B.
I would have loved to tell him, but I know he wouldn't have cared -- however I would like to know how you can fail 20 students and still consider yourself a good instructor?
How hard can Calculus II be if you have memorized the formulas and know how to work the word problems? I sat down to the exam and stared. The three questions on the test were vague and evasive. After reading and rereading them over again I still hadn't the faintest idea what he wanted us to do. I got up and spoke to him. His reply? "If you don't understand what I want then maybe you shouldn't be in this class." Needless to say, I got the worst grade of my life -- a 38. In tears I went to my senior advisor, an electrical engineering student getting ready for graduate school. She didn't understand the exam either, and took it to the Dean of Mathematics, who didn't get it, but all this hullabaloo got me NOWHERE. The asshole had TENURE. I dropped the class and felt like a complete loser until I moved to Oregon and retook the class out there. I got a B.
I would have loved to tell him, but I know he wouldn't have cared -- however I would like to know how you can fail 20 students and still consider yourself a good instructor?
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