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The Son of No One [This Next Article]

Cast: Channing Tatum, Ray Liotta

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Obstacle 1

I wish I could eat the salt off of your lost faded lips
We can cap the old times, make playing only logical harm
We can cap the old lines, make playing that nothing else will change
But she can ray, she can ray, she can ray, she can ray, she's bad
She can ray, she can ray, she can ray, she's bad
Oh, she's bad
But it's different now that I'm poor and aging, I'll never see this face again
You go stabbing yourself in the neck
And we can find new ways of living make playing only logical harm
And we can top the old times, clay-making that nothing else will change
But she can ray, she can ray, she can ray, she can ray, she's bad
She can ray, she can ray, she can ray, she's bad
Oh, she's bad
It's different now that I'm poor and aging, I'll never see this place again
You go stabbing yourself in the neck
But it's different now that I'm poor and aging, I'll never see this place again
And you go stabbing yourself in the neck
It's in the way that she posed, it's in the things that she puts in my head
Her stories are boring and stuff, she's always calling my bluff
She puts, she puts the weights into my little heart
And she gets in my room and she takes it apart
She puts the weights into my little heart
I said she puts the weights into my little heart
She packs it away
It's in the way that she walks
Her heaven is never enough
She puts the weights in my heart
She puts, oh she puts the weights into my little heart

song performed by Interpol
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X-ray Eyes

Sometimes you say you dont want my love today
But oh baby, I know what youre aiming at
And I know, I see everything thats in store for me
Well, baby heres your big surprise, yeah
Ive got x-ray eyes, ahh
And I can see right through your lies, ahh
One day youll see, youll come crawling back to me
Im your one and only, thats a fact, yeah
Im the one, the one and only, in the end, baby youll be lonely
Ive got no time for silly goodbyes, yeah
Ive got x-ray eyes (x-ray eyes)
And I can see right through your lies (ahh), yeah
Ive got x-ray eyes (x-ray eyes)
And I can see right through your lies (ahh), yeah, yeah
Ooh, and I know, I see, everything thats in store for me
Well, baby heres your big surprise, yeah
Ive got x-ray eyes (x-ray eyes)
And I can see right through your lies (ahh), yeah
Ive got x-ray eyes (x-ray eyes)
And I can see right through your lies (ahh), yeah
Ive got x-ray eyes (x-ray eyes)
And I can see right through your lies (ahh), yeah
Ive got x-ray eyes (x-ray eyes)
And I can see right through your lies (ahh)
Well, Ive got

song performed by Kiss
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The Loves of the Angels

'Twas when the world was in its prime,
When the fresh stars had just begun
Their race of glory and young Time
Told his first birth-days by the sun;
When in the light of Nature's dawn
Rejoicing, men and angels met
On the high hill and sunny lawn,-
Ere sorrow came or Sin had drawn
'Twixt man and heaven her curtain yet!
When earth lay nearer to the skies
Than in these days of crime and woe,
And mortals saw without surprise
In the mid-air angelic eyes
Gazing upon this world below.

Alas! that Passion should profane
Even then the morning of the earth!
That, sadder still, the fatal stain
Should fall on hearts of heavenly birth-
And that from Woman's love should fall
So dark a stain, most sad of all!

One evening, in that primal hour,
On a hill's side where hung the ray
Of sunset brightening rill and bower,
Three noble youths conversing lay;
And, as they lookt from time to time
To the far sky where Daylight furled
His radiant wing, their brows sublime
Bespoke them of that distant world-
Spirits who once in brotherhood
Of faith and bliss near ALLA stood,
And o'er whose cheeks full oft had blown
The wind that breathes from ALLA'S throne,
Creatures of light such as still play,
Like motes in sunshine, round the Lord,
And thro' their infinite array
Transmit each moment, night and day,
The echo of His luminous word!

Of Heaven they spoke and, still more oft,
Of the bright eyes that charmed them thence;
Till yielding gradual to the soft
And balmy evening's influence-
The silent breathing of the flowers-
The melting light that beamed above,
As on their first, fond, erring hours,-
Each told the story of his love,
The history of that hour unblest,
When like a bird from its high nest

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poem by Thomas Moore
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A poem on divine revelation

This is a day of happiness, sweet peace,
And heavenly sunshine; upon which conven'd
In full assembly fair, once more we view,
And hail with voice expressive of the heart,
Patrons and sons of this illustrious hall.
This hall more worthy of its rising fame
Than hall on mountain or romantic hill,
Where Druid bards sang to the hero's praise,
While round their woods and barren heaths was heard
The shrill calm echo of th' enchanting shell.
Than all those halls and lordly palaces
Where in the days of chivalry, each knight,
And baron brave in military pride
Shone in the brass and burning steel of war;
For in this hall more worthy of a strain
No envious sound forbidding peace is heard,
Fierce song of battle kindling martial rage
And desp'rate purpose in heroic minds:
But sacred truth fair science and each grace
Of virtue born; health, elegance and ease
And temp'rate mirth in social intercourse
Convey rich pleasure to the mind; and oft
The sacred muse in heaven-breathing song
Doth wrap the soul in extasy divine,
Inspiring joy and sentiment which not
The tale of war or song of Druids gave.
The song of Druids or the tale of war
With martial vigour every breast inspir'd,
With valour fierce and love of deathless fame;
But here a rich and splendid throng conven'd
From many a distant city and fair town,
Or rural seat by shore or mountain-stream,
Breathe joy and blessing to the human race,
Give countenance to arts themselves have known,
Inspire the love of heights themselves have reach'd,
Of noble science to enlarge the mind,
Of truth and virtue to adorn the soul,
And make the human nature grow divine.

Oh could the muse on this auspicious day
Begin a song of more majestic sound,
Or touch the lyre on some sublimer key,
Meet entertainment for the noble mind.
How shall the muse from this poetic bow'r
So long remov'd, and from this happy hill,
Where ev'ry grace and ev'ry virtue dwells,
And where the springs of knowledge and of thought
In riv'lets clear and gushing streams flow down
Attempt a strain? How sing in rapture high

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poem by Hugh Henry Brackenridge
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The Son of No One

Cast: Channing Tatum, Al Pacino, Juliette Binoche, Ray Liotta, Katie Holmes, Brian Gilbert, James Ransone

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The Son of No One [Handle It]

Cast: Channing Tatum, Ray Liotta, James Ransone

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Rain Rime

Ray ray ray ray ray ray
T- ray t –ray t- ray t- ray
Tray- tray tray- tray tray- tray
T- rain t- rain t- rain t- rain
Train- rain train- rain train- rain
To rain to rain to rain to rain
T- rhine t- rhine t- rhine t- rhine
To rhine to rhine to rhine to rhine
T- rhyme t- rhyme t -rhyme t- rhyme
To rhine to rhyme to rhine to rhyme
Train to rhine to rain to rhyme
Train to rhine to rain to rhyme

poem by Raveendran N.V.
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... Forever

(performed by dnew featuring temple)
It seemed so nice
From the start
Our hearts could not be torn apart
Wed be together
But only diamonds last forever
Jealous was my lover
Told me that there was no other
Music and lyrics by chris cuben-tatum
Produced by chris cuben-tatum
For ceoncept enterprises international
Saxophone by dnew
Lead vocals by temple
Background vocals by cct
Mediterranean patois by deanna khishaba
Recorded and mixed by chris cuben-tatum
At concept enterprises international studios-chicago
Published by its cee cee tee music (bmi)

song performed by Vanilla Ice
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Channing

Not vainly did old poets tell,
Nor vainly did old genius paint
God's great and crowning miracle,
The hero and the saint!

For even in a faithless day
Can we our sainted ones discern;
And feel, while with them on the way,
Our hearts within us burn.

And thus the common tongue and pen
Which, world-wide, echo Channing's fame,
As one of Heaven's anointed men,
Have sanctified his name.

In vain shall Rome her portals bar,
And shut from him her saintly prize,
Whom, in the world's great calendar,
All men shall canonize.

By Narragansett's sunny bay,
Beneath his green embowering wood,
To me it seems but yesterday
Since at his side I stood.

The slopes lay green with summer rains,
The western wind blew fresh and free,
And glimmered down the orchard lanes
The white surf of the sea.

With us was one, who, calm and true,
Life's highest purpose understood,
And, like his blessed Master, knew
The joy of doing good.

Unlearned, unknown to lettered fame,
Yet on the lips of England's poor
And toiling millions dwelt his name,
With blessings evermore.

Unknown to power or place, yet where
The sun looks o'er the Carib sea,
It blended with the freeman's prayer
And song of jubilee.

He told of England's sin and wrong,
The ills her suffering children know,
The squalor of the city's throng,
The green field's want and woe.

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poem by John Greenleaf Whittier
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Celtic Ray

When lewellyn comes around
And he goes through market town
Youll be on the celtic ray
Are you ready?
When mcmannus comes around
On his early morning rounds
Crying hey...
Youll be on the celtic ray
Ireland, scotland, england and wales
I can hear the mothers voices calling
Children, children, children
When the coal brick man comes round
On a cold november day
Youll be on the celtic ray
Are you ready? are you ready?
Ireland, scotland, england and wales
I can hear the mothers voices calling
Children, children, children
Listen to me! I want to go home.
Listen to me! I want to go home.
Ive been away from the ray too long
Ive been away from the ray too long
All over ireland, scotland, england and wales
I can hear the mothers voices calling
Children, children, come home children
Children, come home on the celtic ray
In the early morning well go walking
Where the light comes shining through
On the celtic ray
Come home children
Come home on the celtic ray

song performed by Van Morrison
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The Four Seasons : Summer

From brightening fields of ether fair disclosed,
Child of the Sun, refulgent Summer comes,
In pride of youth, and felt through Nature's depth:
He comes attended by the sultry Hours,
And ever fanning breezes, on his way;
While, from his ardent look, the turning Spring
Averts her blushful face; and earth, and skies,
All-smiling, to his hot dominion leaves.
Hence, let me haste into the mid-wood shade,
Where scarce a sunbeam wanders through the gloom;
And on the dark-green grass, beside the brink
Of haunted stream, that by the roots of oak
Rolls o'er the rocky channel, lie at large,
And sing the glories of the circling year.
Come, Inspiration! from thy hermit-seat,
By mortal seldom found: may Fancy dare,
From thy fix'd serious eye, and raptured glance
Shot on surrounding Heaven, to steal one look
Creative of the Poet, every power
Exalting to an ecstasy of soul.
And thou, my youthful Muse's early friend,
In whom the human graces all unite:
Pure light of mind, and tenderness of heart;
Genius, and wisdom; the gay social sense,
By decency chastised; goodness and wit,
In seldom-meeting harmony combined;
Unblemish'd honour, and an active zeal
For Britain's glory, liberty, and Man:
O Dodington! attend my rural song,
Stoop to my theme, inspirit every line,
And teach me to deserve thy just applause.
With what an awful world-revolving power
Were first the unwieldy planets launch'd along
The illimitable void! thus to remain,
Amid the flux of many thousand years,
That oft has swept the toiling race of men,
And all their labour'd monuments away,
Firm, unremitting, matchless, in their course;
To the kind-temper'd change of night and day,
And of the seasons ever stealing round,
Minutely faithful: such the All-perfect hand!
That poised, impels, and rules the steady whole.
When now no more the alternate Twins are fired,
And Cancer reddens with the solar blaze,
Short is the doubtful empire of the night;
And soon, observant of approaching day,
The meek'd-eyed Morn appears, mother of dews,
At first faint-gleaming in the dappled east:
Till far o'er ether spreads the widening glow;
And, from before the lustre of her face,

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poem by James Thomson
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G.I. Joe 2: Retaliation

Cast: Channing Tatum, Dwayne Johnson, Ray Park, Bruce Willis, Adrianne Palicki, Ray Stevenson, Arnold Vosloo, Joseph Mazzello, Walton Goggins, Elodie Yung, Jonathan Pryce

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G.I. Joe 2: Retaliation [trailer 2]

Cast: Channing Tatum, Dwayne Johnson, Ray Park, Bruce Willis, Adrianne Palicki, Ray Stevenson, Arnold Vosloo, Joseph Mazzello, Walton Goggins, Elodie Yung, Jonathan Pryce

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G.I. Joe 2: Retaliation [trailer 3]

Cast: Channing Tatum, Dwayne Johnson, Ray Park, Bruce Willis, Adrianne Palicki, Ray Stevenson, Arnold Vosloo, Joseph Mazzello, Walton Goggins, Elodie Yung, Jonathan Pryce

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X-ray

Dont be fooled by appearances,
It only shows what the world already knows
Dont rely on the physical evidence
Of what the x-ray pictures show
Because inside every straight upright citizen a tormented
Emotionally impaired psycologically damaged personality resides
And beside every crooked man stands an angel with wings
And the spirit can do truly wonderous things
As I watch the hump-backed man hobble down the high street
I say a silent prayer for myself
I was taken to the local doctor
For a consultation about my physical health
I heard him ask about my family - history
You see, mrs. davies, it might be hereditary. yes it might
Maybe think about my family, cause socially could be
You were a physical deformity
cos the world only sees what it believes and is revealed in the x-ray
It only knows what it knows, photographs, video and the printed word
Yes/but there is more in this heaven on earth
Than (what)/(what those scientists now and) is revealed on/in the x-ray
Evry morning I got up and looked in the mirror to see if the hump had
Appeared on my back. to my disappointment I was not a freak.
You see, maybe thered be side benefits to become in a cripple,
Side benefits like prioroty seating at football matches. and I thought
If Im gonna be a cripple, Ill go all the way
They could photograph reality,
But they cant picture your fantasy
cos the world only sees what it believes and is revealed in the x-ray
It only knows what it knows, photographs, video and the printed word
Yes/but there is more in this heaven on earth
Than (what)/(what those scientists now and) is revealed on/in the x-ray
cos the world only sees what it believes and is revealed in the x-ray
It only knows what it knows, photographs, video and the printed word
Yes/but there is more in this heaven on earth
Than (what)/(what those scientists now and) is revealed on/in the x-ray

song performed by Kinks
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Ray Of Light

Verse:
Zephyr in the sky at night I wonder
Do my tears of mourning sink beneath the sun
She's got herself a universe gone quickly
For the call of thunder threatens everyone

Chorus:

And I feel like I just got home
And I feel
And I feel like I just got home
And I feel

Faster than the speeding light she's flying
Trying to remember where it all began
She's got herself a little piece of heaven
Waiting for the time when Earth shall be as one

(chorus)

Quicker than a ray of light
Quicker than a ray of light
Quicker than a ray of light

(verse)

And I feel
Quicker than a ray of light
Then gone for
Someone else shall be there
Through the endless years

She's got herself a universe
She's got herself a universe
She's got herself a universe

And I feel
And I feel
And I feel like I just got home
And I feel

Quicker than a ray of light she's flying
Quicker than a ray of light I'm flying

song performed by Madonna from Music
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Sister Ray

(reed,cale,morrison,tucker)
Duck and sally inside
(alt: a drug hit sally inside)
(alt: doc and sally inside)
Thanks to lenny laakso (llaakso@fhs70.iii.net)
Theyre cookin for the down five
Whore starin at miss rayon
Whos busy licking up her pig-pen
Im searching for my mainline
I said I couldnt hit it sideways
I said I couldnt hit it sideways
Just like sister ray said
Rosey and miss rayon
Theyre busy waiting for her booster
Who just got back from carolina
Said she didnt like the weather
Theyre busy waiting for her sailor
Whos dressed in pink and leather
(alt: who said hes just as big as ever)
Hes just here from alabama
He wants to know a way to earn a dollar
Im searching for my mainer
I said I couldnt hit it sideways
I said I couldnt hit it sideways
Just like sister ray said
Cecils got his new piece
He cocks and shoots it bang between three & four
He aims it at the sailor
Shoots him down dead on the floor
Aw, you shouldnt do that
Dont you know youll stain the carpet
Now dont you know youll stain the carpet
And by the way have you got a dollar
Oh, no man, I havent got the time-time
Shes busy sucking on a ding-dong
Hes busy sucking on my ding-dong
Just like sister ray said
Im searching for my mainline
I said I c-c-c-couldnt hit it sideways
I said I c-c-c-couldnt hit it sideways
Just like sister ray says
Whos that knocking
Whos that knocking on my chamber door
Could it be the police?
They come and take me for a ride-ride
But I havent got the time-time
Shes been sucking on my ding-dong
Shes busy sucking on my ding-dong
Just like sister ray said
Im searching for my mainline

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song performed by Velvet Underground
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Poulain The Prisoner

I.

BEYOND his silent vault green springs went by,
The river flashed along its open way,
Blithe swallows flitted in their billowy play,
And the sweet lark went quivering up the sky.
With him was stillness and his heart's dumb cry
And darkness of the tomb through hopeless day,
Save that along the wall one single ray
Shifted, through jealous loop-holes, westerly.

One single ray: and where its light could fall
His rusty nail carved saints and angels there,
And warriors, and slim girls with braided hair,
And blossomy boughs, and birds athwart the air.
Rude work, but yet a world. And light for all
Was one slant ray upon a prison wall.

II.

One ray, and in its track hlie lived and wrought,
And in free wideness of the world, I know,
One said, 'Fair sunshine, yet it serves not so,
It needs a tenderer when I shape my thought;'
And, ''Tis too brown and molten in the drought,'
And, ''Tis too wan a greyness in this snow,'
And would have toiled, but wearied and was woe,
While days stole past and had bequeathed him nought.

Maybe in Gisors, round the fortress mead—
Gisors where now, when fair-time brings its press,
They seek the prisoner's tower to gaze and guess
And love the work he made in loneliness—
One cursed the gloom, and died without a deed,
The while he carved where his one ray could lead.

III.

'Oh loneliness! oh darkness!' so we wail,
Crying to life to give we know not what,
The hope not come, the ecstasy forgot,
The things we should have had and, needing, fail,
Nor know what thing it was for which we ail,
And, like tired travellers to an unknown spot,
Pass listless, noting only 'Yet 'tis not,'
And count the ended day an empty tale.

Ah me! to linger on in dim repose
And feel the numbness over hand and thought,
And feel the silence in the heart, that grows.

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poem by Augusta Davies Webster
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The Corsair

'O'er the glad waters of the dark blue sea,
Our thoughts as boundless, and our soul's as free
Far as the breeze can bear, the billows foam,
Survey our empire, and behold our home!
These are our realms, no limits to their sway-
Our flag the sceptre all who meet obey.
Ours the wild life in tumult still to range
From toil to rest, and joy in every change.
Oh, who can tell? not thou, luxurious slave!
Whose soul would sicken o'er the heaving wave;
Not thou, vain lord of wantonness and ease!
whom slumber soothes not - pleasure cannot please -
Oh, who can tell, save he whose heart hath tried,
And danced in triumph o'er the waters wide,
The exulting sense - the pulse's maddening play,
That thrills the wanderer of that trackless way?
That for itself can woo the approaching fight,
And turn what some deem danger to delight;
That seeks what cravens shun with more than zeal,
And where the feebler faint can only feel -
Feel - to the rising bosom's inmost core,
Its hope awaken and Its spirit soar?
No dread of death if with us die our foes -
Save that it seems even duller than repose:
Come when it will - we snatch the life of life -
When lost - what recks it but disease or strife?
Let him who crawls enamour'd of decay,
Cling to his couch, and sicken years away:
Heave his thick breath, and shake his palsied head;
Ours - the fresh turf; and not the feverish bed.
While gasp by gasp he falters forth his soul,
Ours with one pang - one bound - escapes control.
His corse may boast its urn and narrow cave,
And they who loath'd his life may gild his grave:
Ours are the tears, though few, sincerely shed,
When Ocean shrouds and sepulchres our dead.
For us, even banquets fond regret supply
In the red cup that crowns our memory;
And the brief epitaph in danger's day,
When those who win at length divide the prey,
And cry, Remembrance saddening o'er each brow,
How had the brave who fell exulted now!'

II.
Such were the notes that from the Pirate's isle
Around the kindling watch-fire rang the while:
Such were the sounds that thrill'd the rocks along,
And unto ears as rugged seem'd a song!
In scatter'd groups upon the golden sand,
They game-carouse-converse-or whet the brand:

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poem by Byron
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The Castle Of Indolence

The castle hight of Indolence,
And its false luxury;
Where for a little time, alas!
We lived right jollily.

O mortal man, who livest here by toil,
Do not complain of this thy hard estate;
That like an emmet thou must ever moil,
Is a sad sentence of an ancient date:
And, certes, there is for it reason great;
For, though sometimes it makes thee weep and wail,
And curse thy star, and early drudge and late;
Withouten that would come a heavier bale,
Loose life, unruly passions, and diseases pale.
In lowly dale, fast by a river's side,
With woody hill o'er hill encompass'd round,
A most enchanting wizard did abide,
Than whom a fiend more fell is no where found.
It was, I ween, a lovely spot of ground;
And there a season atween June and May,
Half prankt with spring, with summer half imbrown'd,
A listless climate made, where, sooth to say,
No living wight could work, ne cared even for play.
Was nought around but images of rest:
Sleep-soothing groves, and quiet lawns between;
And flowery beds that slumbrous influence kest,
From poppies breathed; and beds of pleasant green,
Where never yet was creeping creature seen.
Meantime, unnumber'd glittering streamlets play'd,
And hurled every where their waters sheen;
That, as they bicker'd through the sunny glade,
Though restless still themselves, a lulling murmur made.
Join'd to the prattle of the purling rills
Were heard the lowing herds along the vale,
And flocks loud bleating from the distant hills,
And vacant shepherds piping in the dale:
And, now and then, sweet Philomel would wail,
Or stock-doves plain amid the forest deep,
That drowsy rustled to the sighing gale;
And still a coil the grasshopper did keep;
Yet all these sounds yblent inclined all to sleep.
Full in the passage of the vale, above,
A sable, silent, solemn forest stood;
Where nought but shadowy forms was seen to move,
As Idless fancied in her dreaming mood:
And up the hills, on either side, a wood
Of blackening pines, aye waving to and fro,
Sent forth a sleepy horror through the blood;
And where this valley winded out, below,
The murmuring main was heard, and scarcely heard, to flow.

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poem by James Thomson
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