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From The Rink To The Pawpaw Festival

September 13th, 2014 Jorma 11 comments
Smors and the moon... perfect

Smors and the moon... perfect

We had a great family cookout and then a campfire with smors… not too hot… not too cold. Perfect way to appreciate the coming of Fall.

Country girl with her Samsung Galaxie, waiting to go skating

County girl with her Samsung Galaxie, waiting to go skating

Izze conned me into going skating with her again… well, I didn’t need too much conning. I just need to heed my body’s warnings about what I can and can’t do on blades anymore. That said… it is still really all good.

The old man... and the frozen sea (apologies to Hemingway)

The old man... and the frozen sea (apologies to Hemingway)

Friday came, and it was Shabbat Shalom at the Hillel in Athens.

Loved this passage

Loved this passage

It was my first time back at services this Fall, and to be back with the community was a blessing indeed. After services, Nessa and Izze and I stopped off at the Court Street Diner for dinner. Love this place… and the senior citizen discount. It used to be 20%. They cut it down to 10% but if you get there before 0900, you qualify for the Early Bird Special which adds another 10%. Just sayin’.

Last night we watched The Hornets Nest about one of our elite units in Afghanistan. This is a must see, in my opinion.Today we all went to the 2014 Pawpaw Festival at Lake Snowden. This is my second year at the Pawpaw Festival and a good time was had by all.

Yeah, they had snakes.

Yeah, they had snakes.

The first thing we saw, were snakes. Now I’m not really a snake person, but this was pretty cool… from a safe distance.

The totem pole

The totem pole

There was a sacred fire circle… totemic sculptures… all good stuff.

The girls go shopping

The girls go shopping

who would have thought tye die would be an enduring industry?

who would have thought tye die would be an enduring industry?

A we were getting ready to leave, I saw bunch of stilts at the Haulin’ Hoof Farm booth. Just seeing stilts brought me back to when I was a kid… not even a teenager. My Mother was born on a tobacco farm in East Windsor, Connecticut. It was still in operation when I was young. We drove up there one summer and I got to spend a couple of days ‘working’ on the farm. After the harvested the tobacco, they speared the stalks with a lathe and when the lathes were full, they hung them in the barn to cure. The spearing was too dangerous for an inept city kid like me, but the hangers walked on stilts to hang the full lathes at various levels in the barn. My Grandfather Ben, taught me how to walk on the stilts. ‘Pull up with your hands, push down with your feet.’ And so it was.

I bought a pair… messed around a little and…

And so… over 60 years later, here I am.

It's like riding a bike...

It's like riding a bike...

Check out the Haulin’ Hoof Farm website. www.haulinhooffarm.com.

Onward…

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I Remember 9-11-2001

September 11th, 2014 Jorma 13 comments
My friend, David Weiss

My friend, David Weiss

Another year has passed, and here it is September 11, once more. My friend Jerry and I usually ride a memorial run at this time each year. This year we drove. Jer’ wasn’t feeling up to snuff. David was the first name with a face for me on that fateful morning… I use his name, but I honor them all. In some respects it seems like yesterday that the world turned that corner… and yet it is thirteen years ago. It is up to us who remember that fateful morning in the first person to take special care to carry the tell to those who were too young to remember that day…

I remember in 2003 I was on a Rt. 66 motorcycle trip back and forth across the country with Jerry. We stopped in Oklahoma City to pay our respects at the Murrah Memorial. It is a very powerful memorial indeed. Anyway, we were talking to one of the law enforcement officers stationed on site. ‘Some people say we need to forget this and get past it,’ he said… paused, and then continued. ‘We need to remember this every day!’ I couldn’t agree more.

As for the victims of 9/11/2001… may they rest in peace. They, and their families are often in my prayers.

Normally, Jerry and I ride our motorcycles as I intimated. Jer’ had some physical issues today so we did it in my truck.

We both remember, and I hope you do too.

Onward!

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Rockin’ At Lockn’ And Home

September 8th, 2014 Jorma 18 comments
Izze tickles the ivories on the street in Lychburg

Izze tickles the ivories on the street in Lychburg

Lynchburg, Virginia is an immensely cool college town… no Interstates go there. What a concept. There are tuned and decorated uprights on the street… Izze sat right down and played a tune.

Taj Mahal and Me...

Taj Mahal and Me...

Back at the Holiday Inn, I ran into my old pal, Taj Mahal in the lobby. We stopped to chat for a while. Sorry I missed his set. He’s a master! I must get him to the Fur Peace Ranch. Perhaps next year!

Some good food at the Market At Main and a walk about town.

Nothing like an old wall for an architectural foto

Nothing like an old wall for an architectural foto

Lynchburg is girdled by malls just like any small town in America… but the nucleus is still a real small town.

WW I monument...  Lynchburg

WW I monument... Lynchburg

The 6th of September was my son Zach’s 17th birthday and he came down to spend the day with me and go to Lockn’. He was going to play a song with Hot Tuna on the Triangle Stage so we thought a little rehearsal might be in order.

Been So Long... together... Zach and I

Been So Long... together... Zach and I

Foto by Vanessa Kaukonen

Zach has been playing my tune, Been So Long, for a year now… and he nails it every time.

The afternoon of the 6th... Lockn'

The afternoon of the 6th... Lockn'

Foto by Phil Jacobs

Our set at Lockn’ was supposed to be at midnight… after Tom Petty’s set on the main stage. Weather intervened, however, and the Festival was locked down for a while. Our set was postponed to 0100. The skies cleared… Tom Petty rocked out and then good old Hot Tuna hit the Triangle Stage.

We called Zach out to join us for the first song of our set… Been So Long.

Been So Long with Zach

Been So Long with Zach

Here is our set list:

Hot Tuna 61, 2014
The Acoustic Trio
Jorma Kaukonen, Jack Casady
& Barry Mitterhoff
Lock’n
Arrington, Virginia
Saturday, September 6, 2014

1. Been So Long with Zachary Kearse
2. Nobody Knows You When You’re Down & Out
3. Mama Let Me Lay It On You
4. Hesitation Blues
5. I’ll Let You Know Before I Leave
6. How Long Blues
7. Full Go Round for Brian Farmer
8. Children Of Zion
9. Bar Room Crystal Ball
10. Water Song
11. 99 Year Blues
12. I Am The Light Of This World
13. Let Us Get Together Right Down Here
14. Candy Man
15. I Know You Rider
16. Encore: Keep On Truckin’ Mama

Zach and Jorma onstage

Zach, Jorma and the Boys onstage

Good time at Lockn’ and great to have the seventeen year old on board! Finished our set, got to the hotel at 0400, slept to 0630 and then a fast six hour drive home in time for Izze to practice some archery.

The view down range

The view down range

Monday here at Hillside Farm… homeschooling Izze and getting ready to fix her some lunch. It sure feels like Fall today. The seasons are sliding by for sure.

Onward

A Trip To Lynchburg With Lockn’ In The Offing

September 6th, 2014 Jorma 15 comments
Sunset before the drive

Sunset before the drive

A beautiful evening at home before the drive to Virginia… The hot Ohio weather has returned, and you know… that’s OK. The Farmer’s Almanac says it’s going to be another harsh winter so we’re enjoying this as long as we can.

Izze and Maverick... post dinner

Izze and Maverick... post dinner

The big Mav’ was hanging with us after dinner… as always. We love this dog, plus… when he barks the windows rattle.

Coffee on the porch... with Mom's old Flag

Coffee on the porch... with Mom's old Flag

Beatrice’s old flag from Talmont in Tahoe… keeps us company every morning at the pergola.

After a beautiful ride from Ohio, through the mountains of West Virginia and Virginia, we arrived in Lynchburg in time to dine at Ty Thai.

This place rocks!

This place rocks!

Tonight, Hot Tuna plays at midnight on the Triangle Stage after Tom Petty’s show on the main stage.

Jorma on the steps of the Beatrice Love Kitchen

Jorma on the steps of the Beatrice Love Kitchen

That’s about it for now… thinking about the coming Fall at home…

My front yard

My front yard

Yeah, it’s a trick shot I know, but I like it anyway. Filters… I love them!

Northeast Weekend

September 1st, 2014 Jorma 19 comments
Cool stuff at Mille's

Cool stuff at Mille's

I was able to snag my son Zach, for the last week of his vacation… we got a couple of motorcycle rides in and got to eat at Millie’s in Rutland, Ohio.

The ride home...

The ride home...

A nice ride home back to Hillside Farm… and ready to leave on Thursday for New York.

On our way to Amagansett and Stephen Talkhouse we stopped for the night in Riverhead and on Friday morning for breakfast we went to Anthony Meras’ Star Confectionery for breakfast.

Zach outside Star Confectionery

Zach outside Star Confectionery

If you’re ever in Riverhead… you gotta stop by… at least for a shake.

Very old school!

Very old school!

Next stop… Montauk Point.

The young man and the sea...

The young man and the sea...

A perfect day… not too hot… not too cool… no fog!

Then… the Talkouse.

Barry, Jorma & G.E.

Barry, Jorma & G.E.

Foto by Phil Jacobs

Here is our set list from Friday night:

Jorma Kaukonen & Barry Mitterhoff 5, 2014
Stephen Talkhouse
Amagansett, New York
Friday, August 29, 2014

1. Re-Enlistment Blues
2. Children Of Zion
3. Full Go Round
4. I’ll Let You Know Before I Leave
5. Brother Can You Spare A Dime
6. Let Us Get Together Right Down Here
7. In My Dreams
8. Bar Room Crystal Ball
9. Water Song
10. Barbeque King, GE joins us
11. Hesitation Blues
12. Long Gone From Kentucky, GE sings
13. Good Shepherd
14. Let It Rock, GE sings
15. Come Back Baby
16. That’ll Never Happen No More
17. I Know You Rider
18. Encore: Keep Your Lamps Trimmed & Burning

G.E. and Barry backstage at the T'House

G.E. and Barry backstage at the T'House

Great hanging with G.E., picking some tunes with him and enjoying Peter Hohnerkamp’s domain… filled with delightful eccentrics.

Phil and Zach in the Jaguar

Phil and Zach in the Jaguar

On the way to Hudson, Phil let Zach drive his Jag giving the young man a taste of exotic machinery and NY traffic. Good times.

The we pulled into Helsinki… in Hudson N.Y.

Helsinki Hudson

Helsinki Hudson

What a beautiful club. We can hardly wait to get back to this one. Here is our set list:

Jorma Kaukonen & Barry Mitterhoff 6, 2014
Helsinki Hudson
Hudson, New York
Saturday, August 30, 2014

1. Nobody Knows You When You’re Down & Out
2. Children Of Zion
3. Second Chances
4. I’ll Let You Know Before I Leave
5. How Long Blues
6. I See The Light
7. Heart Temporary
8. Hesitation Blues
9. Brother Can You Spare A Dime
10. Come Back Baby
11. Let Us Get Together Right Down Here
12. In My Dreams
13. 99 Year Blues
14. The Terrible Operation
15. Bar Room Crystal Ball
16. Water Song
17. Vicksburg Stomp
18. Barbeque King
19. Good Shepherd
20. I Am The Light Of This World
21. Nine Pound Hammer
22. Encore: Embryonic Journey

Good job Jorma!

Good job Jorma!

Early Sunday morning, Phil and I went over to Tanzy’s at 223 Warren St. in Hudson. We were meeting some folks there to present a surprise Fur Peace Ranch Gift Certificate to this cool gentlemen whose extremely thoughtful wife gave him a session for his 50th birthday. What a woman.

Tanzy's rocks!

Tanzy's rocks!

The food was delicious… fellowship outstanding!

A weekend of old school... Tanzy's

A weekend of old school... Tanzy's

Then it was time for the drive home.

A young man and a truck... Pennsylvania truck stop

A young man and a truck... Pennsylvania truck stop

I dropped Zach of with his Mom in Hagerstown. Tomorrow is his first day as a Junior in High School. Boy does the time fly! Seems like only yesterday that… oh well.

We beat feet on down the road and before you know it, we were in West Virginia.

Sunset on Rt. 50

Sunset on Rt. 50

Foto by Myron Hart

Home by 2230… Nessa waited up for me… Izze was sound asleep.

Great weekend, but there’s no place like home!

Catching Up… A Week’s Worth

August 25th, 2014 Jorma 9 comments
Heading out of Meigs

Heading out of Meigs

So, last Wednesday I started up to Columbus around 2000 to pick my son Zach up at the airport. ON Rt. 33 just off my home road, I noticed this great sunset and just had to take a shot. Zach came in around 2230 and we burned it back to the county so we could get some sleep and hit Burr Oak Lake on Thursday with my pal Jerry, my nephew Montana and Zach and Izze.

We got to the marina about 1000 just in time to snag a pontoon boat.

Let that girl drive...

Let that girl drive...

There was some rain coming according to the radar, our luck was holding.

Zach, surveying his fiefdom

Zach, surveying his fiefdom

Burr Oak is one of those CCC projects… used to be a reservoir… now it’s just a big, beautiful lake for all to enjoy.

Da kidz enjoying the voyage

Da kidz enjoying the voyage

Good times were abounding.

Little bit of rain... who cares?

Little bit of rain... who cares?

A great day for all. Friday, we all headed to the Fur Peace Ranch for a weekend with Tom Feldman on slide, Roy Book Binder, Livingston Taylor and myself. A great weekend of music and fellowship!

If you build it, they will come...

If you build it, they will come...

Saturday night was beautiful… very beautiful. A hot August Ohio night… with good music and lots of people. What a great show Roy and Livingston put on!

Zach and Hurl backstage at the Station

Zach and Hurl backstage at the Station

Before you know it, it was Sunday and student performance.

The campers and us in front of the Station

The campers and us in front of the Station

Tom and I did a little show for the folks Sunday night and Zach and I road our motorcycles home to Hillside Farm. This was his first night ride, so I took the lead. There was a scent in the air… it reminded me of when I was sixteen in Manila, P.I. and I would drive my Lambretta at night. Through the hot, muggy night, the smell of copra would wrap us in it’s sweet aroma. It was like a window time for me. Maybe I was the only rider who got to smell that tropical smell… who knows.

For a very brief moment, I was sixteen again. Nice… that doesn’t happen often.

Today, a half a day of camp and then Zach and I took a 70 mile ride and met the girls at the China Panda in Athens for dinner… then a ride home.

Good times… very good!

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Couple’s Weekend At The Fur Peace Ranch

August 18th, 2014 Jorma 21 comments

Monday afternoon… 1555… Couple’s Weekend At The Fur Peace Ranch is over and I’m already starting to have separation anxieties. All weekends here are special, but to have all the ladies on board for a weekend adds a special dimension.

Teaching this weekend we had my old friend and band mate Pete Sears. Pete was here to give a bass workshop which he did in spades. He’s a good one for sure. He also came to play with Moonalice, but we’ll get to that in a minute.
Barry Mitterhoff was the masterful conductor of the Mandolin Orchestra class and Dave Revels (Shadows Of The 60’s) lent his spirit and his magic to the men and women in his vocal class… and, hey… I was there too!

Two old dogs... the two Jerry's

Two old dogs... the two Jerry's

Foto by one of the campers

Jerry S. seen here with me on the porch swing by the Workshop is one of my oldest friends here in Southeast Ohio. As some might know, my nickname used to be ‘Jerry,’ so there you are.

Moonalice soundchecks...

Moonalice soundchecks...

Roger McNamee, John Molo and Barry Sless make up the Moonalice gang. Moonalice’s music knocked out the folks here in Southeast Ohio… and it was a total production… light show… the works! Well… before they took the stage, Barry and I played a set and here is our set list:

Jorma Kaukonen & Barry Mitterhoff 4, 2014
The Fur Peace Station
Darwin, Ohio
Friday, August 15, 2014

1. Re-Enlistment Blues
2. Full Go Round
3. Living In The Moment
Brother Can You Spare A Dime… thanks Pete
4. Vicksburg Stomp
5. Come Back Baby
6. Prohibition Blues
7. In My Dreams
8. Keep Your Lamps Trimmed And Burning

Pete Sears backstage with the cricket bat steel guitar

Pete Sears backstage with the cricket bat steel guitar

Sunday at the Student Performance, Hurl’s Girls sang beautifully as always and Gail Kaufman signed the words.

You go girl!

You go girl!

By this morning… one more workshop and a heartfelt good goodbye.

Old friends... good times!

Old friends... good times!

foto by Bob Doherty

Well… that’s it for another great weekend of fellowship and music. As Roy Rogers would have said:

‘May the good Lord take a liking to you!’

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Fur Peace Ranch Youtube & Dinner At John’s

August 14th, 2014 Jorma 3 comments

Produced by Fur Peace Ranch and Kevin Morgan Studio, directed by Andie Walla, we’ve got some great new stuff for y’all to see.

Check out Fur Peace Ranch The Movie Trailer. Also… trailer 2, Pick ‘n’ Putt. Don’t miss the Steve Kimock one either.

Thanks ya’ll… this rocks… and all the workshops for 2015 at the FPR are now posted. Scroll to the bottom of the page.

OK…

Antipasta

Antipasta

Last Sunday we descended on John Hurlbut’s homestead and good friends got together to break bread and cook dinner.

Come and get it...

Come and get it...

Home grown beef and pork… organic vegetables… bounties of the earth. A veritable cornucopia of goodness!

Good food, good meat, Good G_d...

Good food, good meat, Good G_d...

Good thing I went to the gym on Monday!

The Amish gazebo

The Amish gazebo

My Amish neighbors made this oak gazebo for me out of trees they timbered in my back yard. I’ll be having coffee here Friday morning before I head on over the the Ranch for classes and Couple’s Weekend.

Onward!!!!

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Bounty On The Bricks

August 10th, 2014 Jorma 5 comments

We had such a great time at Bounty On The Bricks in Athens, Ohio. Needless to say, tickets sold out quickly… we were so lucky to get in. Anyway, Vanessa wrote such a nice article I thought I’d abdicate my space and just let her do the talking:

The old Athena on Court Street spreads the news

The old Athena on Court Street spreads the news

‘Hey now, Vanessa here… every once in a blue moon or in this case a super moon, I get to hijack Jorma’s blog. Since I was a part of this amazing night we just had…..I thought I would weigh in. We live just outside of Athens, Ohio. If you’ve never been here…in the rolling foothills of southeast Ohio…..you owe it to yourself to take a drive and see what it’s all about. We don’t have an ocean, we don’t have the Eiffel tower, and we don’t an Arch but we have the beauty of the land and so much more and if you are paying attention it calls out to you with it’s lush hills and it’s music that’s played in all four corners of the county from the Fur Peace Ranch to pubs in Athens. This place is gentle and wild, rustic and new, peaceful though mighty, sustainable and fresh… not to mention we have a community full a great folks who really care about where they live. Jorma stumbled on our little part of the world in 1985 with his band, There Goes the Neighborhood and we ended up here in 1990.

The Athens Celtic Sessions Band

The Athens Celtic Sessions Band

Foto by Vanessa Kaukonen

Tonight…..we were in the heart of it all at the 2nd Annual Bounty on the Bricks. The bricks is Court Street that runs from one end of town to the other. The bounty was indeed a bounty…a feast…a garden of delights served to about 330 community members who sat at a table that stretched almost the length of Court Street. Hosted by the Athens Foundation who’s goal is to provide funding for education, health, social services, animal welfare, public affairs, recreation, the environment and arts, culture and humanities. Seems like a lot in that one sentence….but they do so much more. They are committed to engaging and maintaining a healthy and inclusive community where there are opportunities for everyone. Tonight….the money raised on tickets sales for this dining extravaganza will be shared with a 7 county wide stretch of food pantries to enhance their capacity to serve more healthy foods to those in need. Last year, 18 pantries and 196,000 people were effected by their generous donation.

Jorma at the Courthouse, pickin' not picketing

Jorma at the Courthouse, pickin' not picketing

Foto by Vanessa Kaukonen

The event sold out quick….I was on vacation when the tickets went on sale. When I found out about it I called them from the beach in Maine. I had to miss last years event because we had a show at the Fur Peace Ranch…..I just couldn’t miss another year. I pled my case and offered up my husband, Jorma to maybe kick off the event with a few tunes. Thank you Jorma! He got us in. I invited my sis, Ginger, one of the original designers of the Fur Peace idea and John Hurlbut….our great Ranch Manager and old friend. It seemed like everyone we knew was there in what had to be the social event of the summer. The weather was perfect, and the buzz of everyone meeting up and listening to some great music that included, Athens Celtic Session Band, Jorma (thank you, thank you again), Rye Burhans & Words of Mouth Jazz Band were electrifying. When the dinner bell rang, Jorma had just finished up his last tune. I have to say that the dinner bell got more applause than the ol’ man…..but that’s OK. We’d been waiting all week for this.

The menu... a veritable cornucopia of goodness

The menu... a veritable cornucopia of goodness

Foto by Vanessa Kaukonen

The food was over the top delicious and all of it came from our community of growers and farmers. Integration Acres Goat Cheese, Shagbark Mills Corn Meal Crisp, Green Edge Leaf Greens, Shade Winery Cabernet, King Farm Chicken and Pork, , Vest Farm Kale & Chard, Snowville Creamery Sweetened Whipped Cream, Avalanche Bakery Artisan Breads, Herbal Sage Teas , Jackie O’s Artisan Beer and more wine provided by Raven’s Glen and Kinkead Wineries.

Let the eating begin!

Let the eating begin!

And it did...

And it did...

I could list the menu items….but it would take up another entire blog. Let’s just say that the food was mouthwatering. The Chef…Master Chef Alfonso A. Contrisciani outdid himself! It took the hard work of the Athens Foundation Committee Members to pull this off and a whole lot of volunteers. Such a treat to have a night out away from our own busy schedule at Fur Peace and to be able to sit amongst friends and no matter where you looked there were people that cared enough to make this night happen.’

Bon appetit

Bon appetit

Foto by Vanessa Kaukonen

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Arrow Of Destiny

August 8th, 2014 Jorma 16 comments
Dead aim...

Dead aim...

You know, I was just ruminating on what an ephemeral flame life is. I got an email from a friend yesterday. A mutual friend’s 24 year old daughter died in a single car crash. She left behind a six year old son… and a grieving family. I have no idea about the facts surrounding this accident, and frankly… they really don’t matter at this point. When I was 24, I thought I’d live forever… or at least until it didn’t matter any more. If you look at the picture at the top of this post, my daughter Izze has just loosed an arrow from her compound bow… I caught it in flight… an accident that makes for a great picture. The arrow was a dead bulls eye and pierced the target with the crack of a .22 rifle.

Sometimes we loose an arrow with the best of intentions and have no real idea where it is going to land… sometimes it goes where we desire. At my age, G_d gives and takes as always… sometimes the taking can be very profound. Being almost 74 is not the new anything… it is just being 74… still on the seventy side of eighty. My body feels the constraints of age as does everyone’s. My son says I have a young spirit. I hope that’s true… I think it’s true. My body, well… time waits for no man.

We save precious things for that precious moment. Sometimes the things are gone and the moment never came. Our time on earth must be treasured, but not hoarded. I was a little tired this afternoon, but I got up off my lazy butt, got Izze with her bow and arrows… went over to my sister in law’s farm, sprung my nephew with his bow and arrows and played arrow caddy for the kids for a couple of hours while they practiced.

Time well spent.

Sometimes trying to savor the moment is like trying to hold back a river with your fingers. I have really been into Karine Polwart lately and this verse from ‘The Sun’s Coming Over The Hill,’ comes to mind.

‘Now there’s some say you get what you deserve, but they’re wrong
Sometimes you get what you’re given, and then it’s all gone
And you are lucky if you are sufficiently strong
To daily decide not to die’

I am happy where I am today, which is as it should be. There is no other place I could be. I do my best to maintain balance with nature and to be there for my family. Today, I see my musical abilities in terms of being a story teller and my stories are not done yet. There is yet a tale to be told.

For me, acceptance and adaptation are the keys to the kingdom. This could change tomorrow, but today, that’s how it is.

I grieve for my friend’s daughter… her life is done before it could really begin and sad to say, there are many stories like this. I daily resolve to make the most out of every minute granted me here on earth…

Dad's hands...

Dad's hands...

Foto by Izze Kaukonen

I’m no longer the Big Dog… now I’m just the Old Dog…

Thank goodness for friends!

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