Slammed by Hyde (and Jekyll) near the end

As I wrote a couple of weeks back, I found a spate of Jekyll and Hyde-related films right as I was wrapping up. Which is inconvenient but better than finding them after I finish.

DR. JEKYLL AND MR. HYDE (2003) was unavailable to stream last time I checked but by the vagaries of such things, it suddenly turned up on Prime. John Hannah stars in an unremarkable film following the template of the Spencer Tracy adaptation : Jekyll plans to test his experimental drug on a madman who dies, so why not test it on himself? Oops.

The more adaptations I watch, the more I’m impressed that the Fredric March version takes a half-hour before the first transformation and yet it isn’t boring; this film, like so many, is tedious. The most interesting aspect is that Sir Danvers Carew (David Warner) has Jekyll take a new maid into his household who turns out to be Carew’s illegimate daughter, the half-sister to Jekyll’s fiancee. That feels like it should lead to something … but it doesn’t. “The mind controls the body but who controls the mind?”

The Argentinian EL EXTRANO CASE DEL HOMBRE Y LA BESTIA (1951) is another one that suddenly turned up online, though unfortunately without any subtitles. This starts off like Stevenson (the story of the trampling, the will, the encounter by the laboratory door) then goes it’s own way with Jekyll’s wife’s pregnancy giving Jekyll the strength to resist the temptation to become Hyde. Only four years later, playing with his kid, the doctor notices his hands are turning hairy … From what I’ve read online this has a lot of A-list talent from Argentine cinema but I can’t say it worked for me. Though obviously I’m missing a lot.

CARMILLA HYDE (2010) is an Aussie film in which a straitlaced young woman’s friends decide to loosen her up by getting her drunk, drugged and raped (the term “friends” is doing a lot of work here …). To help deal with it her therapist gives her a split personality to handle the emotions until she can process them; before long, however, “Carmilla Hyde” is taking over and also taking revenge on her so called friends. And it turns out the therapist has some secrets of his own … Appendix material only. “My brother blames me — the evil child that destroyed the family.”

IGOR (2008) is also appendix material but I wish I’d had more time to pay attention to it. The story of a small kingdom of mad scientists has the eponymous assistant hoping his invention will elevate him above a mere lab worker, but a scheming rival plans to steal his secrets with the help of shapeshifter Jacqueline Hyde. “Everyone has an evil bone in their body but it’s up to us to decide whether to use it.”

Discovering the 1970s THE GHOST BUSTERS was available online, I watched their episode dealing with the ghosts of Jekyll and Hyde. This series dealt with three inept ghost hunters (Larry Storch, Forrest Tucker and Bob Burns in a gorilla suit) who work through endless shticks and comedy routines that bury the nominal plot (Jekyll’s scheme to free himself from having to haunt houses alongside Hyde). None of it was funny. This has nothing to do with the later films though Filmation revived it as a cartoon when the first Ghostbusters film hit big; a fight over the name is why the film spinoff cartoon was labeled The Real Ghostbusters.

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Sometimes the only way to make a choice is not to choose

I love cooking. The past year (I’ve probably mentioned this before) I’ve found myself going back to the same recipes over and over; when I try to pick something else, my mind goes blank.

It finally occurred to me that the sheer amount of options available — recipe books, online recipes bookmarked, old copies of Vegetarian Times — is what’s freezing me up. I used to work around this by keeping a list of my cookbooks on my computer and working through it, one cookbook this week, a different one the next. I didn’t have to sit and think about which book to use and not choosing freed me up.

I’ve no idea why I stopped but I started this week by making up the list again. I found it much easier to pick recipes — a potato and lentil dish, chocolate brownies, a chia/raspberry pudding (I have a packet of frozen raspberries I need to use up). I think that’s a good sign.

Now as to writing … last week, as I mentioned, was a mess. I got Jekyll and Hyde out late due to coping with medical stuff, doggy care, little errands, etc., etc. It would have been nice if this week had been smooth sailing … but no. I had to take the car in today for a broken rear light. I opted to Lyft back (the dealer’s shuttle service proved unreliable) which took more time than waiting on-site but hanging out over there is kind of wearying (I’ve had experience). On top of that, we had the dogs get shots Tuesday and Wednesday Trixie went in for a small growth on one of her legs. The vet says it’s not a life-threatening thing but they wanted to biopsy it and get it off her.

Somehow we’d convinced ourselves recovery was no big. Oops. She’s not to jump on anything, run, climb stairs, jump off anything for about 10 days. So now she’s in a cage like Plushie. And if I’m not in it and she’s awake, she looks at me in despair.

Yes, it’s a cone of shame situation too.

Needless to say, I melt and sit in there as much as possible, hence the presence of my husband pillow on the floor. However it’s not comfortable and I have to sit on the couch at least part of the work day to focus, sad stare or not.

Oh, and we had the housekeepers in. Let’s just say that moving those two cages so they could clean was a challenge. It used to be the cleaning didn’t get in the way of work but now I spend it sitting upstairs with Wisp and Snowdrop in the spare bedroom. It’s hard to focus.

Despite which I somehow managed a good work week. I got about 12,000 words on the next draft of The Impossible Takes a Little Longer. This time I’ve set it in 1984 (slightly alternate history) and I think that’s really improving things. The opening is way more intense and my other ideas seem to be adapting to fit smoother than I thought.

I resumed work on Savage Adventures, rewriting the 1940-42 entries and noting where I needed to go back and reread the relevant books. I got in a couple of stories for The Local Reporter, one on Carrboro’s efforts to reduce its greenhouse gas emissions, the other an interview with Carrboro’s cop of the year. Neither up yet. A bad night of sleep left me flatfooted — I took way longer to write them than I should have — but they’re both good work (though probably of less interest to anyone outside Carrboro. Such is the nature of hyperlocal journalism). And at Atomic Junkshop I blogged about which superheroes you trust and reposted an old post about what Golden Age comics were like on Earth-Two.

Good omen for the year that I got the work done? Bad omen that I faced so much interference? Time will tell.

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Pets on my feet

Plushie loves lying where he gets a snootfull of foot.

Wisp finds it comfortable but doesn’t need the scent.

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Five years ago, Republicans tried to overthrow the government

As historian Kevin Leman says, some day in the future, 1/6 will be a historical footnote. But not yet. We need to remember.

The Necrotic Toddler lost the 2020 election. He then attempted to overthrow the legally elected president and failed. Almost immediately, Republicans and right-wing pundits started lying: there’d been no violence, it was a left-wing false flag, etc. etc. They’ve been lying ever since.

It happened. And despite all the lies and the refusal to put up the plaque to the officers who did their duty that day defending the country, it still happened five years later. The Felon lost. And then turned on this country. While the Republican propaganda machine has done its best to present the 1/6 insurrectionists as martyrs, they were no angels.

But why wouldn’t they turn on it? As W used to say about America’s enemies, Republicans hate us for our freedoms. They are the enemies they pretend they’re fighting. They hate America because it gives women legal equality. It gives POC legal equality. It gives LGBTQ people legal equality. It gives Jews and Muslims legal equality. They can’t stand that. They don’t want to exist without the hierarchy that assures them being white, male, straight, Christian makes you better than the people who aren’t. As I put it a few months back, “Equal rights movements can imagine what the oppressor does not: an end to oppression.” A lot of them like being the oppressor; others of them can’t imagine they won’t be oppressed in turn. Equality is the future they don’t want. Or dissent or opposition, hence their constant threat to lock up political opponents or cancel the elections. That they back off in the face of opposition and protest doesn’t mean the threat isn’t there.

As we saw this week, they only course-correct for the worse. As Fred Clark puts it, “we have the spectacle of vocal Trump supporters who just a short time ago were celebrating the president as a champion of Lindberg-style isolationism and non-intervention pulling a 180 and now celebrating him as a champion of McKinley-style imperialism and expansionism. They quickly and utterly reversed themselves without blinking, without hesitating or adjusting. Seemingly without even noticing that they were doing so.”

Like a hive mind, they’ve embraced the idea international law does not exist (see here, here, and here) as if it was their fundamental belief. Suddenly that matters is power: if we have the will and the armed force to do X, then X is justified.

This is bullshit: law is not based on “might makes right.” The powerful frequently get to break laws and get away with it but that doesn’t mean there is no law or that only power matters. But while many of them seem willing to push against the Felon over the Epstein files, on this one they give up whatever they believed before the invasion. Though I’m quite sure Stephen Miller’s rant about how the West lettingthe mongrel hordes of our former colonies achieve independence. I bet he’d be horrified if I pointed out Britain could have made a similar argument about the US: states where a majority of the population were slaves, a devastating, bloody civil war fought almost a century after independence … Miller’s principles are white supremacy and fascism, not facts.

The Toddler has already bungled this with a lot of bullshit assumptions. He wants to turn some of Venezuela’s oil into a personal slush fund (one of many). And it’s a payoff to one of his political allies. The Toddler, obsessed with the petromasculinity of manly men drilling for oil, isn’t aware that Venezuela’s vast oil wealth is largely a mirage.

Nevertheless, various members of his administration are talking about taking Cuba, Greenland (yes, that again) and Colombia. Part of this may be bullshit — see who folds out of fear, like so many American institutions — as Marco Rubio claims. Or that may be a desperate attempt to deflect the criticism they’re getting. Either way, I’m glad Colombia’s president pushed back (““Come get me, coward. I’m waiting for you here. Don’t threaten me, I’ll wait for you right here if you want to. I don’t accept invasions, missiles, or assassinations, only intel.”).

I think one of the great failures of Biden’s presidency — and he accomplished some very good stuff — was that we should have prosecuted the Felon for his actions, never mind any concerns about whether it would be unseemly, politicized, etc. That doesn’t mean America’s fascist slide is irreversible but it’s a lot more work now.

I’ll close with this quote from LawDork’s post on 1/6: “Allow me to close on this anniversary with The Washington Post editorial board’s five-year old editorial calling on Pence to “immediately” invoke the 25th Amendment.

“Mr. Trump is a menace, and as long as he remains in the White House, the country will be in danger,” the board wrote. They were right, and January 6, 2026 has — like so many days in the past year — only proven just how right they were.”

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Photos of old things

On one of our late-2025 dates, TYG and I once again attended the Chamber Orchestra of the Triangle’s fund-raiser dinner. Good music, good, food, and Whitehall Antiques is an interesting place to wander through.

Hope the pretties give you a nice start to the day.

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Did you know I have a blog?

Yes, I’m being facetious. But as everyone seems to do 10 Top Posts at the year’s end this is mine — delayed due to the rush of finishing Jekyll and Hyde.

The overwhelming number of visitors arrive on my home page and read the latest posts. For people who go to specific posts, my Hellboy Chronology remains far and away top dog. My 2023 post about Taylor Swift conspiracy theories is the second biggest thing I’ve ever posted and it’s maybe 1/6th.

I’ve fallen behind in keeping up the chronology — part of the general slowdown in reading I mentioned recently — but I’m working on rectifying that.

My post about Mona Awad’s All’s Well has persistently been a top performer, coming in second to Hellboy this year. I’ve no idea why — I suspect it may be people searching for the Shakespeare play coming on it by mistake.

A post about a book on Tucson red-light districts scores surprisingly high too.

It’s easy to understand why a post about right-wing dictatorship advocate Curtis Yarvin would get attention. And it did.

Next came my About Me page, then my post about the genesis of the Hulk, and how truthful Stan Lee’s account is (or isn’t). Again, an easy one to understand — early Marvel Comics is a popular nerdy topic.

My Sherlock Holmes quote posts often get good hits and this one did the best.

I don’t know if misogynist rape-apologist Warren Farrell has been in the news lately but my post about his Myth of Male Power got enough hits to come in at #9.

And finally, a post about David Halberstam’s book The Fifties.

That’s a random mix and I draw no conclusions from it. But there it is anyway.

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The Necrotic Toddler keeps getting worse — but is he also bottoming out?

As you’re doubtless aware by the time you read this, we just invaded Venezuela, a country we were not at war with, attacked the capital and kidnapped the president. After murdering multiple Venezuelan fishermen in recent attacks on their boats (let us note that delivering drugs to the US is not a capital offense, and nobody was convicted before they were executed. And what little evidence we have indicates they were innocent). And the Felon and his vice president are openly saying it’s to take the oil.

Oh, and the US is going to run the country or at least install a puppet government: “US troops won’t be stationed in Venezuela so long as ousted strongman Nicolás Maduro’s vice president, Delcy Rodriguez, “does what we want” Rodriguez is not sounding conciliatory. That aside, this will probably not go well. Since WW II, our regime changes have worked out disastrously, most recently in Iraq under W. Shakezula makes the same point. And given Tiny Brain’s complete disinterest in following through or honoring commitments, anyone in Venezuela who decides to ally with him may be left out in the cold.

And we have the Felon’s eternal bootlicker Lindsay Graham saying Cuba should be next. Or maybe it’ll be Greenland. I suspect this may be the Felon’s usual belief that if he throws his weight around, his opponents will fold, but maybe not.

Remarkably, we’re seeing pushback on the right. Antisemitic crackpot Candace Owens blames the Jews. Rep. Marjorie Taylor Green blames the president (it unsettles me that I have to agree with her about anything). Which brings me to the point of this post: the Felon will do his best to make 2026 suck, but he may be reaching the limits of his abilities.

When the Toddler won in 2024, it was frightening. When he took office and went full shock and awe — deportations, executive orders, death to DEI (i.e., only white men should be in charge of anything), the insane DOGE thing — I could easily see disaster ahead. Especially when so many influential institutions folded. When he started shipping immigrants to hellhole prisons overseas, he talked about doing the same to American-born criminals (except, I assume, rich white dudes like himself).

As Jamelle Bouie says in his newsletter, “In their pursuit of power, Trump and his allies have done a lot of damage to the United States, and the world. But as this year comes to an end, I think it’s clear that they’ve reached the limits of what they can accomplish through brute force alone. More important, Trump’s attempt to consolidate authoritarian power has inspired a large and ferocious backlash, from mass protests and organized efforts to stymie his most draconian plans to election results that show a voting public ready for change.”

Faced with criticism over everything from the Epstein files to rising prices, Bouie says, the Felon’s response was to whine that people don’t appreciate his miraculous performance as President: “he interrupted prime time television to yell at the American people this week because he does not know what to do besides yell. He can’t convince and he can’t persuade and so he demands, in the hope that he can browbeat the public into giving him the praise he thinks he deserves.

I think he’ll find that this isn’t going to work.”

As I’ve said before the administration assumed they’d crush all resistance. When people resisted, they often won.

Paul Krugman made the same point, though I don’t have the link: the Felon’s got nothing left but trying to sell his glorious success … and he’s got no success and he’s no longer much of a salesman. He predicts the MAGA movement will implode much like the Heritage Foundation. I’m not so sure, but it’s a nice thought.

As the invasion of Venezuela shows, it’s not over. The Toddler of the United States has the power to do tremendous damage, whether it’s with bullshit DOJ investigations, mass deportations, selling out the Ukraine, and simply being an incompetent. Insurance premiums for Obamacare are going to rise catastrophically for lots of people this year. A sensible party would score political points by fixing that — but nope, like the radical left of my teenage years they’d sooner see it burn than bend on any point. That’s not going to help them win hearts and minds.

Consider Charlie Kirk. Hundreds of people got fired for pointing out Kirk was a misogynist, racist shit. That’s unfair, unjust and stupid. But they seemed convinced Kirk was a big enough deal the entire country would rise up and support them if they waved his bloodied shirt as their banner. The truth is, nobody outside the movement cared.

It will continue to be bad but I’m beginning to believe it will stop. Which won’t solve everything — the damage won’t repair itself, the creeps who supported the Felon aren’t disappearing — but it’s no small thing either.

And it will take us continuing to resist, to speak out, to protest. As LawDork says, “Whether it’s people protesting on the streets, people filling out their ballot in the voting booth, people observing immigration courts, people serving on juries, people helping their neighbors, or people acting in any of the hundreds of ways people make a difference each day, the need for the “consent of the governed” has been on full display in 2025.

The need for that consent will remain in 2026, and the need to speak out when the government acts contrary to that consent will be all the more important as cases move forward and rulings come down, as Trump and his administration try to do more, and as the midterm elections approach.”

A final thought, from Alexander Herzen: “The future does not exist; it is created by the combination of a thousand causes, some necessary, some accidental, plus human will, which adds unexpected dramatic denouements and coups de theatre. History improvises, she rarely repeats herself…she uses every chance, ever coincidence, she knocks simultaneously at a thousand gates…Who knows which may open?….”

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It seemed I underperformed at reading as well as writing

I’m on Goodreads and I’m always interested to see the site review my Year in Books at the end of December. I knew I hadn’t been reading a lot this year and I was right: 131 books.

(All images are randomly selected from this year’s reading).

Wait, I said, was that really unusual? I took a look at my bookmarked reports on past years:

2018: 243

2021: 205

2022: 259

2024: 159

So a marked drop off from peak years. But not a continuous drop-off, as last year was the highest. So it’s not just a steady wearying down or a steady increase in distractions from social media. So then what?

Part of it is the increasing demands of dog care. And that a year ago we brought Snowdrop into the house. Two cats demanding food or water in the morning adds up to more distraction than one.

A bigger part, I think, is that our schedules have been a lot more unstable this past year (I’m not quite surewhy). There are small but not insignificant chunks of time where I wind up either with not enough time to sit down and focus, or I’m not sure how much time I have, so I wind up scrolling social media or something equally pointless (I like social media but if I don’t really want to look at it, it’s pointless).

Another factor is the sheer number of little things that keep nagging and distracting me. Friday evening I wanted to concentrate on reading but I kept thinking of all the things I should be dealing with — a bill or two to pay, paperwork to fill out for dog appointments, contractors to contact. I do my best to stay on top of it (it’s part of my contribution to our household operations) but every so often it gets backed up and I feel I have to handle every single aspect of it NOW.

A minor part is that as my novel and nonfiction reading slows down, my comic book reading slows down, and that used to add a lot of books to my list.

I’m not sure what the fix is, but I intend to find one. For starters, not wasting those little chunks of time. We’ll see if that helps (I suspect I waste more than I realize that way).

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Looking back, because now is too tired

I was planning to write a movie post for today after I emailed the book off. But Friday was supposed to be a no-work day and I didn’t feel like it. So here’s a movie-analysis post from 2009, when I was working on Screen Enemies of the American Way (my working title was The Enemy Within).

For those who don’t remember, that was my book about political paranoia in American films, the belief Communists/Nazis/Japanese/ETs/etc. were infiltrating us to destroy our way of life from within. My chapter on the Red Menace films of the 1950s made me notice how they approached civil rights:

“Watching anti-Communist films for The Enemy Within, I’m struck by how many of the fifties films make an issue out of race.

It’s not surprising. The Communist Party made civil rights a platform plank at a time neither Democrats nor Republicans wanted to risk it. And when the civil-rights movement really got going, a standard charge against it was that it was a Communist plot, with Red “outside agitators” stirring up the Negroes who were otherwise perfectly happy and knew their place (this theme still has some pull on the right, it seems: One columnist wrote last year that only Communists crossed the color line back in the pre-Civil Rights days, so that proves Barack Obama’s parents were Reds—and therefore, of course, he grew up indoctrinated into Communist doctrine) The movies reinforce the second point while making it clear the Party’s support for civil rights is a myth:

•In I Was a Communist For the FBI, a Red speaker addresses Negroes with “a hellbrew of hate cooked up from a recipe written in the Kremlin.” He tells the hero afterwards that he’s hoping to spark black-on-white assaults or even killings, after which the Party will defend the accused and use the incident to make America look bad. The same man also uses the n-word to refer to his black audience after they’ve gone.

•In Red Menace, a priest preaches the glories of the melting pot—it doesn’t matter if you’re Irish, Jewish, black, once you become American you’re welcome—in contrast to which the Communist party emphasizes how minorities are discriminated against (which is equated to promoting separatism and anti-Americanism). When an Italian-American Party member questions official doctrine, a Party leader dismisses him as a “dago.” Later in the movie, a black writer for a Communist newspaper is told by his father that where America has freed its slaves, the Communist keep thousands in slavery behind the Iron Curtain.

•In one episode of I Led Three Lives (American citizen, Communist agent and FBI counter-agent, in case you were wondering), the Party buys up a newsreel company that will present distorted views of America, for example falsely showing that people living in the slum districts are afflicted by poverty and racial discrimination.

•In Trial, Glenn Ford becomes second chair to showboating Communist attorney Arthur Kennedy on a racially charged murder case. While Ford is clearly shown to be sympathetic to the defendant (a Hispanic kid involved with a white girl), the only organized support for the defendant comes from the Communist Party—and we learn that the donations Kennedy is taking for the legal costs are going right into the Party coffers. Not only that, he plans to lose the case, making the kid a martyr to American racism.

This sort of thing shows why it’s important to watch movies wherever possible, not just read synopses in movie books. There’s a lot of stuff. I probably wouldn’t pick up if I did it that way.”

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I know I wrote stuff in 2025, but it doesn’t feel like it.

Earlier this week I told myself, hey, at least I’ll have finished Jekyll and Hyde by the end of New Year’s Eve … sigh.

The manuscript went off today, thank goodness, but even so … sigh. A bigger sigh because I didn’t get anything else finished this year. And because the worn shoes I usually walk the dogs in — good, supportive sneakers, though ragged — got a disastrous amount of shit on them Wednesday after Plushie took a gooey poo in the dark. So they’re toast. Then today when I was supposed to start PT for my bursitis, the rehab place called to say my therapist was sick, can I reschedule for two weeks. I’d really hoped to start on a day I wouldn’t be putting in a full day’s work.

Getting back to writing …Southern Discomfort didn’t come out. I didn’t finish Savage Adventures. Didn’t get the next draft of Let No Man Put Asunder or Impossible Takes a Little Longer done. I have a couple of short stories that need just a little tinkering … which they didn’t get. I sold some books (thank you, all my readers! I appreciate you!) but I ended up the year with slightly less money in the bank than I started out. Not Christmas presents, just a bunch of extra, and necessary expenses at the end of the year.

Part of the problem is that writing for the Local Reporter kept eating up my time — long meetings, a bunch of interviews in one week. Theoretically that should have meant less work the following week as I got ahead. Somehow it never did. I like the work but I’ll have to manage it better in 2026.

Part of it was that working on Jekyll and Hyde took up a lot of time and, of course, more of it as I moved to the finish. I should have anticipated that — movie books are fun but they always take more time than I expect.

Plus the perennial challenge of increasing pet demands. Dealing with two cats in the morning, albeit ones I love, is somehow more than twice as distracting.

Part of it … I don’t know. I made progress on all my projects but I didn’t finish anything. That’s the perennial risk of writing, particularly when 90 percent of my deadlines are self-imposed: I can write and rewrite until the cows come home and then decide to rewrite some more. If anything, that’s a weakness that gets worse over time. As Lawrence Block said, I can see more ways a story can go than I could when I was younger. That can produce better stories; it can also lead to lots of second guessing and deciding to do it over or telling myself it could be perfect if I just rewrite … like they say, the perfect is the enemy of the good.

For 2026 I have ambitious goals on my 68 for 68 list. Not ones that should exceed my grasp. Two drafts of both novels. Finish Savage Adventures. Publish Southern Discomfort. Make more money. Submit more stuff (I’d gotten out of the habit this year). Plus, of course, enjoy my life (not a stated goal on my list but still). Despite the frustration with my writing, I had a good year in most other ways. I’d like to have another one in 2026.

To end on an up note, we took the Christmas tree down yesterday. Because it’s in the living room this year (easier than rearranging the two cat litterboxes where we normally put the tree) I realized I could take it out through the French doors (visible behind it) and across the deck and not have to deal with a trail of needles all the way through the house to the front door. It worked! Much less physical strain too. I’ll take it as a good omen.

And frustrating as missing my deadline was, when I got Jekyll and Hyde off this morning, it felt sooooo damn good. I went to celebrate at a local coffee shop … which was closed until tomorrow.

It still felt good to finish.

Happy New Year and best wishes to all y’all.

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