#strongly believe that boy doesn’t even know what steroid means least of all wanting to cheat to win
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I dunno why I chose to open twitter but here is explained why he manage to keep on playing..
#I can’t believe this shit#strongly believe that boy doesn’t even know what steroid means least of all wanting to cheat to win#he’s the most fair player I’ve seen
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Congratulations Areej! You have been accepted to play Augustus Wood, with Matthew Daddario as the faceclaim! Now, me and Admin Beth absolutely adored your application. Beth was personally drawn to your para sample, thinking it showed you had an excellent grasp of the character. I personally loved how you described Marzia... Just kidding, seriously. Every single part of this application was very well written, and I am very glad Raluca & Lynn forced recommended it! I really hope we get an app for Oliver soon because I believe you will make their interactions super angsty!!!
Welcome the the RP! I hope you enjoy your time with us!
OOC Information
NAME/ALIAS: Hey! I’m Areej PREFERRED PRONOUN: she/her AGE: 17 TIMEZONE: GMT ACTIVITY LEVEL: On a scale of 1 to 10, maybe like a 7?? I have exams in June that I should be studying for but also I am not. That means I’ll try to be on at least once every day/every couple of days at the minimum.
HOW DID YOU FIND THE RP (NEW MEMBERS): Lynn & Raluca made me recommended it :))))
Character Information
NAME OF THE CHARACTER: Augustus Wood DESCRIBE THE CHARACTER IN YOUR OWN WORDS:
In a sentence? Your average playboy Quidditch player.
Wand ━ chestnut and dragon heartstring
( chestnut ) “The wand of chestnut is attracted to witches and wizards who are natural fliers. However, when paired with dragon heartstring, it may find its best match among those who are overfond of luxury and material things, and less scrupulous than they should be about how they are obtained.”
(dragon heartstring ) “As a rule, dragon heartstrings produce wands with the most power, and which are capable of the most flamboyant spells. Dragon wands tend to learn more quickly than other types. While they can change allegiance if won from their original master, they always bond strongly with the current owner.The dragon wand tends to be easiest to turn to the Dark Arts, though it will not incline that way of its own accord. It is also the most prone of the three cores to accidents, being somewhat temperamental.”
Birthday ━ july 25th
( leo ) “can be among the most arrogant, self-absorbed signs of the zodiac, but also the most tender and generous. as the lion king of the cosmos, you are a force to be reckoned with — and you’d have it no other way. full of ego and the insecurity that inevitably accompanies it, you demand respect. the successful Leo, however, learns how to command it. you thrive on the esteem of others, but privately your self-esteem wavers. a natural performer, you can be a powerhouse of creative talent, charisma and instinct. you crave the spotlight and take great pains to grace it.”
( aries moon ) idk i don’t even really know what a moon sign is tbh but from what i gather, it means you’re independent, enjoy confrontation, have lots of crushes or short-lived, physical, passionate relationships but move on very quickly, and are straightforward rather than manipulative.
AND HEY LOOK i found this neat pdf that outlines it some more
So that basically covers personality, right? As for plots, I think right now he’s in a weird space of being a little unsure of himself, which he definitely isn’t used to. Typically, he gets what he wants. No questions asked. Nothing ever gets taken away from him – only handed, usually on a silver platter, so the fact that the Quidditch teams have retracted their offers has left him more irritable than usual. And the rumour that he takes performance enhancing drugs (as if he needs them). As much as he pretends he isn’t bothered and that he’ll get his job back in no time, he’s actually kinda scared, knowing that if the Quidditch thing doesn’t work out, he hasn’t worked hard enough at magic to excel in it like he wants from life.
ANY CHANGES YOU WISH TO MAKE?: FC change to Matthew Daddario pls & thanks TITLES: ex-Quidditch captain of Slytherin, resident fuckboy RELATIONSHIPS:
Marzia Levi ━ ex girlfriend. After about 2 months of dating the hottest, most charming girl he could find, Augustus realised that she was crazy.
Scorpius Malfoy ━ old friendship. At school, the two were healthy rivals, competing to make each other better on the field and spending time hanging out off it. That all ended after Scorp’s sickness. Out of loyalty to his friend, Augustus tried at the beginning to stay close, but Scorpius’ bitterness just pissed him off and he left him.
Roxanne Weasley ━ pseudo-little-sister. She keeps his feet on the ground, as much as she can, anyway. He protects her.
FAMILY RELATIONSHIPS:
Parents ━ Being the oldest Wood boy, Augustus knew that practically the whole world (but especially his parents) had expectations of him to play Quidditch professionally. It seemed to be all his mum and dad would talk to him about growing up. So, as a cause of this, his relationship with them is less of a typical parent-and-son bond and more of a mentor and their trainee. He doesn’t mind much though. As long as he was playing Quidditch well, they never really bothered him getting into too much trouble at school since they weren’t around enough.
Oliver Wood ━ Ever since Oliver got in the way of Augustus and his dreams, he can’t help but be a little irritated at his younger brother. He tries not to blame him. Tells himself, assures Oliver, that this is only a minor drawback, that he’ll get his position back. But the truth is, Augustus isn’t so sure. Oliver’s naivety may have ruined his chances to become a professional Quidditch player for good, and that has caused a strain on their relationship.
Minerva Wood ━ Minerva’s probably the person he’s closest to in the world. With their parents gone a lot of the time when they were kids, he used to spend most of his time around his sister, so they told each other everything. Now they’re living together, they’re even closer. The only thing is his boyfriend who he thinks she can do better than.
PARA SAMPLE:
“What do you mean, performance enhancing drugs?”
There was no way this irrelevant man, clad in a pretentious suit, tie and matching robes (it was July, for fuck’s sake – how was he not boiling?) was serious. He, Augustus Wood, on drugs? Well, Gus thought, running a hand through his recently windswept hair, that part was admittedly believable. But ones to make him better at Quidditch? Ridiculous. It’s not like he needed any help.
“Look, I don’t fuckin’ care,” he said, cutting across the old man’s pathetic reply. “I just need this bullshit out of the papers before anyone sees it.” Saying that aloud made him realise something: that there was a very real chance of his parents reading that morning’s Prophet, stumbling across the blaring front-page headline about their son on steroids.
If there was anything the Woods had always discouraged from their children, it was scandals. Whether they be (what Augustus had become notorious for) dating scandals, or something more like this, the celebrities grew exasperated when their kids’ names were in the papers, mostly because there was usually some element of truth in them. Not this time, though. Unfortunately, Augustus wasn’t sure they’d believe him if he told them that. “Most rumours are fine. I can deal with rumours. But this? I get it – I fly so well that people think I must be on something, right? That there’s no way this talent can be natural? It kinda makes sense they’d assume I’m on steroids or whatever, but I swear I’m not. There, that’s the truth. Case closed. Now get this out of the fucking press.”
“It’s not that easy, sir. It’s already been printed, and –” his publicist began to reply, but Augustus already grew tired of his voice.
“Unprint it, then.”
What was possibly worse than his parents finding out? The scouts from Quidditch teams, the ones who’d been practically obsessed with him, asking to recruit him at the earliest opportunity, reading the article. It’d destroy their image of them. If his own mother and father wouldn’t believe that this was only a rumour, there was no chance that these guys would. His career would be over.
Augustus sighed. Oliver had a lot of explaining to do.
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Hi wonderful friends and family! I’m so sorry I’ve taken so long between posts. Things have been wild and crazy since Ben finally arrived home.
Great news to start with: Ben had his 5th biopsy on Tuesday. No rejection again! (Still waiting on the AMR stain test, but it should be negative too.) YAY! When the doctor came in to speak with us after the biopsy, his words exactly were: “Your heart looks like a million dollars!” I was on cloud 9 when I heard him say this! When they first checked over Ben’s heart immediately after transplant, half of his heart wasn’t beating as strongly as it should. I was panicking wondering if they messed up on the heart that they chose for Ben. They have seen progress over the last month and to finally hear that his heart looks like a million dollars was the exact encouragement I needed to hear! I thank God every day for Ben’s donor and donor family.
Next on the list: I’m glad I was warned about the prednisone “roid rage”. We’d be in big trouble if we hadn’t been warned about it. All I can say, is that the steroid rage is very real, and very alive in Ben. When it first happened, I was so quick to fire back at Ben because I’m not the kind of person that let’s people walk all over me. As any married couple, of course we have arguments. And luckily for us, we are great at arguing, working it out and moving on happily. However, with steroid rage, this is most definitely not the case. Steroid rage is in a whole new category. It’s anger that is caused by medications and happens at the drop of a hat, over no real reason. It’s anger that can’t be controlled or calmed or stopped until it passes on its’ own time. And I’ll be honest, it’s pretty frightening. As a wife, it’s scary to watch my husband lose control of his emotions, of his voice, of his body. As a mother, it’s scary to watch my children as they watch their daddy get red in the face and shake with rage, and yell out things he wishes he never said. As Ben’s “nurse” I watch in awe as I’m able to see just how horrific steroid use can be and how it can completely take over your mind and body.
Even though I was warned and felt prepared for all of this, I wasn’t ready for this. I’ve prepared myself by knowing that all I have to do is ignore him when he goes through a “roid rage episode” and just to give him space. I thought it was going to be so easy to just remind myself that “it’s just the meds talking” and not my Honey, not my husband. But the truth is, it’s hard. This is harder than the anticipation of “the call”. This is harder than seeing my husband for the first time after his transplant with a thousand tubes and wires connected to his body as he lay there lifeless. This has been the most mentally exhausting part of this entire experience from the first time Ben got hospitalized two years ago.
Last Friday, things got so bad that I had to call Ben’s doctor behind his back. I know “roid rage” is a side effect of his prednisone steroid, but I was so worried about him that I called his doctor in full panic mode ready to demand that something needed to be done. As I explained to the doctor what was going on, she met with the team and called me back immediately. The doctors decided to take Ben off of prednisone and switch him to another steroid, one with a “lesser roid rage” side effect. They said it wasn’t going to be perfect by any means, but something to at least help lower the awful side effects. They also had to put Ben on an antidepressant/anti-anxiety medication in hopes that that too would help Ben.
When I called the doctor, I took Colton to the supermarket to make sure Ben didn’t hear me talking to her. When I got home I had to gauge his emotional level with small talk. I had to tell him that I called his doctors behind his back. How could the sudden medication changes be explained? I kid you not, I nearly peed my pants as I said the words, “Honey, we need to talk.” The latter four words are words no one ever wants to hear, but I needed to make sure he was listening. As I spoke to him, my mouth was trembling, my eyes were watering, and my hand was shaking as I was trying to gently hold his hand. Somehow I mustered up the courage to tell him I called his doctors and spilled the beans on everything that had been happening over the last week. He was speechless (thank goodness!), and so I made sure to tell him that I only did this because I love him, I was worried about him, and that I want to make sure he was okay. He nodded his head in agreement and simply said “Okay”.
If you’re wondering, “well what happened exactly? Does he seriously get upset for no reason?” Here’s two examples: Jackson took a tomato and some cheese off the cutting board. Roid Rage. I cut the sausages the wrong way. Roid rage. Screaming, body shaking, slamming doors kind of rage. Seriously minuscule stuff, but at the time, for Ben, these things were the worst things to have happened ever. It sounds super silly right now to say that Ben got mad over a tomato and sausage, but that’s what happened. And that’s why this is so mentally exhausting for me because I don’t know what is going to cause the next “blow up”. When the “blow ups” happen, there’s NOTHING I can do to help him besides shut my mouth and give him space. That’s the other mentally exhausting part too because every ounce of my being wants to help him and find a way to calm him down or cheer him up or just find something else to talk about to get his mind off of whatever set him off. But I can’t. Believe me, I’ve tried it all with no luck.
The most heart breaking part is that Ben can feel his anxiety heighten as a “blow up” is coming on and he just literally cannot stop it from happening. Every single time the “roid rage” takes over his body, he apologizes to all of us and wishes he could take back everything he said and did. He talks to me after the boys go to bed and describes what it’s like in the moment. It’s like an anxiety attack filled with rage. He doesn’t know why these things set him off. It’s like someone else is taking over his body and he’s watching like a fly on the wall. Unfortunately, Ben is falling right into the textbook description of what happens to your body when you’re on steroids (post transplant at least). The doctors told me that unfortunately I’m not the first person to make that phone call behind their loved ones back, and I won’t be the last.
My heart breaks for Jackson the most. He’s 5 years old and has shown us how much he remembers and I just don’t want this tainting his view of his Honey (Daddy). Every time an outburst happens, I always pull Jackson aside and remind him that this is just daddy’s medication talking and that soon enough, Honey won’t be on that medication any more and that he’ll go back to being his normal self. It’s gotten to the point where Jackson rolls his eyes, cuts me off and says, “I know, Mama. It’s Honey’s medicine.” :) At least I know he’s listening! And Jackson, with a heart of gold, always tries comforting Ben by patting the couch space next to him inviting Ben to watch an episode of Pokemon together and snuggling. Yet another reason to be mentally exhausted: the total mix and range of emotions!
I didn’t mean for this post to get so detailed (I never do HA!). Sorry this wasn’t an uplifting post either. I promise, most of the time, Ben is great! They’ve been changing his meds around a bunch over the last two weeks, so he hasn’t been feeling his greatest as it’s taking time for each of the new changes to work right. But, minus the outbursts, Ben is thriving! The doctors say Ben is another 1-2 weeks away from driving again! And, once his chest tube site on his stomach is fully healed, Ben is allowed to go swimming! (But can’t submerge his head for a while.) Ben hasn’t been allowed to swim since before May. But living in Boston, the weather wasn’t warm enough to swim since the summer before that. So Ben hasn’t been swimming in nearly two years and we are just a couple weeks away from that! Little victories are slowly coming our way and it is so great! Soon enough these “roid rages” will be a thing of the past and yet another obstacle we can celebrate overcoming.
A few more little victories to be noted:
1) The flu has officially left our house! (Jackson and I still have annoying coughs, but the doctor said we are no longer contagious and can be mask free in the home.)
2) We all went to the zoo and walked around in the 85 degree heat for a few hours! This is such a feat because prior to transplant, Ben never had any energy to do anything. This is a feat even after transplant because Ben lost a lot of muscle tone from laying in a hospital bed for 3 weeks, and even longer when he got discharged, so walking around is hard enough. (Let alone having to wear a mask in the awful heat! He took it off briefly for the picture.)
3) The doctors approved Ben to be allowed to take his mask off outside as long as there isn’t dust being kicked up where he is walking, and there are no people within a bedroom sized vicinity of him. Wahoo!
4) Ben will be able to start cardiac rehab very soon! He will be able to slowly learn how to workout again and build muscle back. Working out is something that Ben has wanted to do for years now, but hasn’t been able to do because of his heart. But now he has a million dollar ticker and he will work out!
5) Ben is getting back into the kitchen able to do a little bit of cooking again! He is the chef in our house and it kills him not to do the cooking. (I’ve kept us alive though, right?) He has been thrilled to be jumping in and doing more and more cooking.
6) And for me, I finally made it back to my stroller strides workout class! It’s been at least a month since I’ve been to class, and boy do I need it now more than ever! I’d be too embarrassed to tell you that I ate 3 pints of ice cream in one week... on top of ordering delivery McFlurries... Yikes. Hopefully I got my stress eating over and done with and can get back on track. Ice cream is my greatest weakness. :)
7) Colton is a walking machine! He’s too confident now! He loves running away from me mid diaper change... and has peed on the floor twice this week when I don’t get him fast enough. HAHAHA ooops!
8) Jackson is a Pokemon machine! We are a family that has become addicted to PokemonGo and I never thought I’d ever say those words. At first, it was a cute bonding experience for the boys, but now they’re roping me into and we have all grown to love it! I get more and more amazed by Jackson each day. His attention to detail and the things he remembers is truly remarkable. I cannot believe we are signing Jackson up for Kindergarten!
Even though the bulk of my post was “negative” I want everyone to rest assured knowing that it’s just another bump in the road and we have plenty of “positives” to hold onto and keep our spirits high. Because of the nature of this post however, and our current situation, I have asked Ben to not read this post. So, please continue to check in on Ben, but do NOT mention his “roid rage”. Please. I’m not writing any of this to make him mad, I’m simply acknowledging what is real in our life right now, so a few years down the road, we can revisit this and see just how far we have come. I’ve also written this to let all of you know that if you’re ever with, or talking to, Ben and he loses it over “nothing”, that YOU cannot take it to heart what he’s saying and to tell yourself “it’s just the meds talking”. Roid rage will be gone soon enough, so don’t worry! We have such a new wonderful life to be so thankful for and to make the most of it. One day at a time!
We’ve been to the hospital twice this week for the biopsy and more blood work. Tuesday Ben has to visit the vampires yet again, and the following week will be his 6th biopsy. I’m going to do my best to get back to weekly posting, or at least bi-weekly posting!
Thank you for your continued thoughts, prayers, and encouragement!
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How Strong Can A Woman Get, Really?
“Men are just stronger than women. It’s just a fact.”
Well, is it now? This article aims to take a case with common misconceptions and facts regarding women’s ability to get strong and how strong they can get.
At a young age, I learned about a glorious (and a soon-to-be frustrating thing) called “weight class.” Man, did I love elementary school. I could bully the bullies, guys were all my size, and the playing fields leveled. Sports were a genuine co-ed experience, and I was ambivalent to being desired or seen as a conquest. I was an unapologetically feisty girl, able to pound the crap out of mean boys who made fun of a nerdy or overweight kid. I felt like a damn superhero.
Then, we all got older.
Grow spurts and puberty changed the playing fields. I went into it naive and quickly realized how little and weak I was compared in size to them. To this day I pay much respect to size and weight class because when you find yourself on the losing side of someone’s 70-pound advantage, no amount of gumption matters.
In physical trials you need size, strength, and smarts — and even then, you might not come out on top.
What does all this bemoaning about weight class have to do with how strong a woman can get?
In our society, strength is relevant to our comparisons, especially when comparing women to men. It shouldn’t be, but in the context of this article, .why talk about how strong a woman can get without talking about one of the main reasons it’s discussed in the first place? Articles discussing the strength abilities of men often focus on strength whether or not steroids are involved, and culminate with lessons in continued optimization. It is already assumed that men can be strong; what is debated then is how strong they can get.
For example, it’s assumed a guy can help you carry a couch from one home to another. What might be debated with regard to his strength is whether or not he can lift a car off a helpless victim. In a gym setting, the average Joe lifter might be told he should be able to at least load 225 pounds on a bar, while the average Jane lifter is overwhelmingly advised to just stick with the bar, regardless of each one’s height and weight. Generally, it is assumed that the point of lifting for women isn’t to get strong at all, but rather to stay pretty.
How strong a woman can get is rarely up for debate. Society doesn’t assume women can be strong, and even if some people believe in women’s physical strength, it’s always to a judgmental “lesser degree” than their male counterparts. It’s culturally assumed that women are weaker and that if we can get strong, it’s pitiful compared to men.
The truth is that strength isn’t black and white. One of the biggest lies we’ve been told regarding a woman’s strength abilities is that she could never be stronger than a man.
It’s Really Pound For Pound
Yes, a five-foot-four-inch woman weighing 135 pounds could never best, pound for pound in strength, a six-foot-four-inch man weighing 220 pounds — but neither could a five-foot-four-inch man weighing 135 pounds. That’s not a truth we hear often though, is it? We hear tales of David and Goliath all the time, but the truth is that size matters for men, too.
For example, take a collection of the most pragmatic men with regard to the possibilities of absolute strength: professional fighters. The good ones learn very quickly that weight (and within that weight, body types and body composition) is crucial in leveling the playing field. These are small variables that along with skill — not to mention good old-fashioned fear, placebo effect, and timing — can make or break a champion.
People celebrate Michael Phelps, and yes, he is incredibly good at what he does, but his weight, body type, and numerous genetic factors that he can’t control, provide Phelps an edge. Katie Ledecky, four inches shorter and 40 pounds lighter, with less overall muscle mass, clocked the same prelim time on the 400m freestyle.1 This isn’t to suggest she could be him, but it’s impressive nonetheless. It’s as impressive as other smaller men and women who have almost caught them both in a race. The average height and weight of high-level athletes mean everything. It’s why, when people are cheering about impressive athletes, it’s important to look past it and take into account a host of factors that shift appreciation of the athletes themselves to appreciation of their hard work and efforts.
Society has barely begun to see the full reach of women’s strength potential.
People scoff at the notion that Brienne Tarth of Game Of Thrones (portrayed by Gwendoline Christie) couldn’t be a realistic hero, but I beg to differ, my friends. She is six foot three and solid. Maybe she wouldn’t make an NFL offensive tackle look like a rag doll, but most men couldn’t either. Six foot three is not an average height for men or women. I would not want to be punched in the face by the end of her sword handle and most men wouldn’t either. In short, she is a very realistic and capable hero in the world in which she battles.
What does the science say?
One caveat before diving in is that there are some noted differences between genders in hormones and muscle fibers, especially in the upper body. However, those are not as dramatic as the interpretation of research often suggests, especially when looking at sample sizes.
Let’s look at muscle fibers in general, for instance. Muscle fibers are different between genders, individuals, and even within an individual’s body.2, 3 Genetic differences, however small they may seem, play a much larger role than we realize in the literal shaping of a body.4 This is why comparing yourself to a five-foot-eleven woman when you’re five foot two is not realistic.
When we look at how men and women respond to resistance training we see in some areas growth response is very similar.5 We also see that it isn’t just growth gaps between men and women, but also within the gender compared within themselves. In short, it’s not just, “Men always grow muscle easily, and women can’t grow muscle.” It’s more like, “Some men grow muscle easily, and some don’t. Same goes for women.” When we stack size, weight, nutrition control, and the similar fiber types — oh wait, we haven’t done that.
Where does that leave us, then? It leaves us having to read between the lines in a lot of the research. Keep in mind that men are the most commonly studied subjects in hypertrophy and strength research, and even then, they are often not properly controlled.
Women can go longer, and be faster, bigger, and stronger.
Here’s a notion you might not have thought of yet that could inspire you to build strength:
Bigger is stronger, and even then only technically — and even then, there are still exceptions to the rule. Let’s look at the science using some common sense rather than the lazy generalizations we’ve accepted as fact for too long.
Size matters more than gender.6 It matters that men, on average, are bigger and not only in fat mass but mostly in muscle mass.7 But, guess what? It isn’t about them in the first place. I know it may seem a contradiction to say it isn’t about men when a large part of this article has been about them, but we can’t ignore the elephant in the room.
I can’t drive home this point strongly enough — if you strength train, you are already ahead of the majority of the population. Your ability to get strong, even naturally, is exceptional. Keep these things in mind:
We all vary greatly in height, weight, muscle fibers, and genetics.
Comparison, in my modest opinion, is a wasted exercise. But if you must compare, compare in weight classes and take overall muscle mass volume into consideration — and I haven’t even touched on issues relating to variations of female advantages in endurance, balance, and recovery.
Studies have shown that simply believing that you have the ability to be strong with placebo steroid use leads to greater strength gains.8 In short, if you believe you can, you can.
So, how strong can a woman get, really? In arriving at an answer, size matters, but the belief in what you can do matters the most.
References
Zaccardi N. Michael Phelps jokingly challenges Katie Ledecky to race. NBC News Sports. Apr 2015.
Miller AE, MacDougall JD, Tarnopolsky MA, et al. Gender differences in strength and muscle fiber characteristics. Eur J Appl Physiol Occup Physiol. 1993;66(3):254-62.
Kristen L Schroeder, Benjamin WC Rosser, Soo Y Kim. Fiber type composition of the human quadratus plantae muscle: a comparison of the lateral and medial heads. Journal of Foot and Ankle Research 2014; 7:54.
Hughes DC, Day SH, Ahmetov II, et al. Genetics of muscle strength and power: polygenic profile similarity limits skeletal muscle performance. J Sports Sci. 2011 Oct;29(13):1425-34.
O’Hagan FT, Sale DG, MacDougall JD, et al. Response to resistance training in young women and men. Int J Sports Med. 1995 Jul;16(5):314-21.
Roth SM, Ivey FM, Martel GF, et al. Muscle size responses to strength training in young and older men and women. J Am Geriatr Soc. 2001 Nov;49(11):1428-33.
Bishop P, Curetin K, Collins M. Sex difference in muscular strength in equally-trained men and women. Journal Ergonomics. Mar 1986.
Ahiel G, Saville W. Anabolic steroids: the physiological effects of placebos. Medicine & Science in Sports & Exercise 4(2) · January 1972.
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