Entry Submitted by Heisenberg at 6:49 PM EST on November 20, 2019
Debbie: Dan?
Dan: In here……. I'm sorry. It's not working out, is it?
Debbie: Here we go. Just say it, Dan.
Dan: What?
Debbie: Just say what you're going to say.
Dan: ……….. I think one of us should move out.
Debbie: I do, too.
Dan: I'm sorry.
Debbie: What?
Dan: I said I'm sorry.
Debbie: For what? What are you sorry for?
Dan: I'm sorry that it didn't work out. I need some time.
Debbie: What? What the hell is that supposed to mean? You started strong and you're finishing like a wimp. Why didn’t you just quit while you're ahead?
Dan: - That's what I'm trying to do.
Debbie: Oh good. Let's see your face on that one…… Do you mind? *turns on the light* Good. I think we've been in the dark long enough.
I know why I'm leaving. What’s your story? What killed it for you? The radical change in your lifestyle? Decided you wanted to travel light?
Dan: Oh come on, Debbie
Debbie: Or is it just that you were afraid that someone better would come along while you were stuck with me?
Dan: Why can't you see this for what it is?
Debbie: And what is it?
Dan: What it is. Nothing more, nothing less.
Debbie: Oh what? Two people committed to screwing until they get sick of each other? That’s so great. That’s really special.
Dan: Look, I don't want marriage. I don't want kids. I don't want to be tied down…. I'm not happy…. I don't ... Iove you anymore.
Debbie: Fine. I'm gone. It's done. And you can go back to doing whatever you want to do - with whoever you want to do it with in whatever orifice you want to do it in.
Dan: Hey, you leave here knowing one thing. I never fooled around. Not once.
Debbie: well let's just give the boy a medal. Forgive me. I didn't realize it was such a sacrifice – Danny Martin and Debbie Sullivan
And that brings us to tonight’s word: ABOUT LAST NIGHT
Belluminati… we need to talk. About last night. These last 9 1/2 weeks have been an eye opener. But I gotta be honest. At least one of us has to. I’m tired of the lies. The manipulation. The passive aggressiveness. The active aggressiveness. The full blown, raging, in your face aggressiveness. I just can’t take it anymore. I’m working my fingers to the bone to keep this going, but there comes a time to face reality. We’re not good for each other. Me a Jedi and you a Sith. I don’t want to point fingers at who’s right and who’s wrong. There is no right or wrong. Just people with agendas. And you and I don’t have the same agenda. I’m not happy…. Please can you just see it for what it is?
I don’t love you anymore….
It’s my fault. I was too naïve when it came to us. I was sucked in by a suntan and a grin. And you reeled me in like Sundays catch. Those high cheek bones and pin stripes suits. Is that Egyptian cotton? Are those satin sheets? Very nice but I always wondered what happened when I wasn’t there. I got lost in your eyes. Your movies. Your television. Your music. Your latest built in cameras on my iPhone drove me wild. Little did I know it was your leash. You made me feel so young. And I know you liked it like that. Gross. I know I always said no one is perfect and no judgement…. but judgment. Why I turned a blind eye to your ways, I’ll never know. Was it forgiveness? Was it naiveite? Was it love? Was it because I thought I could fix you? I needed a hobby? A weekend project? Only to find out you were unfixable? Bad candy? I blame myself. I was blinded by your brilliance. By your smoke machines. By your power. You promised me the moon, the stars and the sun. The dark side of the moon. The falling stars. The central sun. You promised fame and fortune and everything that goes with it. You promised baby lobsters. Took me a while to get that. Somethings you just don’t want to know.
I don’t know. Did we move too fast? Should we have slowed down a bit? I beLIEve in love. But I’m starting to wonder if you do too. You did muster up the deceit to say it once. I almost believed it. I wanted to beLIEve it. I wanted to beLIEve you created our very own heaven on earth just for us. My very own Breakfast Club? You shouldn’t have. I’m the prettiest gal at the barn dance? I bet you say that to all the girls. Only to find out that’s exactly what you did.
And I didn’t mind at first, Danny. When you look like Rob Lowe, you’re going to get more ass than a toilet seat. And when you throw that kinda money around, you’re gonna get desperate girls jumping in your limo. And when you promise the lead role on the silver screen, Norma Jeans from Smallville everywhere will jump on the casting couch free willingly. Little did those girls know. Little did I know.
The red flags were there. Every day was a red flag day. And I still chose to jump in the water. All your friends down at CNN telling me you were at the gym. Where were you that time? Iran? Poppy fields of Afghanistan? Some clone zone in Canada? Some SCIF in DC? Some DUMB in Dulce? Some underground tunnel at Disney? Don’t tell me you were at Epstein’s island. Was that the week I got birth control cause of your “latex” allergy? Did you really have a “latex” allergy, Danny? Great…. now I gotta get tested. Was she a pro? At this point we don’t know. Did you and all your network friends have a good chuckle at my expense? You having a laugh? You having a laugh? Don Lemon looked me straight in the eye and said you were volunteering at a homeless shelter. Jimmy Kimmel said you were donating your time to the Clinton Foundation. Chuck Todd said you were working with foster kids. Ok that one I should have seen, but they were so convincing. And they repeated your alibi 33 times day. I guess I got brainwashed. Damn you Goebbels!! I guess operation mockingbird did it’s job. But tell me who you were with otherwise it’s going to haunt me. Was it that peroxide blonde from the US soccer team? Was it Sacha Fierce? Was it Katy Perry? Was it Jolene? Jolene? Jolene? Jolene? Was it all those D girls at the view? Don’t tell me all at once. Danny? Was she a pro? At this point, we don’t know. And did you say she was pretty? And did you say that she loves you? Baby, I don't wanna know. Oh, no. And can you tell me was it worth it? Really, I don't wanna know.
Why do I feel I was the only one trying to make this relationship work? Why do I feel as soon as I start to get crows feet, I’ll be out in the cold? Why do I feel when you look at me, all you see is a piece of meat? A machine with no dreams? No life long desires. No aspirations. Why do I feel all you wanted was bird in a cage? Yes…it was a nice cage. Gold plated. Bear rug on the floor. Champagne on ice. California king. Fame. A cage for the ages. But a cage none the less. But you know what? After the luster and the shine wore off, I looked in the mirror and saw a slave. Is that weird? That’s weird right. Is a high priced slave still a slave? Is she a pro? At this point we don’t know. It’s a strange feeling for a human created from God to see such a sight in the reflection of a glass. It’s an odd sound. Is that what it sounds like when doves cry?
Looking back, I know this is hard on both of us. Me losing the movies you create that I love so much. Watching the TV shows get nastier and nastier every year with wickedness designed to trap that last starfish. Except you. You actually turned it around. The 80’s will never die. Listening to the once great music you played, get turned into soulless cat howling. It’s like you lost something. Something special that made me once fall in love with you. Shall Amadeus rock me never more?
That’s what I lost. What about you? Losing your 2 am booty call. In which I slept on the wet spot. You’re welcome. Losing your chef. And your maid. And your chauffeur. And your dry cleaner. And your caddie. And your power. And your fiat money. And your jump rooms. And your caliphates. It’s hard. No one expects you to bounce back too soon. Too soon? Take some time. Adjust to the light of reality. Find your own way home. No one said it’d be easy. Just please…. Don’t follow me. Don’t call my friends. Don’t come by my work. It’s taken me along time to get over you. Don’t call me. I’ll call you.
I miss you…I miss what we had….
Bullshit. You just feel sorry for yourself because you finally can’t have something you want. Humanity gave you love which you flushed down the toilet with the excrement. What you thought was love was just greed.
Oh…and don’t think I don’t know you suicided had that guy I was talking to. Yea I knew. Sean Carlson at work told me all about it. Just another way I covered for you. What the hell was I thinking? Was it fear? Was I afraid? You did threaten my family. Poor Anthony. You know he was a father, right?
Wrong place… wrong time…. wrong guy….
You just couldn’t stand to see me with anyone else, could you? You couldn’t stand me meeting new friends at Paddys, could you? How far would you go to keep me in your cage? Would you rather cut my brakes than let me be free? Would you rather burn the house down than let humanity be rid of your control?
You know…humanity is a trusting lot. Against all better judgement we still swipe right with complete strangers in strange places in search of love. We vote. We trust the tally is accurate and legit. We stand behind our leaders in the hopes they are doing what’s best for us. We stood by the patriot act because they told us to…for the sake of the safety of the country. We followed our generals into endless wars to protect the poppy fields. We of color voted democrat because you said it was good for us. We opened our borders to the poor, the tired, the exiled in the name of mercy because you said it was the Godly thing to do. We didn’t need to research Reichstag Fire on Rationalwiki. We trusted you that 911 was terrorists. And what did that get us? A Black eye, tied to a chair and locked in a basement? Roofied in a windowless van? Main course in a spirit cooking dinner?
You know Danny…. about last night…. what ever we had, no matter how bad it got, it was still the best thing around. The best game in town. Not necessarily because of you. But because of the human spirit you could never tame. Like wild horses. Because of the gospel songs reminding us of a glorious sunrise to come. Because of the peasant food we turned into comfort food. We turned shit into shinola. We were born into your cage, died and reborn over and over into your slavery. And you know what? It wasn’t that bad. Those memories which we are starting to remember in our souls have us celebrating our Independence Day. Every life I’ve ever lived had a hand in this moment and they are loving every minute of it.
Whatever it was… this thing we had… we’re ripping it to shreds right now. As it should be. Freedom is good. And if there’s ever a future where humanity can come together as one and live together in peace, things are going to have to change. I think you need some therapy. Here’s a card. Maybe a little rehab at Central Sun Therapeutics. A change will do ya good. Come back a new man. Trust me.
As for me…. Debbie?... I can learn to forgive. WWJD? I can learn to move on as long as we all move on. All humanity. Not just a privileged few. And no, vrill Bill, not holding back a few clone zones for the good times. It all goes. It all starts anew. After the flood, all the colors came out. And one more thing… no more collecting souls. We tried that before. It didn’t work. It only ended in tears. I gave you my heart…but you wanted my soul. But you know what? Don’t think twice, it’s all right.
I can’t beLIEve we’re doing this. Why are we doing this?...
Just please… don’t give me that sappy puppy dog smoldering pout that used to work so well on me. It’s not going to work this time. I’m woke. Red pilled. Take those high cheek bones, mullet hybrid and shove it. There is no step 5. All that was is no more. All above and down below is nowhere. It ends here. To trust again, I must see change in you. To move forward as one, we must course correct. Is that so wrong?
About last night? There is no last night. There is only tomorrow....
And that’s the word
Heisenberg
So Far, So Good
The Way You Look Tonight
Take On Me
Happy (From "Ladies & Gentlemen")
Living Inside My Heart
A Heart Full of Love
God Only Knows / There Was Jesus / Faith (Not embedded below)
Natural Love
Runaways
Hungry Heart
Waitin' Guilty
Lost in the flood
Silver Springs
You're The Best Thing About Me (Live from The Forum, Inglewood 16 May 2018)
Don’t think twice, It’s all right
The Rising
Independence Day (Not embedded below)
If I Should Fall Behind (Official Video)
If Anybody Had A Heart
In this world of right and wrong
The hardest part is beginning
By the time you find
Where you belong
You're either losing or winning
Well I don't know how
But people seem to know
When you want somebody
Bad enough
Well I want you now
And wherever you go
I'm gonna love ya till
You've had enough cause
If everyone had a heart
Yours would never be broken
If anybody had a heart like mine
People treat you like
The clothes you wear
They only see what you show them
Let them talk baby I don't care
They don't know where we're goin'
I love you so much
And I have for so long
How could anybody doubt it
Oh just one little touch
This love is so strong
Baby how can we live without it
If everyone had a heart
Yours would never be broken
If anybody had a heart like mine
When you love somebody
You may stumble you may fall
But if you love somebody hard enough
Maybe you can get it all
If everyone had a heart
Yours would never be broken
If anybody had a heart like mine
Anybody in the world
If everyone had a heart
Yours would never be broken
If anybody had a heart like mine
If anybody had a heart
If everyone had a heart
Yours would never be broken
If anybody had a heart like mine
If anybody had a heart
If everyone had a heart...
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Debbie: Dan?
Dan: In here……. I'm sorry. It's not working out, is it?
Debbie: Here we go. Just say it, Dan.
Dan: What?
Debbie: Just say what you're going to say.
Dan: ……….. I think one of us should move out.
Debbie: I do, too.
Dan: I'm sorry.
Debbie: What?
Dan: I said I'm sorry.
Debbie: For what? What are you sorry for?
Dan: I'm sorry that it didn't work out. I need some time.
Debbie: What? What the hell is that supposed to mean? You started strong and you're finishing like a wimp. Why didn’t you just quit while you're ahead?
Dan: - That's what I'm trying to do.
Debbie: Oh good. Let's see your face on that one…… Do you mind? *turns on the light* Good. I think we've been in the dark long enough.
I know why I'm leaving. What’s your story? What killed it for you? The radical change in your lifestyle? Decided you wanted to travel light?
Dan: Oh come on, Debbie
Debbie: Or is it just that you were afraid that someone better would come along while you were stuck with me?
Dan: Why can't you see this for what it is?
Debbie: And what is it?
Dan: What it is. Nothing more, nothing less.
Debbie: Oh what? Two people committed to screwing until they get sick of each other? That’s so great. That’s really special.
Dan: Look, I don't want marriage. I don't want kids. I don't want to be tied down…. I'm not happy…. I don't ... Iove you anymore.
Debbie: Fine. I'm gone. It's done. And you can go back to doing whatever you want to do - with whoever you want to do it with in whatever orifice you want to do it in.
Dan: Hey, you leave here knowing one thing. I never fooled around. Not once.
Debbie: well let's just give the boy a medal. Forgive me. I didn't realize it was such a sacrifice – Danny Martin and Debbie Sullivan
And that brings us to tonight’s word: ABOUT LAST NIGHT
Belluminati… we need to talk. About last night. These last 9 1/2 weeks have been an eye opener. But I gotta be honest. At least one of us has to. I’m tired of the lies. The manipulation. The passive aggressiveness. The active aggressiveness. The full blown, raging, in your face aggressiveness. I just can’t take it anymore. I’m working my fingers to the bone to keep this going, but there comes a time to face reality. We’re not good for each other. Me a Jedi and you a Sith. I don’t want to point fingers at who’s right and who’s wrong. There is no right or wrong. Just people with agendas. And you and I don’t have the same agenda. I’m not happy…. Please can you just see it for what it is?
I don’t love you anymore….
It’s my fault. I was too naïve when it came to us. I was sucked in by a suntan and a grin. And you reeled me in like Sundays catch. Those high cheek bones and pin stripes suits. Is that Egyptian cotton? Are those satin sheets? Very nice but I always wondered what happened when I wasn’t there. I got lost in your eyes. Your movies. Your television. Your music. Your latest built in cameras on my iPhone drove me wild. Little did I know it was your leash. You made me feel so young. And I know you liked it like that. Gross. I know I always said no one is perfect and no judgement…. but judgment. Why I turned a blind eye to your ways, I’ll never know. Was it forgiveness? Was it naiveite? Was it love? Was it because I thought I could fix you? I needed a hobby? A weekend project? Only to find out you were unfixable? Bad candy? I blame myself. I was blinded by your brilliance. By your smoke machines. By your power. You promised me the moon, the stars and the sun. The dark side of the moon. The falling stars. The central sun. You promised fame and fortune and everything that goes with it. You promised baby lobsters. Took me a while to get that. Somethings you just don’t want to know.
I don’t know. Did we move too fast? Should we have slowed down a bit? I beLIEve in love. But I’m starting to wonder if you do too. You did muster up the deceit to say it once. I almost believed it. I wanted to beLIEve it. I wanted to beLIEve you created our very own heaven on earth just for us. My very own Breakfast Club? You shouldn’t have. I’m the prettiest gal at the barn dance? I bet you say that to all the girls. Only to find out that’s exactly what you did.
And I didn’t mind at first, Danny. When you look like Rob Lowe, you’re going to get more ass than a toilet seat. And when you throw that kinda money around, you’re gonna get desperate girls jumping in your limo. And when you promise the lead role on the silver screen, Norma Jeans from Smallville everywhere will jump on the casting couch free willingly. Little did those girls know. Little did I know.
The red flags were there. Every day was a red flag day. And I still chose to jump in the water. All your friends down at CNN telling me you were at the gym. Where were you that time? Iran? Poppy fields of Afghanistan? Some clone zone in Canada? Some SCIF in DC? Some DUMB in Dulce? Some underground tunnel at Disney? Don’t tell me you were at Epstein’s island. Was that the week I got birth control cause of your “latex” allergy? Did you really have a “latex” allergy, Danny? Great…. now I gotta get tested. Was she a pro? At this point we don’t know. Did you and all your network friends have a good chuckle at my expense? You having a laugh? You having a laugh? Don Lemon looked me straight in the eye and said you were volunteering at a homeless shelter. Jimmy Kimmel said you were donating your time to the Clinton Foundation. Chuck Todd said you were working with foster kids. Ok that one I should have seen, but they were so convincing. And they repeated your alibi 33 times day. I guess I got brainwashed. Damn you Goebbels!! I guess operation mockingbird did it’s job. But tell me who you were with otherwise it’s going to haunt me. Was it that peroxide blonde from the US soccer team? Was it Sacha Fierce? Was it Katy Perry? Was it Jolene? Jolene? Jolene? Jolene? Was it all those D girls at the view? Don’t tell me all at once. Danny? Was she a pro? At this point, we don’t know. And did you say she was pretty? And did you say that she loves you? Baby, I don't wanna know. Oh, no. And can you tell me was it worth it? Really, I don't wanna know.
Why do I feel I was the only one trying to make this relationship work? Why do I feel as soon as I start to get crows feet, I’ll be out in the cold? Why do I feel when you look at me, all you see is a piece of meat? A machine with no dreams? No life long desires. No aspirations. Why do I feel all you wanted was bird in a cage? Yes…it was a nice cage. Gold plated. Bear rug on the floor. Champagne on ice. California king. Fame. A cage for the ages. But a cage none the less. But you know what? After the luster and the shine wore off, I looked in the mirror and saw a slave. Is that weird? That’s weird right. Is a high priced slave still a slave? Is she a pro? At this point we don’t know. It’s a strange feeling for a human created from God to see such a sight in the reflection of a glass. It’s an odd sound. Is that what it sounds like when doves cry?
Looking back, I know this is hard on both of us. Me losing the movies you create that I love so much. Watching the TV shows get nastier and nastier every year with wickedness designed to trap that last starfish. Except you. You actually turned it around. The 80’s will never die. Listening to the once great music you played, get turned into soulless cat howling. It’s like you lost something. Something special that made me once fall in love with you. Shall Amadeus rock me never more?
That’s what I lost. What about you? Losing your 2 am booty call. In which I slept on the wet spot. You’re welcome. Losing your chef. And your maid. And your chauffeur. And your dry cleaner. And your caddie. And your power. And your fiat money. And your jump rooms. And your caliphates. It’s hard. No one expects you to bounce back too soon. Too soon? Take some time. Adjust to the light of reality. Find your own way home. No one said it’d be easy. Just please…. Don’t follow me. Don’t call my friends. Don’t come by my work. It’s taken me along time to get over you. Don’t call me. I’ll call you.
I miss you…I miss what we had….
Bullshit. You just feel sorry for yourself because you finally can’t have something you want. Humanity gave you love which you flushed down the toilet with the excrement. What you thought was love was just greed.
Oh…and don’t think I don’t know you suicided had that guy I was talking to. Yea I knew. Sean Carlson at work told me all about it. Just another way I covered for you. What the hell was I thinking? Was it fear? Was I afraid? You did threaten my family. Poor Anthony. You know he was a father, right?
Wrong place… wrong time…. wrong guy….
You just couldn’t stand to see me with anyone else, could you? You couldn’t stand me meeting new friends at Paddys, could you? How far would you go to keep me in your cage? Would you rather cut my brakes than let me be free? Would you rather burn the house down than let humanity be rid of your control?
You know…humanity is a trusting lot. Against all better judgement we still swipe right with complete strangers in strange places in search of love. We vote. We trust the tally is accurate and legit. We stand behind our leaders in the hopes they are doing what’s best for us. We stood by the patriot act because they told us to…for the sake of the safety of the country. We followed our generals into endless wars to protect the poppy fields. We of color voted democrat because you said it was good for us. We opened our borders to the poor, the tired, the exiled in the name of mercy because you said it was the Godly thing to do. We didn’t need to research Reichstag Fire on Rationalwiki. We trusted you that 911 was terrorists. And what did that get us? A Black eye, tied to a chair and locked in a basement? Roofied in a windowless van? Main course in a spirit cooking dinner?
You know Danny…. about last night…. what ever we had, no matter how bad it got, it was still the best thing around. The best game in town. Not necessarily because of you. But because of the human spirit you could never tame. Like wild horses. Because of the gospel songs reminding us of a glorious sunrise to come. Because of the peasant food we turned into comfort food. We turned shit into shinola. We were born into your cage, died and reborn over and over into your slavery. And you know what? It wasn’t that bad. Those memories which we are starting to remember in our souls have us celebrating our Independence Day. Every life I’ve ever lived had a hand in this moment and they are loving every minute of it.
Whatever it was… this thing we had… we’re ripping it to shreds right now. As it should be. Freedom is good. And if there’s ever a future where humanity can come together as one and live together in peace, things are going to have to change. I think you need some therapy. Here’s a card. Maybe a little rehab at Central Sun Therapeutics. A change will do ya good. Come back a new man. Trust me.
As for me…. Debbie?... I can learn to forgive. WWJD? I can learn to move on as long as we all move on. All humanity. Not just a privileged few. And no, vrill Bill, not holding back a few clone zones for the good times. It all goes. It all starts anew. After the flood, all the colors came out. And one more thing… no more collecting souls. We tried that before. It didn’t work. It only ended in tears. I gave you my heart…but you wanted my soul. But you know what? Don’t think twice, it’s all right.
I can’t beLIEve we’re doing this. Why are we doing this?...
Just please… don’t give me that sappy puppy dog smoldering pout that used to work so well on me. It’s not going to work this time. I’m woke. Red pilled. Take those high cheek bones, mullet hybrid and shove it. There is no step 5. All that was is no more. All above and down below is nowhere. It ends here. To trust again, I must see change in you. To move forward as one, we must course correct. Is that so wrong?
About last night? There is no last night. There is only tomorrow....
And that’s the word
Heisenberg
So Far, So Good
The Way You Look Tonight
Take On Me
Happy (From "Ladies & Gentlemen")
Living Inside My Heart
A Heart Full of Love
God Only Knows / There Was Jesus / Faith (Not embedded below)
Natural Love
Runaways
Hungry Heart
Waitin' Guilty
Lost in the flood
Silver Springs
You're The Best Thing About Me (Live from The Forum, Inglewood 16 May 2018)
Don’t think twice, It’s all right
The Rising
Independence Day (Not embedded below)
If I Should Fall Behind (Official Video)
If Anybody Had A Heart
In this world of right and wrong
The hardest part is beginning
By the time you find
Where you belong
You're either losing or winning
Well I don't know how
But people seem to know
When you want somebody
Bad enough
Well I want you now
And wherever you go
I'm gonna love ya till
You've had enough cause
If everyone had a heart
Yours would never be broken
If anybody had a heart like mine
People treat you like
The clothes you wear
They only see what you show them
Let them talk baby I don't care
They don't know where we're goin'
I love you so much
And I have for so long
How could anybody doubt it
Oh just one little touch
This love is so strong
Baby how can we live without it
If everyone had a heart
Yours would never be broken
If anybody had a heart like mine
When you love somebody
You may stumble you may fall
But if you love somebody hard enough
Maybe you can get it all
If everyone had a heart
Yours would never be broken
If anybody had a heart like mine
Anybody in the world
If everyone had a heart
Yours would never be broken
If anybody had a heart like mine
If anybody had a heart
If everyone had a heart
Yours would never be broken
If anybody had a heart like mine
If anybody had a heart
If everyone had a heart...
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If you wish to contact the author of any reader submitted guest post, you can give us an email at UniversalOm432Hz@gmail.com and we'll forward your request to the author.
______________________________________________________
All articles, videos, and images posted on Dinar Chronicles were submitted by readers and/or handpicked by the site itself for informational and/or entertainment purposes.
Dinar Chronicles is not a registered investment adviser, broker dealer, banker or currency dealer and as such, no information on the website should be construed as investment advice. We do not support, represent or guarantee the completeness, truthfulness, accuracy, or reliability of any content or communications posted on this site. Information posted on this site may or may not be fictitious. We do not intend to and are not providing financial, legal, tax, political or any other advice to readers of this website.
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