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<editorsnote> Hi, I'm Jen Friel, and we here at TNTML examine the lives of nerds outside of the basements and into the social media, and dating world.  We have over 75 peeps that write about their life in real time. (Real nerds, real time, real deal.) Sit back, relax, and enjoy some of the stories!! </editorsnote>

 

 

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Monday
Dec172012

#NerdUnite: Today, I will squeeze my loved ones a little tighter

<editorsnote> Nerds, meet my buddy Chelsea. She's a newbie to our loverly state of California and is currently trying to find her own voice and find her own way. Gosh, aren't we all??? She's here today to talk about her journey in life, love, and all things nerd.  I only have one more thing left to say ... HIT IT CHELSEA!!</editorsnote>

#TalkNerdyToMeLover's @chelofthesea

So on Friday I was overwhelmed and my natural response is to do a writing brain dump. These are the results. Not the most complete piece I've ever written but some have sad it helped them today so I wanted to share it with the TNTML community. (Also, I've been missing for way too long. I know. Expect more writing soon! Chelsea has a broken laptop but Christmas is very soon.)

I work for a human rights organization. An organization that deals with sadness and tragedy on a daily basis. I’ve dealt with death of close family members more than most of my friends. I don’t cry. I’m known to be callous on the outside. And have even been accused of lacking empathy from time to time. I don’t have patience for stupidity and I often ignore the opinions of others, knowing I’m most often right.

On Friday – I was caught off guard. I hurt in a way I didn’t know I could hurt. I hurt for children on the other side of the country who took their last breaths in fear. Who watched their classmates die and whose innocence was robbed, whether or not they survived.

I lost my mom when I was nearly 16, my brother almost 12. We watched her take her final breath and said goodbye, knowing she’d never watch us graduate or get married or meet her presumed grandkids. I hugged my grandma as she saw her daughter’s lifeless body wheeled away on a gurny to be put into an incinerator somewhere, per her own wishes. All she could explain was that no parent should ever have to say goodbye to their own child. But she did.

I’ve dealt with that. And I’ve moved on.

That’s why I don’t cry. Not because I don’t care but because I’ve been there and my heart has broken so much that it sometimes can’t break again.

But on Friday it broke and I can’t seem to get it to stop breaking.

Elementary school was the backdrop to some of the fondest memories of my life.

I worked at a daycare for 2+ years of my life, and nannied for a similar amount of time. My mom was an elementary school teacher. I spent a lot of time surrounded by kids. I spent a lot of time in hallways, seeing the drawings of kindergarten classes lining the walls. I’ve seen children learn something, their eyes filled with joy as they realize their own capacity. Kids bring me a happiness I can’t explain. There’s not much more I love than holding a little one, asking them questions, engaging their curiosity in a way that most brush off.

I want to do something. I want to stand on mountaintops and yell for people to throw away their guns. To rid themselves of the tool used to end so many precious young lives. I want to yell for parents to be aware of their children’s mental state. For society to look away from their phones for a second and remember that we live in a world filled with broken people, and it’s our responsibility to care for them.

But I can’t. All I can do is cry for these babies. Cry for this little souls that will be laid to rest. Cry for the parents who have to move on without their most precious of gems. Cry for the shooter, who so desperately needed love but allowed evil to consume him. Cry for the kids who saw their friends bleeding. Cry for the city of Newtown as they have to move forward, with a dark mark on their history. Cry for our nation as we continue to face such tragedies and not know to stop them. Cry for each and every one of us. Because this life is precious and it could be gone in one minute.

Today, I will squeeze my loved ones a little tighter.

Today, I will be so thankful I had years to say goodbye to my mom. Because even though a piece of me is missing forever, I knew it was coming and was able to give her one last kiss, one last I love you, and paint her toenails for one last time.

Today I will continue to make my voice heard on the issue of gun violence, because it’s nothing but disrespectful to these children to let their deaths pass without speaking out for them. Because without those wicked weapons, who knows how today would have resulted.

If you’re reading this – you are loved. And today, share that love with someone else.

#nerdsunite

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Monday
Dec172012

Words of Wisdom with @Jesus_M_Christ

 

Friday
Dec142012

#RealDeal: Most women question if they are a "slut" 

<editorsnote> Dear mom and dad, you are DEFINITELY not going to want to read this post. Like, I love you and all, but you need to go away. Super stoked to see you at Christmas, but yeah ... go ... now. You too Michael! </editorsnote> 

Fact: I am an infinitely curious person. My parents will tell you that the first word out of my mouth was "no" and the second was "why?" I am extremely, extremely curious, opinionated, and open minded. 

A few moments ago, we received this comment on a post that was published earlier in the day ... 

 

The original post can be found right here. 

I personally published that post. Why? Because it would stir up debate and I'm definitely a bit of a firestarter. I will die before I get into an argument with someone, but a healthy, intellectual debate I am ALWAYS game for (especially on a subject I have so much first hand information on)

Earlier this year I was blasted by a Gawker owned blog who basically slut shamed me to the entire auto industry. 

I remember getting the heads up from my buddy (who at the time was the editor) while I was in Austin, and then actually LAUGHING while reading the post outloud for the first time. 

Seriously? Me? A slut? 

I then thought about it ... I like to deal with numbers. They're very tangible and defined leaving a very small margin for error. 

Am I a slut? I talked openly about having a big blue dildo, liking the fact that I've had fuck buddies, and have published all of my sex life for the last 3 years online. 

I then removed the emotional component and went back to my numbers ... there's no WAY I'm a slut. 

I did 103 dates in 9 months and only slept with 6 dudes. Even OF the six there were FOUR that I would have ABSOLUTELY gotten into a relationship with. SIX in NINE MONTHS!!! Living in a big city, and dating 4 nights a week (which I was at the time) that's 270 nights and only SIX of them did I actually sleep with someone. That's every 45 nights!!! Based on LA dating standards, I have single friends that bone different dudes at least once a week.

Translation: I am very much not a slut. 

All personal elements aside on this, I think every chick truly does wonder if she is a slut. This goes back to the American Pie day of when a dude says he's slept with 3 girls he's really only slept with one, and on the flip side of it when a woman says she has slept with 1 dude it really means three. Women will always want to "appear" less sexually active to not impede a mate's attraction to her, while a dude will always want to establish more dominance and appear to have "spread his seeds more."

Pro Tip: I personally, have NO desire to teach a guy what to do in bed. I'm 28. Get a girlfriend and get your shit together. Learn what to do. 

As far as society dictating who is and isn't a slut? It's bullshit and no one can tell you that but yourself. Do you feel comfortable with your number? Or in my case of not knowing my number, do you feel confident within yourself and feel comfortable with all the men you have slept with? Being called a "slut" is a man's way of putting a woman down, and it's rubbish. As long as a woman has the confidence to truly feel comfortable within her own skin she will NEVER CARE!!! EVEN IF IT'S DONE IN SUCH A FUCKING PUBLIC MANNER AND SYNDICATED ACROSS THE ENTIRE FUCKING INTERNET!!! 

As far as science and oxytocin goes? I can have an orgasm through penetration, and there are two dudes that have made me cum from sex, two from oral, one from just fingering (well played, sir), and one from using an "alternative" device. I am still friends TO THIS DAY with all of those dudes and they ABSOLUTELY have a special place in my heart. Immediately after they made me cum did I want to drop to my knees and ask them to have my children? No. But they're wonderful people, and we definitely share a bond. Sex is individualized. When the doors are locked and the drapes are closed, all bets on what society calls "normal" and science calls "factual" are off. 

Lemme personalize this a bit more ... 

I lost my virginity in high school but it was the most matter of fact way ever. I was about to move to NYC and I was PETRIFIED of being a virgin and people being able to "smell" it. (See how little I actually knew about sex?) 

<tangent> My lack of emotional regard towards relationships was also apparent at an early age since I had just met this dude at a pool hall and asked him to take my virginity over IM. </tangent> 

Either way ... I then lost it, and went to NYC where I proceeded to wait to have sex again. I kept thinking, I want to be in love before I do it again. 

Yeah, right. 

Flash forward to reality, and somewhere around the age of late 18/ early 19 (I was 17 in NYC), I started to have sex again. It was a strange feeling, but I mayyyyybbbbbeeee had sex once or twice during that time. 

Then, I moved to LA and met Romeo. He and I had sex on and off at least once a week for however long we were seeing each other at any given time. He was the first guy I was "sexually active" with. 

After Romeo, I dated a lot, but very rarely had sex. Then in June of 2006 I got into a relationship with Noah and stayed in it for almost a year. 

After Noah, I had a few hot and wild trysts but I was still in this place of, blah. I didn't understand how to own my own sexuality so sex was still painful and kind of boring. 

Flash forward to 2009, and I met the mentalist. One day while visiting him in LA (I had moved to Florida for a few months to commercial model) I had my first orgasm from penetration. I am not kidding you when I say sexually speaking, that. was. a. game. changer. (I also broke his bed while riding him. Yep, busted straight through the central beam. Very very proud life moment.) All of the sudden sex became less about the guy and more about me. It was slightly embarrassing at first letting a guy see the "O" face, but when you're comfortable enough with someone all of that just goes away. 

After the mentalist, I then went out on the 103 dates in 9 months couch surfing for a year and again, only slept with 6 people during that time. That ended in April of 2011, and the rest has been what I personally like to call my "slutty" phase. I never went to college so a lot of the experiences that people have there I had, only I documented on this website. I had threesomes, watched orgies, it's comical now looking back but I can SO whole-heartedly say that I've SEEN it, BEEN there, and have DONE that. Absolutely NOTHING surprises me. 

Can I still "bond" with men? And am I still "marriage" material? ABSOLUTELY!!! I fell in love with a man over the summer, and while he went down on me once, we NEVER slept together. I can say on an animalistic level, men tell me I smell like "honey." It's obviously pheromones since I don't wear perfume, but I can say very much first hand that even WHILE going through my own definition of a "slutty" phase, men have NEVER been more attracted to me, and I was still capable of falling in love and INTENSELY bonding with this person (if only for a brief period of time). 

Bottom line: 

Every girl has to have a slutty phase. If you went to college, great! You prolly had it there! If you didn't or were perpetually the "good girl" (like myself) it's cool, but know that it will catch up to you. 

Does this make us bad people, or make us incapable of achieving true bonding with a man or true love? ABSOLUTELY NOT!!! Being in love shook me, and woke me up from what I was doing. It was a very, very, beautiful thing which I will always be eternally grateful for. 

So there's my sexual history internet. Think I'm a slut? And would you ever marry me? 

#nerdsunite


 

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Friday
Dec142012

#Question: Could having pre-marital sex desensitize you too much psychologically? 

<editorsnote> Nerds, meet my buddy Anwar. We met in Florida last year, and it was because of him that I got to go out on a date with Steve Ward. True story - Anwar tweeted about Steve's Ustream broadcast, and that's where I asked him out. That shit cray! He's a rad mofo, and active in the pick up artist community (PUA) and wants to share his tips and tricks with you today. I only have one more thing left to say ... HIT IT ANWAR!! </editorsnote>

#TalkNerdyToMeLover's @AJonesPUA

Whether we like it or not, sexual immorality is the norm. Pre-marital sex is not seen as a dangerous activity as long as your protecting yourself from potential "physical" ailments, but no one ever speaks of the psychological damages or how it can potentially mess up the process of pair bonding with your future husband or wife.

Promiscuity means the perception of other human beings not as persons, but as a commodities to be used.   Promiscuous behavior is mainly dumping after use and cheating.

My goals for this post is raise awareness of the dangers of pre-marital sex. So, keep an open mind about the information and keep your personal feelings for the comment box.

The Oxytocin Release

Oxytocin is defined as "The "bonding chemical" that is released during sex, and the amount released increases with the quality and quantity of the sex: more orgasms equal more oxytocin and, therefore, more of a sense of closeness. Better loving through chemistry."

Or for a lack of better words, "Imprinting".

For a better definition read the passages below for further understanding:

Science shows us that when a woman has sex with a man, a chemical called oxytocin is released into her system. Oxytocin is a neuro-peptide most commonly associated with pregnancy and breast-feeding. It seems to act as a human superglue and helps a woman bond with her infant. This chemical also helps a woman bond with her lover during sex. New scientific studies, however, suggest that if a woman has multiple sexual partners, this will lower her levels of oxytocin which in turn can inhibit her ability to bond to her husband. -- Mark Gungor, The Damange of Sexual Promiscuity

and...

“Oxytocin seems to have been ‘designed’ by nature to make a man and woman feel bonded after sex, so they would stay together and raise children,” she says. “Today, the physiology of men and women still plays out according to this pattern. But estrogen seems to increase the calming and bonding effects of oxytocin, while testosterone seems to mute them. That's why women tend to feel more attached after sex than men do.” -- Sarah Carrillo, Why Women Feel More Attached After Sex than Men

How do you feel after reading those? I could guess a little less convinced before you clicked on the page.

The way women and men "imprint" on each other are entirely different, but the common denominator between both sexes is this oxytocin release. In recent Studies, a man with high levels of testosterone tends to mute the effects of Oxytocin, while estrogen has been known to have a special relationship with Oxytocin. When estrogen levels rise within women, Oxytocin has a stronger effect.

Oxytocin's Effects On Virgins

When I learned how Oxytocin has a more "Imprinting" function when it came to sex, I began to ponder about my first sexual experiences in my youth from the point of view of NOT who was my first sexual experience, but when. I was 19 when I had my first sexual experience during intercourse, but my first ACTUAL experience was when I was 12 during late night hours watching cinemax.

Based off the research I've read, since my first sexual experience was outside of marital sex I managed to "Imprint"  on the SEX itself. Which means I'll fall victim more to lustful fantasies and watching porn more than a guy who had his first sexual experience with a girl after marriage. On the other hand, had I "imprinted" on my EX when I was 19, my attachment to her would be the equivalent of putting my tongue on ice cold pole.

For virgin girls it's slightly different.

Females bond a lot stronger than men because of the estrogen in their systems. This is why women are so taped around their first loves because women are "wired" internally with a NEED to bond. A female experiences sex without commitment, she learns indirectly that sex means nothing. What she is "imprinted" with is the knowledge that sex and commitment are 2 different things, when that's far from the truth. Since sex has no value, most of these types of girls demand for the commitment first before sex. Because men aren't wired to do that, the relationship struggles a great degree.

To summarize, Men "Imprint" on the context of the experience while women "imprint" on the content.

So think about it ladies and gents, when boys and girls falsely bond with opposite sex. Their views on sex in general become severely obscured and misguided.

Do you understand? Think about it... This false imprinting basically just told us how sexual promiscuity is born.

Promiscuous Women And Marriage

As I mentioned above that if a woman at a young age experiences pre-marital sex in a negative context, she'll shortly learn that sex and commitment are 2 different things. Having multiple partners will inhibit the release of Oxytocin in her system and thus prohibit her from bonding with her husband.

This in turn means that she could possibly have higher levels of testosterone also and you know what that does.

Her sexual deviancy will cause her to have trust issues with men, be overtly jealous of any woman in his life and be less committed to the relationship in general. The only problem with this is if her current spouse has any idea about her sexual history. It will be hard for him to trust her because of her past.

The promiscuous female share the same characteristics as high profile athletes like Tiger Woods for example. The testosterone will inhibit their ability to bond with their husbands but will give them a unshakable desire to procreate.

Heartiste says:

She’s a high testosterone sex fiend who values sexual novelty more than pair bonding. This type of girl is a creature of her id. High T girls are easy to spot. Check for forearm hair, narrow hips, broad shoulders, a penchant for cursing, a flat ass (adjusted for race), career ambition, and status whoring.

Jezabel.com says:

 A study Sarah Mikach and Michael Bailey of Northwestern University looked at the correlation between a woman's sexual partners and how they look, felt or acted more stereo-typically masculine and found, somewhat unsurprisingly, that woman who were identified as more "masculine" tended to have more sexual partners.

Why she doesn't make a good wife? Well, allow me to name off a few characteristics promiscuous women carry...

  • They get bored quickly with just one man (Unreliable)
  • High Testosterone Levels (Leaves them prone to cheating more)
  • Have no value for her body (Will sleep with you a lot faster than a good girl)
  • Mental instability (Crazy)
  • Has Low expectations for her life, no self-esteem (meaning approval seeking)

And the list goes on, but don't lose hope yet women. Due to the fact your estrogen based beings, the chances you have on finding one mate are still greater than your testosterone filled counterparts. Estrogen fuels Oxytocin... so whenever the slut wants to get her life together and stop having sex. Her body will begin to detox and level the testosterone in her system. Indeed, that desire is so strong, it causes her to fight through many of the negative side affects of her previous sexual experiences.

It is like taking a piece of strong packing tape and applying it to a box. Leave it alone, and it will hold that box together for decades and decades. Take it off and re-apply it and, well... it just doesn't hold as well anymore. Keep taking it off and applying it a taking it off and applying it and... I think you get the idea. This is what can happen to a woman who has multiple sex partners.

Promiscuous Men and Marriage

The natural wiring women have doesn't exist in men. High levels of testosterone can actually suppress Oxytocin levels in our system.  Like I mentioned above, when men fail to "imprint" on our wives, we may spend the rest of our lives having a hard time connecting with women. In order to get that feeling again, we'll try to re-connect with what we imprinted on ourselves earlier in life. Without thinking, we turn to porn, lustful acts and sexual immorality.

This is the difference between manwhores and sluts when it comes to sex.

When men have sex with women in the beginning hours or days of meeting her. We immediately lose whatever attraction we had for her because we got the "goodies" too easy. With girls they get more attracted to Men. This reminds me of a time back in 2011, when I met this woman at the bar and within 45mins of meeting her, we had already had sex for the first time. Afterwards, I remember her being all over me actually planning our first date, while I was aloof and unresponsive.

In men, oxytocin is very important to help maintain empathy. Oxytocin enables men to share their emotions and be empathetic towards the emotions of others. Testosterone tends to decrease our empathetic abilities so having adequate oxytocin is very important. Not trying to justify the cheating with the statement, but guys who juice (take steroids), guidos (jersey shore), and athletes (Tiger Woods) are prime examples overly testosterone driven men.

Never in a million years had I ever thought that our decision making could be based on chemical imbalances in our body.

It does explain things like the effects of BPA on  men and how soy could effeminize babies infancy.

How Do We Change

Ultimately, whether the chemical imbalances do exist or not we still have the decision whether or not to cheat on our girlfriends.

In the New Testament, the Apostle Paul gave us some very powerful advice that can help us overcome the negative effects of sexual damage.

Do not conform any longer to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind. - Romans 12:2

First, you have to change the way you think in general. Succumbing to your destructive impulses that will lead you down a path to continuously blowing it. Basically, configure the way your mind views sex being NOT for pleasure but a sacred bond between you and your spouse.

I know it's hard and believe me I speak from experience. When the lust-driven society we live says otherwise, stay strong and adamant. Because you don't want to keep imprinting on experiences and people who will drive you to the ground. I applaud anyone who can get out the dating game successfully and I admit I was wrong about 1 thing when I got into pickup. I wanted to get more experience with women to prepare myself for the right one, but that's wrong mindset.

Had I focused on become a more suitable man for marriage rather than a suitable man to have sex with, I would be in a totally different place by now .

Conclusion

Outside of marriage, men tend to imprint on the lustiness of "naughty" sex. A man may try to re-live that in his marriage by fantasizing about other women while making love to his wife or by trying to guilt his wife into performing sexually in ways that she is not comfortable with, or by ignoring his wife altogether as he masturbates in a pathetic attempt to re-create his lustful fantasies. It would be better, however, for that man to stop trying to re-live his previous sexual experiences and force himself to intentionally focus on his wife, think about her, actually be with her, and not attempt to recreate the sexual exploits of his youth.

Outside of marriage, women tend to come away with an attitude that "sex doesn't mean anything" when, if fact, it can mean everything when it comes to her husband truly bonding with her. She must now be much more deliberate in her approach to sex, having to continually remind herself that sex is a vital component for her marriage to thrive.

Is there hope for people of the whore-ish variety to experience love and happiness through one person? Yes, but it's going to be a long journey of fighting the negative impulses and feelings they built while growing up. It definitely has had it's effect on me upon researching information for this post. A renewing of the mind is definitely what the doctor ordered, because I never knew sexual has had such an impact on us chemically.

I never knew "Imprinting" was actually a thing outside of birds.

I never knew about Oxytocin and the benefits that arrive with it.

Always remember, God is not a prude. He does not tell us to avoid sexual promiscuity because he is somehow embarrassed about sex. He just knows how we are wired and wants us to experience the very best.

#nerdsunite

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Thursday
Dec132012

#NerdsUnite: A year end wrap and a change in dating pace

No not that kinda rap. 

Although I do love this song. NINJA ... NINJA ... RAP!!!! 

God, they don't make music like this anymore ... sigh. 

Alrite, so I've had a really introspective week from all of these meetings with fancy pants people trying to understand me and understand what it is that I do. One of them in particular was this super smarty pants producer who pointed out that even though I live my life in a very public manner, it is still all online which no matter what places a very visible wall between me and the rest of the world. It is only the perception of vulnerability that I represent. For me to be truly vulnerable I have to remove all of my digital layers in meeting someone and be truly "vulnerable" by any literal definition of the word. Sans the walls, sans the profiles, sans the homepages. Just me man, you woman. Let's make whoopie. 

Such an ah-ha moment. 

Then, at another meeting, I sat with two Jewish duderinos who kept telling me over and over that I just need to meet a good Jewish boy. I then piped up saying, but I've ONLY dated Jewish guys!!!!!! 

True story ... Romeo? Jewish. Noah? Jewish. I don't think Antonio was Jewish come to think of it, but I've also worked at a Jewish day camp, a Jewish day care, grew up in an all Jewish town, worked at the LA kosher restaurant the Milk and Honey, AND have dated both an Israeli and a rabbi's son. I love love love Jewish guys. They're so focused on business, making money, being frugal, and working a hustle!!! Sound familiar? I survived with only $10 for a friggen year, and am TO THIS DAY the most frugal person I know. Me and Jewish dudes go together like coconut milk and hangovers. We're totes besties! 

That being said, for at least the next 6 months, I am no longer going to be online dating I am instead going to start attending Jewish Singles Mixers AND I just joined a gym in the hopes of also potentially meeting someone there. All the Jewish dudes I've ever dated were super super into fitness and health, so the gym component kills two birds with one stone - BUT instead of just going to "any" gym, I am signing up for a super posh one that potentially more Jewish dudes would be attracted to. I used to use LA fitness in my early 20s, but as I got older I started using specialty gyms. Sure they were more expensive, but the people that would psychologically choose those gyms are the ones I want to deal with!! I don't want a guy that has a super traditional 9-5 that he hates while he works on his acting/ writing/ directing career. I'm deliriously in love with what I get to do everyday and develop the business around, I can't feel comfortable talking about the awesomeness of the day in front of someone who hated their day. I won't rule out dating a creative type but I prefer more business minded people. I may not have been capitalistic in the past but that was merely to prove something to myself. I'm not going to be a starving artist anymore (and this next year in general the brand will focus around luxury and creating abundance).

ALSO!!! I have become a MEAN cook. I made this super yummy ground turkey, jalapeno, mixed veggie, salsa and pasta dish earlier this week. 

 

UUGGGHHH so good and super healthy!!!

So that crosses off being able to cook for a duderino as well. 

I'm not looking to be this "placeholder" for the definition of a wife. I'm extremely opinionated and want a partner in crime. I want someone that kicks my ass, tells me I'm being an idiot, and someone that I get to share this ridiculously insane life with (and who also provides balance. I can't date someone equally insane or I'll end up locked in jail in a 3rd world country). 

Oh, and for the whole not being Jewish thing? When it comes to having kids in the Jewish religion it's actually dependent upon the mother, and if I do genuinely end up settling down with a Jewish guy I'd have no problem becoming Jewish for him. I wouldn't be a practicing Jew since I don't believe in organized religion at all, however, I do want my kids to have religion of some kind since it provides boundaries and peace of mind for kids. Explaining the concept of atheism and the general "lack" of a higher power I'm sure is super scary for kids and I wouldn't want that. 

So, that's my story and I'm sticking to it. This is either the smartest or dumbest thing I've ever done ... but watch out single Jewish LA dudes. Friel is coming for ya!!!! =) 

HA, that sounded naughty ... shut up Jen. 

K. bai! 

#thatisall

 

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