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2 + 1 = broke

Just putting the finishing touches on some projects here at the Zone then I can start really getting into the festive spirit.  I think I might come in tonight after Madelyn is off to dreamland and push through the night so I can enjoy my Wednesday broadcast without the Top 91 weighing on me.

I have some spots of work over the holidays, you can find me DJing at The Clubhouse in the Strathcona Hotel on December 24th!  I have some great remixed Christmas songs, maybe I’ll read the Night Before Christmas, we can share some pints if you need to get out of the house.

I will be in the lower mainland over a good chunk of the holiday season and even off to Kelowna (I hope… weather and money will dictate if we make the journey).

I’ll be on the radio on Boxing Day.

And if you’re looking for a New Years Party, I’ll be DJing at the Veneto Lounge in the Rialto Hotel.  I’ll have lots of fun songs on the playlist from the past decade.

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Coral is now home from work, so that means I’ll really need a new laptop as I am not used to Coral staying awake so late.  Puts a crimp in my writing/music listening time.  That will take some adjustments.  Or I’ll have to kick her off the computer so I can use it! (ha, like that will work).

As per the usual, Coral and I will likely escape Christmas financially by the skin of our teeth.

I keep vowing, NEVER AGAIN, but this year it has been so hard generating any cash flow after our wedding.  In the new year Coral will have her severance and be able to cash out her savings, so we can eliminate our debt.

Then we’ll be transitioning to a one income family (well two, I just gots to earn the two).

But that’s AFTER Christmas.

I think I’ll want to start a financial blog like Krystal’s.

I love this chick.  She is so disciplined with her money.  I read her blog everyday.  I like how she sets financial goals and then makes a plan to achieve them.  She posts her monthly budget, then all month tracks her spending and at the end of the month posts a wrap up and how she did with her budget.  Very inspiring.  I want to do the same for our family and for my slowly growing music business.

The idea of having long term, emergency, vacation and slush fund savings accounts full of money would be such a luxury that it seems silly not to do it.

I want to go to the Sasquatch Festival again this year and live it up like a rock star and not have to pinch pennies like last year, so that is a good short term goal.  I also would like to to take a holiday to somewhere sunny with the family (or we talked about going to the canyons in Utah and along the California coast)… AND take a little trip all to myself.  So that vacation account will get a work out.

Now I just need a cute name for my financial blog, I was thinking “2 + 1 = broke.”  Then when we add a new little one, 2+2 = broke.”

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Might be adding a new night to my weekly DJing in 2010 and hopefully The Veneto will re-up and expand my time there.

Lots to look forward to in 2010!

Go with yourself.

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Wow, when was that video taken? Summer of this year?  Amazing how much more hair she has now.

We were at Zellers doing some shopping and Mads loved tearing through the store.  Just the other night we were in Zellers to buy some clothes for a family portrait and Mads bolted and started running through the aisles and displays of clothing.  It was quite the dash.  I wished I had a video camera strapped to her to film from her perspective and I posted:

I’d love to mount a video camera on Madelyn and set her loose in a Zellers. about 17 hours ago from TwitterBerry

Then James and Two tweeted back the technology exists!

tysonelder

@jeremy_baker it can be arranged.

James_LRR

@Jeremy_Baker I can hook you up with a camera. 🙂

O RLY?

Should we make a date?

Merry Christmas

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Might be time for me to replace the ole’ Kenwood Stereo Amp.  Since I have lived on my own, the Kenwood has powered my sonic journeys.  God bless it but the time has come to find a new/old amp for my turntable.  The Kenwood requires a lot of attention when I fire it up as its connections are wonky.  I lose sound out of the right or left speaker and have to fiddle with the knobs to get it sound full and great.  When it works out, it works out and it sounds wonderful.  But I usually lose half a song fiddling.

I bought the Kenwood Amp some time ago when Paul and I first moved out to a basement suite together on Boundary Road on the Burnaby side of the Vancouver/Burnaby divide.  We lived sorta near Moscrop School and an easy walk to the Joyce Skytrain Station.

A picture of my set up circa early 2007, Fernwood Apartment. Kenwood is on the right, second unit up above the DVD player.

I am sure I have blogged about my amp before.  Paul and I headed out to a fair or flea market in Aldergrove or Cloverdale.  I bought the amp for $20.  Likely, the best $20 I ever spent.

The amp went with me when Alex and I moved to Commercial Drive.  My old man bought me speakers that year for my birthday and I still have those.  I’ve spilt some wax down the side.

When I got the job in Victoria, the amp made the sea voyage.  It was around that time that I foraged in my Dad’s garage for his old Hitachi Record player.

As the seasons changed, I phased the CD player out, but the Amp, record player and speakers have endured, Fernwood to Yates to Esquimalt.  I now run my DJ rig through the amp when I practice at home.

* I just want to stop for a moment to say that Jose GonzalezVeneer is amazing.

The time has come to think about replacing the Kenwood with something new, but part of me wonders if I should try and fix it?  It is just the connections that are wonky?  Maybe I could order or find the same model on the internet or maybe the answer is rolling the dice on a new/old amp at a garage sale?

The home stereo March 2009

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The Book of Negroes threw me off my path of John Jewitt’s account of being a slave on Vancouver Island.  I’ll need to finish that book so I can begin my next step in creating my first radio documentary.

I’ll really need to get it done before I get some new books (fingers crossed) from Santa.  I have a couple on my list but one that I am excited to track down (if it doesn’t come down the chimney) is Perfecting Sound Forever: An Aural History of Recorded Music by Greg Milner.

Greg travels through history, Thomas Edison to Auto-tune.  I can dig it.  Might make a good subject for a future podcast.  So many podcasting ideas.  We’ll see how well Coral and I can correct our financial situation in the new year before I can think about anymore audio gear.

That’s all I got, tomorrow we’ll see how my day shapes up but i might try to tackle my top 10 records of 00s.

Go with yourself.

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A bartender named Holly turned me on to this song from a band called Kyte.  Wikipedia reminds me of the epicness of Explosions in the Sky or This Will Destroy You; but with a wispy vocal melody.  Mighty good.

I met Holly last Saturday at the Rialto where I find myself DJing Saturday nights.  What a great place, it feels good to be at a place where I can really bite into my playlists and find some interesting music.  This gig found me because I sent a cold call email to the Rialto about a year ago when they did their renovations.  I asked if I could DJ, they said no… fast forward a year and there I am.

The evening forced my hand in finally investing in my production.  I headed to Long and McQuade and purchased a Numark NS7.  The NS7 is a controller that lets me use Serato Itch.  It simulates a turn table DJ rig, but I like it because it is smaller (it uses two 45s instead of LPs) and all contained.  I can set it up in our little home, practice, and break it down much easier than the turntables I had from Boitano.  I might have wanted to chose the Vestax VCI 300, it is smaller still than the NS7 and cheaper, but I wanted to play on something a bit more substantial… but I can see myself one day wanted something even smaller, when my skills improve.

My goal right now is practice, practice, practice.  I want to have at least a passable skill at blending and mixing two cuts together.  The NS7 also has lots of fun and user friendly features to create loops and rush around a track, maybe one day I’ll be able to really birth some interesting sonic creations.

In the future, I will need to get an accountant (thank you John!), register the old business up, promotional material and I think we’ll need a new laptop.  I just didn’t have the money or the guts to finance one right now.  Coral and I are hoping that after her layoff is final, we put some money in the bank and my DJ business stabilizes and becomes legitimate I can invest in a MacBook Pro or something equally fancy pants (do I *really* need a Mac?  I mean all the other DJs have one…).  The Toshiba is a temperamental lady these days, but she serves like a wiley veteran of foreign wars and so far hasn’t had any meltdowns or tantrums during a set (well it did the other night but no one really noticed!).

After the laptop, my next goal is a mobile set of speakers to rock a shindig that is not rigged for a dance party and build a visual component for my performance.  Then Coral and I will need a bigger home to store all this stuff and build my studio to make my historical podcasts and Coral was saying something about living somewhere where it snows in the winter and we have a barn… OK, breathe… now I am getting way ahead of myself.

First, practice, practice, practice.

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Coral Crawford: I’m like ashamed to admit I really love that new 30 seconds to Mars song.

you and every other 13 year old, you and every other 13 year old my dear.

Coral and I are back to grind after our fun weekend in Vancouver with Dave and Lindsay checking out the Canucks/Oil game.

Canucks crushed which sucks for Dave, but Coral and I had a fun time sitting along the highest row of GM place with our Blue and Green Canucks shirts and drinking expensive beer.

The game was wicked fun, Canucks got out to a HUGE lead early, then I got to listen to Dave lament the rest of the game with his hilarious observations.  There were lots of Oil fans up in the plebes with us, so lots of good natured ribbing.

After the game, it was pouring rain and we wandered the city looking for a pub without an aggressive line of oppressive cover charge and settled for Lenox on Granville and Robson.  Oddly, I used to work right by this pub but never drank there.  (too touristy) but hey, now I am a tourist!

The bar was full of Australians… weird, but we made quick friends with a table of immigrants and had times that were good.

Dave was buying the rounds so I indulged him.  We stumbled out of there in time for Coral and I to once again experience the rain and catch the last skytrain to the East.

I was in no shape to drive when we returned to Coquitlam, but was in great shape to run around the bushes and and eat cheeseburgers.  Mighty times back in the Coquitlam.

Now we are back and this will likely be Coral’s last week at the government before lay-off time.

We are at peace with the lay-off.  Coral will get to be with Madelyn and get to be a stay-at-home Mom for a bit.  I’ll try and track down as much work as I can handle and we’ll see what happens.

With that, I am working on a new weekly downtown night.  Still hammering out details, but if the night happens it will have me working actual turntables and I’ll have to get my hands on Serato.  Exciting stuff and should help me elevate my performance (and generate a little income to start a proper business).

I will need a new url as I let http://jeremybaker.ca slip.  doh! Its a bit of story how I even got the domain, then had no way of using it, then it expired and now… well once again we turn to a BBM from Coral.

Coral Crawford: OMG! jeremybaker.ca is about masturbation!!!
Jeremy Baker: ha ha!
Jeremy Baker: Its about time.

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Go with yourself.

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I woke up this morning to find a pile of shit in the middle of my kitchen floor.  How that pile shit came to be is a story with roots that stretch back to Friday night.

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nyQuil

Friday night Coral and I had a date night.  It was payday, Margot took Mads for the evening, and the movie Pirate Radio was playing (fun movie BTW).

As luck would have it, I started developing a head cold Friday afternoon at work, but I didn’t want to cancel the first night in forever when Coral and I had a chance to hit the town, spend some money and have fun so I manned up and trudged on.

After the film, I was pretty sick and when we got home I crushed a cup full of NyQuil and headed off to dreamland.

The thing about NyQuil is that it is a horrible narcotic.  NyQuil is supposed to pass you the fuck out so can sleep well and get better medicine (that is what the commercial says right?)  But I just ended up having lucid dreams and at 4AM, I woke.  Sick  but very much awake.  I couldn’t sleep so I woke up and watched infomercials and music videos.  They still show videos on the TV overnight, neat.

I didn’t get any better and by 6AM I needed to sleep because I was working at The Zone.  I didn’t want to call in because I was already filling in due to the Zone being short staffed with holidays going on.  I trudged in and kinda half slept, half push buttons.  By 3PM, I was full on sleeping in the chair at the Zone and wiping snot off my face.

Sadness, Saturday night was my brother CJ’s 28th birthday.  I texted Coral and told her there was no way I’d be in shape for dinner, but if I slept maybe I could do the hockey game.

I came home had a little nap… then found the DayQuil.  Looking back now, I would call this the TSN turning point.  I felt like a regular champion and met up with the boys for CJ’s birthday feeling no pain.

A few beers and an S-Kings shutout victory later, I am at Sugar to see Armchair Cynics/Acres of Lions/Vince Vaccaro.  I am drunk… nothing out of the ordinary for a night club on  a Saturday night.

The show ends, its 1 o’clock in the morning, Coral’s sister drives me home.  I hang up my coat, put away my cell phone and wallet, lock up the house, gear down and climb into bed with Coral.

I wake up in the morning, go into the kitchen to get a pot of coffee going and to my shock and horror, someone… or some thing has shit smack dab in the middle of my kitchen floor.

I yell to Coral, “Coral!  Someone broke into our house last night and shit on the floor!  or like a dog maybe…”

“A dog didn’t shit on our floor, you did!”

“SWA?”

“Well it makes sense, you peed on the floor in the bedroom.”

wow… Coral had to fill me in on what happened in the middle of the night.

As I said, I rolled into the apartment a bit after 1AM, geared down and went to bed.  But what really happened shocks and frightens me.

Coral says she woke up at 4AM to see me sitting naked on a stack of CDs in the corner of our bedroom.  It was dark and all she could make out were eyes that looked like a raccoon’s at night and my hand pushing my penis down as I urinated on the floor.  She screamed at me, “what are you doing?”  I answered back matter of factly, “going to bathroom.”

“On the floor in the bedroom?”

“No.”

“well you are.”

That must have spooked me, she says I got up and ran out of the room like a naked jangly alien.  She said I went into the apartment and she could hear me crashing around and I was gone for some time.

I came back to the bedroom and crawled into bed like nothing happened.  Coral turns to me and asks, “why did you pee on the bedroom floor?”

I reply, “no I didn’t, don’t be crazy.”

“Yes you did, I saw you.  Right over there,” and points to the corner of the bedroom.  I get back out of bed, turn on the light and investigate.  Would you look at that, I peed on the floor of my own bedroom.  I then go back to the kitchen and return with a cloth and start cleaning.  Go back to bed.

I remember none of this.  I woke up this morning and was genuinely horrified to find dumps on my kitchen floor.  Coral said she can only imagine that it happened while I was crashing around when I ran out of the bedroom. She speculates that maybe I thought I was outside squatting.  But still, questions remain, are there any more surprises around our home? Is my sleepwalking something to expect in the future? And if so, can there be a way to corral me into the bathroom to do my deeds, or even a bucket somewhere?

DayQuil is a hell of a drug.

I am not one to get blackout drunk, but there have been times in my past where I’ve put on similar productions and almost all of them begin with me being sick, taking cold medicine, then drinking.

Many moons ago, my band had a show at The Cobalt and I was sick.  I swallowed a variety pack of sudafeds, DayQuil and whatever else was around.  The band headed down to the Cobalt and I started pouring back their cheap draught beer.  By the time it was Smut Peddlings Sam’s turn to rock the stage I was not me anymore, I was some other creature.  I don’t remember the set at all.  But it was one of the few shows we taped and it was both horrible and heroic.  I spent much of the set doing one of two things, screaming obscenities at the skids and punks watching our set or laying on my back doing a Jim Morrison free form thing.  It was terrible.

At one point, some guy was heckling the band and I stopped down and started calling him a Megadeth wanna be mother fucker or something.  He whipped out his dick and started flopping it about.  Then he picked up a chair and threw it at me.  So I grabbed the chair and hurled it back at him and the bouncers came and peace was restored.  Set continued.  I sang lyrics to songs we didn’t have, different words to the wrong song. A real rock and roll tragedy.

After the set I went up to Wendy the manager to apologize and she said, “are you kidding?  That was great!” and handed me a pile of money.

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Then there was that time I was down at the beach in Gordon Head… but I think I’ve told enough embarrassing stories for a night.

Go with yourself.

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Jess turned me on to a new blog the other day by a guy named Neil.  I have been jiving on Neil’s style lately and he had one of those meme type posts going on, and it looked sorta fun, so I thought I’d give it try on a lazy gray Saturday morning.

1)  You are facing an epic journey. You may choose one companion, one tool and one vehicle from any book or film to accompany you. Or just one of the three.  It’s up to you. What do you choose?

My companion is an easy one.  I would pick my buddy Bob for three key reasons.

i) He scored some Canucks tickets for the game against the San Jose Sharks, right behind the Sharks bench!

ii) Bob never complains.  We are an epic journey to chuck the ring in Mordor’s fiery lava pit and then save Princess Zelda… I got no time to hear how his girlfriend troubles.

iii) But that doesn’t mean Bob doesn’t like to talk.  While we travel across endless trackless desert on a horse with no-name, I can count on Bob to keep me thoroughly entertained with stories of sexual conquest, gossips from the characters in his life and hockey trivia.

Tool? Lateralus

Vehicle… well our journey would be a comedy… and nothing gets you into weird space/time continuum predicaments like Doc Brown’s Delorean.

2)  You can escape to the insides of any book. Where do you go, and why?

Part of me thinks it would be cool to live in Trilogy North and South.  I remember reading those books as a kid and the main characters crushed a lot of Civil War era vag.  One of the main characters is this lady named Brett who I always imagined as being very attractive.  Growing up I always thought Brett was a strange name for a man, because in my mind, it belongs to a Southern Belle.

3)  You can bring one literary character into your current life. Who do you choose, and why?

Robert Langdon… we’d travel the globe solving capers.

4)  _________________ is my go-to book. I could read that book fifty-seven times in a row without a break for food or a pee and not be remotely bored. In fact I’ve already done that but it wasn’t fifty-seven times.  It was sixty-four.

I have a hard time reading fiction books multiple times.  Now, my books about medieval history or Canadian War History?  those I can go to anytime.

5)  Of all the literary or film characters that made an impression on you as a kid, who was the most enviable?

I remember reading Sue Carpenter’s 40 Watts From Nowhere, maybe not when I was a kid, but a young adult, and I was pretty excited by the prospect of starting a pirate radio station.

Sue started a pirate radio station out of her apartment in California and lived this crazy eclectic lifestyle that I always thought I’d like to try.  The internet doesn’t make the need for a pirate radio broadcaster as important as times past, but it would be a fun hobby to run a radio station out of my home, some day.

6)  Of all the literary or film characters that made an impression on you as a kid, who was the most frightening?

Film character?
Fucking Jaws man… that shark scared the shit out of me as a kid.  I remember it was on TV late one hot summer afternoon, and for some r-tarded reason I watched it.  Then my Mom took us all up to Spani Pool for a swim.  I could barely get in the water, and when I did, I was TERRIFIED the whole time.

A shark that eats people? who dream up this shit?

7)  Every time I read _________________, I see something in it that I haven’t seen before.

Like I said, I don’t re-read fiction too often.  So yeah, Neil is smarter than me, read his answer about the book The Decameron.  he made me want to read it.

8)  It is imperative that _________________ be made into a movie. Now. I am already picketing Hollywood for this—but if they cast _________________ as _________________, I will not be happy. I will, however, be appeased if they cast _________________.

I blooged about this before, but the story of John Jewitt NEEDS to be made into a film.

If they cast Robert Pattinson as John Jewitt or the kid that plays a werewolf in New Moon as Maquinna, I’ll barf, however I can be appeased if Jewitt is played by either R Patts Brit Pack buddy from Pirate Radio, Tom Sturridge or… maybe the fugly guy from Notting Hill, Rhys Ifans.

9)  _________________ is a book that should never be made (or should have never been made) into a film.

Fast Food Nation was a powerful book that lost some mustard when it was made into a film.

and any of those movies based on blogs that were made into books.  Texts From Last Night, hilarious, please don’t make it a movie.

10)  After all these years, the _________________ scene in the book/movie _________________ still manages to give me the queebs.

Queebs is some sort of cracker slang for what exactly?

11)  After all these years, the _________________ scene in the book/movie _________________ still manages to give me a thrill.

Whenever I watch Glory and matthew Brodrick is like, “The 54th will lead the charge against..” whatever the fort is called.  And you know, all those poor guys are gunna die.

12)  If I could corner the author _________________, here’s what I’d say to them one minute or less about their book, _________________:

It would be George R.R. Martin and I would say,

“Seriously guy, finish your god damned story or give me my money back!

“If life was like school, you would have so failed out by now friendo.  Why are you walking the streets talking to me, get back to work writing YOUR GOD DAMNED BOOK…”

13)  The coolest non-fiction book I’ve ever read is _________________. Every time I flip through it, it makes me want to _________________.

I love non-fiction and re-visit my collection often.  Any time I read my book on Canadian Wolrd War One I want to write a screen lay for a movie that will suck 100 times less than Passchendaele.

Go with yourself.

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I don’t know what to tell you other than, I don’t know what to tell you.

I really want some pumpkin pie AND there *might* be some in the fridge, and if there is…. then I also know the whereabouts of some whip cream in one of those futuristic aerosol cans.  BUT! but, what if there is no pumpkin pie left?  A true and frightening possibility.  The last time Coral and I went grocery shopping, we bought just a half pie as a treat.  That was the weekend and here I sit late on a Tuesday.  Gone? it must be.  Should I check?  no, because if it is there, I’ll eat it, and if its not, I will eat the consolation prize, whip cream straight out of the can.  bad.

I went to a personal trainer on Monday and did some fitness testing.  I scored poor (or worse) on every test she did.  Then she asked about my diet (which I thought was one area I excelled at) and she laughed at me.

I need to eat more, AND eat less.  SWA?  More good and more meals in general.  Less processed food and WAY less pop.  Sadness, pumpkin pie and pop are my favourites.

I am going to try and make a go of this.  I will cut my pop back to treat status (kinda like beer, which I have kept in pretty good control since meeting Coral).  If pop becomes beer, then it will be a weekend/holiday/event type dealio and not a daily, or multiple times a day thing.

The trainer said that one step alone will shrink my paunch.

Then she said, my general leanness (see: skinny) should make the perception of noticeable muscle growth a reality that will in turn, re-enforce my working-out-ness.  Good times.

That all said, I woke up sore but good today… tomorrow I might get some time in the meat of the day between appointments to go again.  Alright, twice in a week.  That’s a start.

Go with yourself.

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I signed up for a 24 hour gym tonight.  God bless the internet.  For… hmmm, wow, the better party of a year, I’ve been wah wah-ing about how sad I am that I am so outta shape, and what to do? and how do I pay for it? and where is the time?

And then… it hit me… fuck, I seem to be up every night till some dumb hour, trolling the internet, watching the worst late night TV, wandering my tiny condo, doing nothing… if only there was something productive, I could do at 12 midnight.  a-ha! Work out.  AND there is a 24 hour gym in Victoria.  I went to their website and you can sign up for a free month trial.  I did, they emailed me a coupon and tomorrow I’ll bring it in and get their “pitch.”  If its reasonable, I’ll sign up and get in the best shape of my life… or not.  Maybe it costs a billion trillion dollars to work out at a 24 hour gym?

The point is, after trolling the internets for a bit, I could burn off energy doing something. Its so boring at night.  It is times like this I wish I lived in a city, then I’d walk outside.

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My online journey yesterday lead me to read about a new band called Girls.

Their or his, or whatever… the record is called “Album.”  Neat huh.

Has a nice vintage rock & roll sound.  Maybe for fans of Glasvegas… except they don’t have that one nice stand-out like “Geraldine.”  Surf style guitars, Buddy Holly hic-up sing-songs.

Review: Girls – ‘Album’

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Go with yourself.

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mads picking her nose

Zoner Adam called me up this afternoon saying I needed to check out the website The People of Walmart.

Yes the website is hilarious, but it does not make me feel better about my own life… I shop at Walmart sometimes too!  I am the people of Walmart.

Listen: I am the People of Walmart

Go with yourself.

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