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  <title>The Uh Oh Spot</title>
  <subtitle>You may say I'm a dreamer, but I'm not the only one</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>Boy</name>
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  <updated>2007-12-03T11:18:28Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:smorash:37209</id>
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    <title>fuckin JEW! and stuff!</title>
    <published>2007-12-03T11:18:28Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-03T11:18:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/smorash/pic/000019zq/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/smorash/pic/000019zq" width="320" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;concert was a blast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a few hours im flying out to Germany.&lt;br /&gt;drinks will be drank,&lt;br /&gt;pictures will be..pic'd (??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, forget that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bro and i are gonna hit up amsterdam, drive on the autobahn&lt;br /&gt;and a bunch of other stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh...finally, easy access to good beer, on tap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see ya in 2 weeks!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:smorash:37000</id>
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    <title>hey guys!</title>
    <published>2007-11-18T17:26:34Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-18T17:26:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">long time no post, or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways its been the same shit, just different days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next month from the 3rd to the 17th i will be in germany.&lt;br /&gt;fuck yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;getting another tattoo while in there, prolly pierced too..&lt;br /&gt;althought i have not quite decided about that yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats it&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:smorash:36819</id>
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    <title>...</title>
    <published>2007-10-20T17:39:20Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-20T17:39:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20071020/ap_on_en_ot/books_harry_potter;_ylt=AnYjRIBkX9Wy5KcYxIxF0EwDW7oF"&gt;http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20071020/ap_on_en_ot/books_harry_potter;_ylt=AnYjRIBkX9Wy5KcYxIxF0EwDW7oF&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dumbledore is gay!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:smorash:36369</id>
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    <title>smorash @ 2007-10-15T09:11:00</title>
    <published>2007-10-15T13:12:54Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-15T13:12:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">yeah, im gonna go with i was slightly intoxicated a wee bit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember sitting down and typing out a huge long post,&lt;br /&gt;but i didnt remember &lt;i&gt;exactly&lt;/i&gt; what it said..</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:smorash:36200</id>
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    <title>hello again</title>
    <published>2007-10-15T06:52:13Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-15T06:53:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">after a long converstaion of me getting frustrated with her lack to tell me anything, i finally get this from her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i want to have fun. i want to be free. i want to act 22, for once."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, wait - i didnt hold her back, and i was plenty fun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*scratches head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hummm...&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after explaining to her that i do not have reoccurring dreams, ever. but ive been having this one where i know this guy is with her, but i cant see his face to see who it is. and asking if she is seeing/interested in somebody else, i get&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"what am i gonna do if i am seeing somebody else, call and tell you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,&lt;br /&gt;now&lt;br /&gt;im onto &lt;br /&gt;the next stage of 'recovery'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im pretty sure that i missed a few steps, or skipped around a bit but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(in advance - sorry to any one that gets offended by choice words)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im at the stage where im angry.&lt;br /&gt;im angry at her ability to just blow me off like im nothing.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, this wasnt my girlfriend, this was my fucking wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/clears throat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck you and your lies&lt;br /&gt;fuck you and your inability to commit&lt;br /&gt;fuck you for treating me like im garbage&lt;br /&gt;fuck you for everything&lt;br /&gt;stupid cunt.&lt;br /&gt;fuck you for just tossing me aside after all that we've been through,&lt;br /&gt;like i mean nothing to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i knew i shouldnt of taken you back after the first time.&lt;br /&gt;hell, the second should of been a bigger red flag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to go fuck some whore, take a video and play it at her work for all to see.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully she will start crying&lt;br /&gt;hopefully one of her coworkers will call me so i can tell them to fuck off &lt;br /&gt;and that she is a lying, manipulative bitch who doesnt know what the fuck she wants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;te amo my fucking ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ya know, the crazy thing is -&lt;br /&gt;i still wound not trade what we had for the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now hopefully, she will get wind that this is how i feel and she will tell me the fucking truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye.</content>
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    <title>smorash @ 2007-10-08T01:44:00</title>
    <published>2007-10-08T05:44:49Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-08T05:44:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so im browsing teh internets to find something that will make me laugh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i find this beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CTxkxG3DF4k"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CTxkxG3DF4k&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:smorash:35721</id>
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    <title>what is this??</title>
    <published>2007-10-06T09:03:59Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-06T09:05:32Z</updated>
    <lj:music>from time to time - rascal flatts (irony, eh?)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">for some reason, i always come back to this place when there is..something..wrong.&lt;br /&gt;for a lack of a better way to put it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know, i guess is the comfort of venting out, to nobody.&lt;br /&gt;while its everybody in the same sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(im tired, you'll have to excuse me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;almost exactly 2 months ago my life was PERFECT.&lt;br /&gt;literally,&lt;br /&gt;i had zero complaints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;almost exactly 2 months ago, to the day, i got married.&lt;br /&gt;i got married to the most beautiful, wonderful woman in the world,&lt;br /&gt;hands down.&lt;br /&gt;things were great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she took me to her home, in Uruguay, where she grew up,&lt;br /&gt;she showed me the most amazing church ive ever had the pleasure of seeing.&lt;br /&gt;she told me numerous times before, that she always dreamed of getting married in that church.&lt;br /&gt;while i could not give that to her, at at least gave her the surprise of her life when i asked her to marry me inside that very place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things couldnt of been better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after trying to plan a wedding, we decided to just go through with it.&lt;br /&gt;we both couldnt wait to to call ourselves a married couple.&lt;br /&gt;we had a very small court house ceremony, but that was ok with us, &lt;br /&gt;we were so in love it was probably disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isnt it just crazy how drastic things can change in such a short amount of time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sure, we had our fights. but who doesnt?&lt;br /&gt;i wouldnt trade a minute of my time with her for anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant help but to not be mad at her.&lt;br /&gt;after all, she is perfect.&lt;br /&gt;and she did do how i always asked..&lt;br /&gt;we always said to each other that the moment we feel different about each other,&lt;br /&gt;to speak up.&lt;br /&gt;because, it wouldnt be fair to not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i get home from work thursday, and she tells me we need to talk.&lt;br /&gt;and, in her sweet little voice that i adore so much&lt;br /&gt;came the words that i always, in the back of my mind, dreaded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm not in love with you anymore."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not going to bore you (if i havent already) with everything that has happened with her and i in the past few weeks. and, really..it doesnt matter.&lt;br /&gt;but, needless to say - i saw it coming, although im hurt deeply, my heart is at rest.&lt;br /&gt;i no longer make her happy, i cant wait for the day she becomes happy again.&lt;br /&gt;even though it wont be with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she has such a beautiful smile, it would be a waste for the world to not see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off now,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3</content>
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    <title>OMG LOL</title>
    <published>2007-08-06T23:16:44Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-06T23:16:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">"BANGKOK, Thailand (AP) -- Thai police officers who break rules will be forced to wear hot pink armbands featuring "Hello Kitty," the Japanese icon of cute, as a mark of shame, a senior officer said Monday."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is fucking hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2007/WORLD/asiapcf/08/06/thai.hello.kitty.ap/index.html"&gt;http://www.cnn.com/2007/WORLD/asiapcf/08/06/thai.hello.kitty.ap/index.html&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:smorash:35200</id>
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    <title>Bleh</title>
    <published>2007-08-01T01:10:23Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-01T01:10:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">well, i know im a few days late, but..yay! shark week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, for the harry potter fans out there..what'd you all think about the last one?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:smorash:34914</id>
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    <title>smorash @ 2007-07-21T04:13:00</title>
    <published>2007-07-21T08:13:51Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-21T08:13:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Sooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get of your asses and go see Hairspray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'hea</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:smorash:34600</id>
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    <title>Justice</title>
    <published>2007-07-03T07:12:10Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-03T07:12:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">-- the quality of being just; righteousness, equitableness, or moral rightness: to uphold the justice of a cause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- rightfulness or lawfulness, as of a claim or title; justness of ground or reason: to complain with justice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where is this nowadays?</content>
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    <title>smorash @ 2007-07-01T11:51:00</title>
    <published>2007-07-01T15:51:20Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-01T15:51:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">FUCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NTH WAS HACKED?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHA...?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:smorash:34186</id>
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    <title>Please..</title>
    <published>2007-06-29T07:23:02Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-29T07:23:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">..log into your Myspace account (if applicable) and veiw my bulletin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has important imformation regarding me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good day&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:smorash:34002</id>
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    <title>Jesus..</title>
    <published>2007-06-11T22:14:32Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-11T22:14:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.arlingtoncemetery.net/peter-woodall.htm"&gt;http://www.arlingtoncemetery.net/peter-woodall.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the nicest freakin guys i ever knew..this sucks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its crazy it almost seems like yesterday we were at my house, during one of my brothers going away parties, and he was telling all sorts of stories about his first tour. I wish he didnt agree to take a second one</content>
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    <title>I Bid Thee Adieu.</title>
    <published>2007-05-19T03:53:26Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-19T03:53:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">farewell, brethern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for it is now that i make my trek to the "other" side&lt;br /&gt;(of the world..almost)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will be back in, well..if i come back, the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hugs and kisses to all ;)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3</content>
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    <title>I come out of my lurking to bring you this:</title>
    <published>2007-05-17T07:16:56Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-17T07:16:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.prisonplanet.com/articles/april2007/300407deathbedconfession.htm"&gt;A Death Bed Confession&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read it.</content>
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    <title>smorash @ 2007-04-06T22:59:00</title>
    <published>2007-04-07T03:00:01Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-07T03:00:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">well, things are back to normal now..&lt;br /&gt;so, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for dealing with me those of you that had too lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and watch this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sHzdsFiBbFc"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sHzdsFiBbFc&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>smorash @ 2007-04-04T05:43:00</title>
    <published>2007-04-04T09:44:45Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-04T09:44:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so, of all people i turn to my mom to talk with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it surprised her, but i think it did me a little more that i *actually* went and talked to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/shrug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever happens, happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol</content>
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    <title>smorash @ 2007-04-03T15:27:00</title>
    <published>2007-04-03T19:29:32Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-03T19:29:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i feel like the past 15hrs or so have been a dream.&lt;br /&gt;or, nightmare better describes it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just..i dont know what to say, what to think..</content>
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    <title>So,</title>
    <published>2007-04-03T07:06:22Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-03T07:06:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">im at my house because my GF has her ex over.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, it IS really 3am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a completely justified right to be irritated, correct?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sl;kdjgfpiysgnr8ptd 7gq =[971gf[iwaugvb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing more to see here, move along.</content>
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    <title>smorash @ 2007-03-31T09:23:00</title>
    <published>2007-03-31T13:24:01Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-31T13:24:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xeUhSjuhQYE"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xeUhSjuhQYE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awesome video. &lt;br /&gt;yeah its WoW related, so what!</content>
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    <title>smorash @ 2007-03-21T04:11:00</title>
    <published>2007-03-21T08:19:01Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-21T08:21:02Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Toby Keith</lj:music>
    <content type="html">the service was good.&lt;br /&gt;i dont even know how many times i have been through that EXACT type of service.&lt;br /&gt;but, i found myself completely lost..&lt;br /&gt;thanks to the vietnamese language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was the first time i have ever actually listened to it. &lt;br /&gt;partly bc that was the first time its been more than a 'standing next to somebody in line at the theme park' sorta deal.&lt;br /&gt;either way, it was very interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did, however, feel a little bit outta place..&lt;br /&gt;oh well though, i guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this sorta thing kinda makes you wonder about stuff.&lt;br /&gt;more so than, life stuff..but stuff after death. &lt;br /&gt;spiritual stuff.&lt;br /&gt;if you died tomorrow, would you go to heaven?&lt;br /&gt;what exactly is heaven, anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh..this is getting deep..&lt;br /&gt;*DING*&lt;br /&gt;pizza is done..im off..time to eat..&lt;br /&gt;night all &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(damn, that 'DING' just reminded me that im WAY beind in my guild. fuck work, fuck eating, fuck sleeping, just fuck life in general..MUST LEVEL..missing out on all that phat lewt..lolz)</content>
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    <title>Ok...</title>
    <published>2007-03-20T05:09:02Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-20T05:09:02Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Mother's Prayer</lj:music>
    <content type="html">lets try again, &lt;br /&gt;now that im not as..angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess im just tired of these young people, that have everything to offer to the world, throw it away. sure i dont have a poem or any deep, profound words. and i hardly knew him..but i could tell he was special, and had the ability to brighten up a room if he wanted to. its such a shame, so sad. he will be missed, by many..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as Gen said, tell all those you love that you love them! &lt;br /&gt;i know, most of the time im a fuckin ass..&lt;br /&gt;but i really dont mean it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i love you all!</content>
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    <title>Ugh.</title>
    <published>2007-03-17T20:31:19Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-17T20:31:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">the world is such a bleak place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when everything fails,&lt;br /&gt;just take the easy, cowardly way out.&lt;br /&gt;right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIP man</content>
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    <title>Woot!</title>
    <published>2007-01-23T01:06:57Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-23T01:06:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">The homosexuals all love Tracy!&lt;br /&gt;..she made them score!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no,&lt;br /&gt;im not THAT bored or anything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, i love my job..right?!</content>
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