Thursday, June 28, 2007
Pepper-riffic!
I'm out for a week, but here's a velvet painting of Brian Peppers for you to see every day until I get back.
::
Thanks Exquisite Dead Guy
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Friday, June 22, 2007
Dramatic Chipmunk
Friday, June 15, 2007
we got ideas from some dangerous thinkers. we put our mouths up to some dangerous drinks.
The results of the "Name That Booze Addled Scribe" contest are in, and the winner is my friend Gerard with 21 out of 25 correct, and the runner up (but probably somebody that Bukowski would rather hang out with if given the choice) is Megan [1] with a respectable 16 out of 25.
1.
I had no money but the drinks kept arriving
to then I wasn't the bar clown but the bar fool
but at times a fool will find a greater fool to admire him,
and, it was a crowded place
Charles Bukowski - "two kinds of hell"
2.
moving pictures helped us get through to september.
they made a movie about me and you. it was half nude and half true.
it was a bloodsucking summer.
i spent half the time trying to get paid from our savior. swishing though the city center.
The Hold Steady - "The Swish"
3.
the nights went into days and the days went into nights
and we babbled on through, sometimes bedding down, badly.
through the drink, the uppers, the downers, I got myself to imagine things--
say, that this one was the golden girl of the golden heart
and the golden way of laughter and love and hope
Charles Bukowski - "the great lover"
4.
and the money came off the streets out of hock shops out of nowhere
and all that mattered was the next bottle
and we drank and sang and fought
were in and out of drunk tanks, car crashes, hospitals
Charles Bukowski - "bumming with Jane "
5.
she said i won't be much for conversation if we go and do the rest of this.
she said i've never been much for conservation.
i kinda dig these awkward silences.
The Hold Steady - "Hornets! Hornets!"
6.
all your favorite books. they wouldn't seem so well written
if you were just a little bit more well read.
jack kerouac is dead. he drank himself to death.
The Hold Steady - "Hot Fries"
7.
and the rain came down thick and mean and steady
and you heard it banging against the roofs and into the ground
waterfalls of it came down
Charles Bukowski - "We Ain't Got No Money, Honey, But We Got Rain"
8.
and then the spider from his dank hole nervous and exposed
the puff of body swelling hanging there
not really quite knowing, and then knowing
Charles Bukowski - "death wants more death"
9.
his elbow was a spiderweb. with five spiders trapped inside.
he said: the last guy didn't have to die.
but the first four looked so nice. i wanted five.
The Hold Steady - "Knuckles"
10.
woke up in the 20s. there were flappers and fruits in white suits.
it was right before the crash.
we got thrashed throughout the 30s.
queuing up for soup in scabby sores.
and they sent us off to war.
we came back in the 40s.
there were wheelchairs, guns and tickertape.
we poured it on the floor and made love to the interstates.
The Hold Steady - "Positive Jam"
11.
It's never quite right, he said, the way people look,
the way the music sounds, the way the words are written.
It's never quite right, he said, all the things we are taught,
all the loves we chase, all the deaths we die, all the lives we live,
they are never quite right, they are hardly close to right,
Charles Bukowski - "cut while shaving"
12.
we have everything and we have nothing
and some men do it in churches and some men do it by tearing butterflies in half
and some men do it in Palm Springs laying it into butterblondes with Cadillac souls
Cadillacs and butterflies
Charles Bukowski - "Something For The Touts, The Nuns, The Grocery Clerks, And You ..."
13.
seeing lousy movies but only for the a/c.
skimpy little outfits and bad guys acting crazy.
that's how i know when you're lying. it looks just like overacting.
kids on the corner are cracking and caving in.
The Hold Steady - "Hostile Sweatpants"
14.
the scratches on my back
they formed into a choir
and belted out a chorus.
The Hold Steady - "Some Kooks"
15.
sometimes you've got to kill 4 or 5 thousand men before you somehow
get to believe that the sparrow is immortal,
money is piss and that you have been wasting your time.
Charles Bukowski - "man in the sun"
16.
They found him walking along the freeway all red in front
he had taken a rusty tin can and cut off his sexual machinery
as if to say,- see what you've done to me?
you might as well have the rest.
Charles Bukowski - "True Story"
17.
in tiny rented rooms I was struck by miracles
and even now after decades of listening I still am able to hear
a new work never heard before that is totally
bright, a fresh-blazing sun
Charles Bukowski - "me and Faulkner"
18.
she only pays attention to the prices of cigarettes.
she says she hopes they get cheaper...
we hung out pretty close with some questionable folks.
we got ideas from some dangerous thinkers. we put our mouths up to some dangerous drinks.
some nights we almost froze
The Hold Steady - "Sketchy Metal"
19.
our educational system tells us that we can all be big-ass winners
it hasn't told us about the gutters or the suicides.
Charles Bukowski - "the crunch"
20.
we drank, drugged,
stayed in the center of the rug,
through sunset, sunrise,
played Scrabble for 8 or ten hours
Charles Bukowski - "the great lover"
21.
i was at some party and she said she had to talk to me
and then she didn't say anything.
i can't believe i worried about hurting you while you were banging around the bars
trying to scratch up something new.
The Hold Steady - "Modesto Is Not That Sweet"
22.
i see judas in the hard eyes of the boys working the corners.
i feel jesus in the clumsiness of young and awkward lovers.
The Hold Steady - "Citrus"
23.
I keep searching the streets for that
blood-wine battleship she drives
with a weak battery, and the doors
hanging from broken hinges.
Charles Bukowski - "I made a mistake"
24.
hey william butler yeats.
the irish seemed wired last nite.
they tried to separate our girls from our guys.
they had cigarettes where there were supposed to be eyes.
The Hold Steady - "Chicago Seemed Tired Last Night"
25.
the goldfish sing all night with guitars,
and the whores go down with the stars
Charles Bukowski - "rhyming poem:"
Correct:
1. CB
2. HS
3. CB
4. CB
5. HS
6. HS
7. CB
8. CB
9. HS
10. HS
11. CB
12. CB
13. HS
14. HS
15. CB
16. CB
17. CB
18. HS
19. CB
20. CB
21. HS
22. HS
23. CB
24. HS
25. CB
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1.
I had no money but the drinks kept arriving
to then I wasn't the bar clown but the bar fool
but at times a fool will find a greater fool to admire him,
and, it was a crowded place
Charles Bukowski - "two kinds of hell"
2.
moving pictures helped us get through to september.
they made a movie about me and you. it was half nude and half true.
it was a bloodsucking summer.
i spent half the time trying to get paid from our savior. swishing though the city center.
The Hold Steady - "The Swish"
3.
the nights went into days and the days went into nights
and we babbled on through, sometimes bedding down, badly.
through the drink, the uppers, the downers, I got myself to imagine things--
say, that this one was the golden girl of the golden heart
and the golden way of laughter and love and hope
Charles Bukowski - "the great lover"
4.
and the money came off the streets out of hock shops out of nowhere
and all that mattered was the next bottle
and we drank and sang and fought
were in and out of drunk tanks, car crashes, hospitals
Charles Bukowski - "bumming with Jane "
5.
she said i won't be much for conversation if we go and do the rest of this.
she said i've never been much for conservation.
i kinda dig these awkward silences.
The Hold Steady - "Hornets! Hornets!"
6.
all your favorite books. they wouldn't seem so well written
if you were just a little bit more well read.
jack kerouac is dead. he drank himself to death.
The Hold Steady - "Hot Fries"
7.
and the rain came down thick and mean and steady
and you heard it banging against the roofs and into the ground
waterfalls of it came down
Charles Bukowski - "We Ain't Got No Money, Honey, But We Got Rain"
8.
and then the spider from his dank hole nervous and exposed
the puff of body swelling hanging there
not really quite knowing, and then knowing
Charles Bukowski - "death wants more death"
9.
his elbow was a spiderweb. with five spiders trapped inside.
he said: the last guy didn't have to die.
but the first four looked so nice. i wanted five.
The Hold Steady - "Knuckles"
10.
woke up in the 20s. there were flappers and fruits in white suits.
it was right before the crash.
we got thrashed throughout the 30s.
queuing up for soup in scabby sores.
and they sent us off to war.
we came back in the 40s.
there were wheelchairs, guns and tickertape.
we poured it on the floor and made love to the interstates.
The Hold Steady - "Positive Jam"
11.
It's never quite right, he said, the way people look,
the way the music sounds, the way the words are written.
It's never quite right, he said, all the things we are taught,
all the loves we chase, all the deaths we die, all the lives we live,
they are never quite right, they are hardly close to right,
Charles Bukowski - "cut while shaving"
12.
we have everything and we have nothing
and some men do it in churches and some men do it by tearing butterflies in half
and some men do it in Palm Springs laying it into butterblondes with Cadillac souls
Cadillacs and butterflies
Charles Bukowski - "Something For The Touts, The Nuns, The Grocery Clerks, And You ..."
13.
seeing lousy movies but only for the a/c.
skimpy little outfits and bad guys acting crazy.
that's how i know when you're lying. it looks just like overacting.
kids on the corner are cracking and caving in.
The Hold Steady - "Hostile Sweatpants"
14.
the scratches on my back
they formed into a choir
and belted out a chorus.
The Hold Steady - "Some Kooks"
15.
sometimes you've got to kill 4 or 5 thousand men before you somehow
get to believe that the sparrow is immortal,
money is piss and that you have been wasting your time.
Charles Bukowski - "man in the sun"
16.
They found him walking along the freeway all red in front
he had taken a rusty tin can and cut off his sexual machinery
as if to say,- see what you've done to me?
you might as well have the rest.
Charles Bukowski - "True Story"
17.
in tiny rented rooms I was struck by miracles
and even now after decades of listening I still am able to hear
a new work never heard before that is totally
bright, a fresh-blazing sun
Charles Bukowski - "me and Faulkner"
18.
she only pays attention to the prices of cigarettes.
she says she hopes they get cheaper...
we hung out pretty close with some questionable folks.
we got ideas from some dangerous thinkers. we put our mouths up to some dangerous drinks.
some nights we almost froze
The Hold Steady - "Sketchy Metal"
19.
our educational system tells us that we can all be big-ass winners
it hasn't told us about the gutters or the suicides.
Charles Bukowski - "the crunch"
20.
we drank, drugged,
stayed in the center of the rug,
through sunset, sunrise,
played Scrabble for 8 or ten hours
Charles Bukowski - "the great lover"
21.
i was at some party and she said she had to talk to me
and then she didn't say anything.
i can't believe i worried about hurting you while you were banging around the bars
trying to scratch up something new.
The Hold Steady - "Modesto Is Not That Sweet"
22.
i see judas in the hard eyes of the boys working the corners.
i feel jesus in the clumsiness of young and awkward lovers.
The Hold Steady - "Citrus"
23.
I keep searching the streets for that
blood-wine battleship she drives
with a weak battery, and the doors
hanging from broken hinges.
Charles Bukowski - "I made a mistake"
24.
hey william butler yeats.
the irish seemed wired last nite.
they tried to separate our girls from our guys.
they had cigarettes where there were supposed to be eyes.
The Hold Steady - "Chicago Seemed Tired Last Night"
25.
the goldfish sing all night with guitars,
and the whores go down with the stars
Charles Bukowski - "rhyming poem:"
Correct:
1. CB
2. HS
3. CB
4. CB
5. HS
6. HS
7. CB
8. CB
9. HS
10. HS
11. CB
12. CB
13. HS
14. HS
15. CB
16. CB
17. CB
18. HS
19. CB
20. CB
21. HS
22. HS
23. CB
24. HS
25. CB
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Tuesday, June 12, 2007
June Playlist
So here's something worth trying: Project Playlist is a site that allows you to search for songs that are just roaming around on the web and pile 'em all together in an embeddable flash player.
Here are a group of songs that are capturing my attention right now.
sometimes it takes a minute to load.
Also available here if this damned embeded thing doesn't work.
I'll make this available in my sidebar somehow and maybe change it up each month.
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Here are a group of songs that are capturing my attention right now.
sometimes it takes a minute to load.
Also available here if this damned embeded thing doesn't work.
I'll make this available in my sidebar somehow and maybe change it up each month.
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Sunday, June 10, 2007
Same Kooks
OK hipster drunks, put your books away, this is a pop quiz in every sense of the word.
Below are several sections of text. Half are from poet warrior Charles Bukowski, half are from the tongues of Craig Finn, songwriter for the Hold Steady. There will be drinking and low places and sorry relationships with questionable women. Please put the answers into the comments section below.
1.
I had no money but the drinks kept arriving
to then I wasn't the bar clown but the bar fool
but at times a fool will find a greater fool to admire him,
and, it was a crowded place
2.
moving pictures helped us get through to september.
they made a movie about me and you. it was half nude and half true.
it was a bloodsucking summer.
i spent half the time trying to get paid from our savior. swishing though the city center.
3.
the nights went into days and the days went into nights
and we babbled on through, sometimes bedding down, badly.
through the drink, the uppers, the downers, I got myself to imagine things--
say, that this one was the golden girl of the golden heart
and the golden way of laughter and love and hope
4.
and the money came off the streets out of hock shops out of nowhere
and all that mattered was the next bottle
and we drank and sang and fought
were in and out of drunk tanks, car crashes, hospitals
5.
she said i won't be much for conversation if we go and do the rest of this.
she said i've never been much for conservation.
i kinda dig these awkward silences.
6.
all your favorite books. they wouldn't seem so well written
if you were just a little bit more well read.
jack kerouac is dead. he drank himself to death.
7.
and the rain came down thick and mean and steady
and you heard it banging against the roofs and into the ground
waterfalls of it came down
8.
and then the spider from his dank hole nervous and exposed
the puff of body swelling hanging there
not really quite knowing, and then knowing
9.
his elbow was a spiderweb. with five spiders trapped inside.
he said: the last guy didn't have to die.
but the first four looked so nice. i wanted five.
10.
woke up in the 20s. there were flappers and fruits in white suits.
it was right before the crash.
we got thrashed throughout the 30s.
queuing up for soup in scabby sores.
and they sent us off to war.
we came back in the 40s.
there were wheelchairs, guns and tickertape.
we poured it on the floor and made love to the interstates.
11.
It's never quite right, he said, the way people look,
the way the music sounds, the way the words are written.
It's never quite right, he said, all the things we are taught,
all the loves we chase, all the deaths we die, all the lives we live,
they are never quite right, they are hardly close to right,
12.
we have everything and we have nothing
and some men do it in churches and some men do it by tearing butterflies in half
and some men do it in Palm Springs laying it into butterblondes with Cadillac souls
Cadillacs and butterflies
13.
seeing lousy movies but only for the a/c.
skimpy little outfits and bad guys acting crazy.
that's how i know when you're lying. it looks just like overacting.
kids on the corner are cracking and caving in.
14.
the scratches on my back
they formed into a choir
and belted out a chorus.
15.
sometimes you've got to kill 4 or 5 thousand men before you somehow
get to believe that the sparrow is immortal,
money is piss and that you have been wasting your time.
16.
They found him walking along the freeway all red in front
he had taken a rusty tin can and cut off his sexual machinery
as if to say,- see what you've done to me?
you might as well have the rest.
17.
in tiny rented rooms I was struck by miracles
and even now after decades of listening I still am able to hear
a new work never heard before that is totally
bright, a fresh-blazing sun
18.
she only pays attention to the prices of cigarettes.
she says she hopes they get cheaper...
we hung out pretty close with some questionable folks.
we got ideas from some dangerous thinkers. we put our mouths up to some dangerous drinks.
some nights we almost froze
19.
our educational system tells us that we can all be big-ass winners
it hasn't told us about the gutters or the suicides.
20.
we drank, drugged,
stayed in the center of the rug,
through sunset, sunrise,
played Scrabble for 8 or ten hours
21.
i was at some party and she said she had to talk to me
and then she didn't say anything.
i can't believe i worried about hurting you while you were banging around the bars
trying to scratch up something new.
22.
i see judas in the hard eyes of the boys working the corners.
i feel jesus in the clumsiness of young and awkward lovers.
23.
I keep searching the streets for that
blood-wine battleship she drives
with a weak battery, and the doors
hanging from broken hinges.
24.
hey william butler yeats.
the irish seemed wired last nite.
they tried to separate our girls from our guys.
they had cigarettes where there were supposed to be eyes.
25.
the goldfish sing all night with guitars,
and the whores go down with the stars
There you go.
I don't need the poem names or song titles, just who wrote it: Bukowski or Hold Steady.
I'll be grading your answers with a bottle of good red.
Technical note: Not a word of the text was changed, although I did remove some capitalization that was very poem-y and would have given away the answer, and I took two phrases from one work and jammed 'em into the same entry because they were so damned good. Also, I grabbed all of this stuff off of the web (I did not retype all of them) so some exact phrasing may be suspect to sticklers.
::
Thanks alcohol
Comments: 0
Below are several sections of text. Half are from poet warrior Charles Bukowski, half are from the tongues of Craig Finn, songwriter for the Hold Steady. There will be drinking and low places and sorry relationships with questionable women. Please put the answers into the comments section below.
1.
I had no money but the drinks kept arriving
to then I wasn't the bar clown but the bar fool
but at times a fool will find a greater fool to admire him,
and, it was a crowded place
2.
moving pictures helped us get through to september.
they made a movie about me and you. it was half nude and half true.
it was a bloodsucking summer.
i spent half the time trying to get paid from our savior. swishing though the city center.
3.
the nights went into days and the days went into nights
and we babbled on through, sometimes bedding down, badly.
through the drink, the uppers, the downers, I got myself to imagine things--
say, that this one was the golden girl of the golden heart
and the golden way of laughter and love and hope
4.
and the money came off the streets out of hock shops out of nowhere
and all that mattered was the next bottle
and we drank and sang and fought
were in and out of drunk tanks, car crashes, hospitals
5.
she said i won't be much for conversation if we go and do the rest of this.
she said i've never been much for conservation.
i kinda dig these awkward silences.
6.
all your favorite books. they wouldn't seem so well written
if you were just a little bit more well read.
jack kerouac is dead. he drank himself to death.
7.
and the rain came down thick and mean and steady
and you heard it banging against the roofs and into the ground
waterfalls of it came down
8.
and then the spider from his dank hole nervous and exposed
the puff of body swelling hanging there
not really quite knowing, and then knowing
9.
his elbow was a spiderweb. with five spiders trapped inside.
he said: the last guy didn't have to die.
but the first four looked so nice. i wanted five.
10.
woke up in the 20s. there were flappers and fruits in white suits.
it was right before the crash.
we got thrashed throughout the 30s.
queuing up for soup in scabby sores.
and they sent us off to war.
we came back in the 40s.
there were wheelchairs, guns and tickertape.
we poured it on the floor and made love to the interstates.
11.
It's never quite right, he said, the way people look,
the way the music sounds, the way the words are written.
It's never quite right, he said, all the things we are taught,
all the loves we chase, all the deaths we die, all the lives we live,
they are never quite right, they are hardly close to right,
12.
we have everything and we have nothing
and some men do it in churches and some men do it by tearing butterflies in half
and some men do it in Palm Springs laying it into butterblondes with Cadillac souls
Cadillacs and butterflies
13.
seeing lousy movies but only for the a/c.
skimpy little outfits and bad guys acting crazy.
that's how i know when you're lying. it looks just like overacting.
kids on the corner are cracking and caving in.
14.
the scratches on my back
they formed into a choir
and belted out a chorus.
15.
sometimes you've got to kill 4 or 5 thousand men before you somehow
get to believe that the sparrow is immortal,
money is piss and that you have been wasting your time.
16.
They found him walking along the freeway all red in front
he had taken a rusty tin can and cut off his sexual machinery
as if to say,- see what you've done to me?
you might as well have the rest.
17.
in tiny rented rooms I was struck by miracles
and even now after decades of listening I still am able to hear
a new work never heard before that is totally
bright, a fresh-blazing sun
18.
she only pays attention to the prices of cigarettes.
she says she hopes they get cheaper...
we hung out pretty close with some questionable folks.
we got ideas from some dangerous thinkers. we put our mouths up to some dangerous drinks.
some nights we almost froze
19.
our educational system tells us that we can all be big-ass winners
it hasn't told us about the gutters or the suicides.
20.
we drank, drugged,
stayed in the center of the rug,
through sunset, sunrise,
played Scrabble for 8 or ten hours
21.
i was at some party and she said she had to talk to me
and then she didn't say anything.
i can't believe i worried about hurting you while you were banging around the bars
trying to scratch up something new.
22.
i see judas in the hard eyes of the boys working the corners.
i feel jesus in the clumsiness of young and awkward lovers.
23.
I keep searching the streets for that
blood-wine battleship she drives
with a weak battery, and the doors
hanging from broken hinges.
24.
hey william butler yeats.
the irish seemed wired last nite.
they tried to separate our girls from our guys.
they had cigarettes where there were supposed to be eyes.
25.
the goldfish sing all night with guitars,
and the whores go down with the stars
There you go.
I don't need the poem names or song titles, just who wrote it: Bukowski or Hold Steady.
I'll be grading your answers with a bottle of good red.
Technical note: Not a word of the text was changed, although I did remove some capitalization that was very poem-y and would have given away the answer, and I took two phrases from one work and jammed 'em into the same entry because they were so damned good. Also, I grabbed all of this stuff off of the web (I did not retype all of them) so some exact phrasing may be suspect to sticklers.
Thanks alcohol
Comments: 0
Thursday, June 07, 2007
Baby I'm A...
Get almost famous Here
Other fun ones include the Drum Kit Band Name generator, the Drive-In Movie Sign generator, the Punk Rock Jacket generator, and the London Underground Sign generator.
P.S. Dirty words make everything funny
Thanks Thighmaster
Comments: 0
Wednesday, June 06, 2007
Break-in Low-Ride Afternoon Shopping Whizzer
So Google Maps' Street View is pretty cool. And by pretty cool I mean mostly not useful. I'm more into the sites that keep tabs on all of the weird/funny images that people stumble across:
Break-in
Low-Ride
Afternoon Shopping
When you gotta go...
More Here and Here.
::
Thanks BoingBoing
Comments: 0
Break-in
Low-Ride
Afternoon Shopping
When you gotta go...
More Here and Here.
::
Thanks BoingBoing
Comments: 0
Tuesday, June 05, 2007
"Freed from the Shackles of Practicing"
How was I not aware of this until now?
Legion of Rock Stars (LRS) pioneered Pure Pleasure, in which the band listens to original recordings of classic rock and pop songs on 30db noise-blocking headsets, and then plays along.
Freed from the shackles of practicing, LRS focuses instead on bringing the excitement of a large stadium rock show to the intimate arenas in which it performs.
So I guess this is a room full of guys in a recording studio who put on isolating headphones, listen to a well-known rock song, and then record their version of the track (all without being able to hear each other, otherwise they'd be laughing too hard).
More videos/artistry Here:
::
Thanks Steve
Comments: 0
Legion of Rock Stars (LRS) pioneered Pure Pleasure, in which the band listens to original recordings of classic rock and pop songs on 30db noise-blocking headsets, and then plays along.
Freed from the shackles of practicing, LRS focuses instead on bringing the excitement of a large stadium rock show to the intimate arenas in which it performs.
So I guess this is a room full of guys in a recording studio who put on isolating headphones, listen to a well-known rock song, and then record their version of the track (all without being able to hear each other, otherwise they'd be laughing too hard).
More videos/artistry Here:
::
Thanks Steve
Comments: 0
Saturday, June 02, 2007
Goofing Around with Last.FM
So I'm trying to post some Last.fm widgets on DataWhat to show what I've been listening to. You can see them in the sidebar. Some "Recently Played" tracks have a play button that allows you to listen to 30 second samples. They work great in Firefox but are occasionally dodgy in IE.
I'm not entirely sure why the DataWhat radio says that there isn't enough content to play my station (since I've been a Last.fm user for years) but we'll see what happens as I listen to more stuff.
I can't quite figure out why Last.fm can play full tracks sometimes and 30 second tracks other times... Must be licensing issues. Maybe because the 30 second samples are "On Demand" and the "Radio" function can be DMCA compliant.
I'll keep both of you posted.
Comments: 0
I'm not entirely sure why the DataWhat radio says that there isn't enough content to play my station (since I've been a Last.fm user for years) but we'll see what happens as I listen to more stuff.
I can't quite figure out why Last.fm can play full tracks sometimes and 30 second tracks other times... Must be licensing issues. Maybe because the 30 second samples are "On Demand" and the "Radio" function can be DMCA compliant.
I'll keep both of you posted.
Comments: 0
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