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&lt;p&gt;Being a poor college student, learning to live on your own after having left the comfort of home, working part-time while going to school during the day, traveling around the world on a shoestring, living on ramen and eggs for a month when you’re low on cash: these things don’t make you working…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://nimamusic.tumblr.com/post/50783325007</link><guid>http://nimamusic.tumblr.com/post/50783325007</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 20:26:54 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>dagseoul:

This is how I think of the US I know. A bunch of...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/598005babea6ea72a293c49c30d3b6f1/tumblr_mn0xa7iH8E1qbsnbjo1_r1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://dagseoul.tumblr.com/post/50778799486/this-is-how-i-think-of-the-us-i-know-a-bunch-of" class="tumblr_blog" target="_blank"&gt;dagseoul&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is how I think of the US I know. A bunch of fucking things that look like they came from somewhere else surrounding something that is an unhealthy mixture of everything else that has been deep fried and drowned in, basically, ketchup and mustard.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;And the idiots will drink Sake with this. They will then hop on their vintage bikes and scooters and go away, back to their hip homes in the pseudo-ghettoes on the edge of urbanity and not too far from their suburban roots. They will complain about work and heartburn.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://nimamusic.tumblr.com/post/50783242353</link><guid>http://nimamusic.tumblr.com/post/50783242353</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 20:25:42 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>we are not at odds, nor different.  that notion is not justification for pursuing moments of...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;we are not at odds, nor different.  that notion is not justification for pursuing moments of satisfaction without considering the effect it can have on others.  happiness (for lack of a better word) is not true if it is achieved through the suffering of others, whether directly or indirectly.  for anyone to begin to understand the reality of suffering (for any situation, no matter the circumstance, the interpretation), we must consider the effect of our actions on others, then try to imagine that effect upon ourselves.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;open the heart and the mind again to see.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://nimamusic.tumblr.com/post/50681557019</link><guid>http://nimamusic.tumblr.com/post/50681557019</guid><pubDate>Fri, 17 May 2013 15:34:21 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/750856e6a3b260c310db8d86ac85f99a/tumblr_mmvozfcNb01qe7kn8o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://nimamusic.tumblr.com/post/50608202945</link><guid>http://nimamusic.tumblr.com/post/50608202945</guid><pubDate>Thu, 16 May 2013 15:57:23 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>Harmonia 76 &amp; Brian Eno ~ Tracks And Traces
*to aid in...</title><description>&lt;iframe width="400" height="225" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/MMJRxT5_hWM?wmode=transparent&amp;autohide=1&amp;egm=0&amp;hd=1&amp;iv_load_policy=3&amp;modestbranding=1&amp;rel=0&amp;showinfo=0&amp;showsearch=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Harmonia 76 &amp; Brian Eno ~ &lt;em&gt;Tracks And Traces&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/em&gt;*to aid in peaceful sleep, the jewel above and &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jyMZNf0cW2o" target="_blank"&gt;A.C. Marias’ “To Sleep” &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://nimamusic.tumblr.com/post/50563985479</link><guid>http://nimamusic.tumblr.com/post/50563985479</guid><pubDate>Thu, 16 May 2013 00:27:00 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/890335e0876d1db435c0a26398683e6c/tumblr_mmtj94OBpX1qgiy4uo1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://nimamusic.tumblr.com/post/50468628405</link><guid>http://nimamusic.tumblr.com/post/50468628405</guid><pubDate>Tue, 14 May 2013 19:36:40 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>i am getting tired of hearing songs with explicit sex lyrics..i mean hearing it in that context of...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;i am getting tired of hearing songs with explicit sex lyrics..i mean hearing it in &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; context of objectification or power and all that is annoying and gross.  i love hip hop and i love rap, but there comes a point when i just have to switch channels when it comes to top 40 on the radio or just tune out.  those phrases and attitudes do trickle down as an influence from most of the mainstream players.  &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i was just talking about this with a close friend a couple nights ago..just how those issues which are most often socially agreed as &amp;#8220;private&amp;#8221; activities (in the social &amp;#8220;night&amp;#8221; realm: strip clubs indoors, porn viewed in a domestic space, webcams in a domestic space, sex in a domestic space, etc.) are only acceptable in a public sphere when those expressing it are in control and dominant (artist or rapper talking about a sexual act), or when not, those crude notions of power and objectification become explicit and somehow acceptable..&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://nimamusic.tumblr.com/post/50390944694</link><guid>http://nimamusic.tumblr.com/post/50390944694</guid><pubDate>Mon, 13 May 2013 19:23:15 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>NOTES ON SEXISM AND FAN (UN)CULTURE IN UNDERGROUND MUSIC</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://mariaminerva.tumblr.com/post/49661081758/notes-on-sexism-and-fan-un-culture-in-underground" target="_blank"&gt;mariaminerva&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Spring is here and it seems our hormones are racing at the speed of light as miss Aguilera once noted. Lately there’s been a lot of discussion on sexism in underground music - about a month ago the fuss around &lt;a href="http://www.gregwilson.co.uk/2013/04/nina-kraviz-the-mistress-of-her-own-myth/" target="_blank"&gt;Nina Kraviz the DJ being too pretty to save our lives,&lt;/a&gt; followed by Kraviz’ &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/permalink.php?story_fbid=556948164349995&amp;amp;id=192110944137172" target="_blank"&gt;upset reply&lt;/a&gt;; then Grimes posted &lt;a href="http://actuallygrimes.tumblr.com/post/48744769552/i-dont-want-to-have-to-compromise-my-morals-in-order" target="_blank"&gt;her personal anti-sexism manifesto&lt;/a&gt; on tumblr. On both instances the issue was the objectification of women in underground/dance music. Last week Kitty Pryde wrote this &lt;a href="http://noisey.vice.com/blog/my-thoughts-on-this-whole-danny-brown-oral-sex-thing" target="_blank"&gt;really cool piece&lt;/a&gt; analyzing the Danny Brown on-stage blowjob incident, pointing out that as a black male rapper Brown is also dealing with issues concerning sexism and objectification. All these articles are a must read if you care about current matters in underground culture.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ever since I got into music I have been dealing with this stuff, and seen other (female) artists struggle. I have been forced to read almost everything ever written on Maria Minerva (as my US visa application requires compiling as much press as possible and I do not have someone do it for me, not kidding, hundreds and hundreds of pages of shit). I do not enjoy this. But I have also become immune to comments criticizing my looks etc by now. I recall how below the very first video I ever put out, “California Scheming”, someone commented I look like Anthony Kiedis from Red Hot Chilli Peppers. That was real funny. That was only the beginning. Just last week someone wrote on my FB page that I have a horse face, ha. But the culmination was this article published in February - I played a show in Manchester after which a local music journo wrote a &lt;a href="http://www.manchesterscenewipe.co.uk/reviews/maria-minerva-live-review/" target="_blank"&gt;whole review glorifying my breasts&lt;/a&gt;. I did reply, thanking him for his kind words. I get that the guy was never a fan, but having photos published online of JUST your tits, with no head/face even showing in the picture, was a bit too much, even for me.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://mariaminerva.tumblr.com/post/49661081758/notes-on-sexism-and-fan-un-culture-in-underground" target="_blank"&gt;Read More&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://nimamusic.tumblr.com/post/50211510286</link><guid>http://nimamusic.tumblr.com/post/50211510286</guid><pubDate>Sat, 11 May 2013 18:11:48 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>"Are Cities Music?: Chaos, collaboration, and the cultivation of possibility in New York" ~ Vijay Iyer</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Here is a piece from Red Bull Music Academy&amp;#8217;s &lt;em&gt;Daily Note &lt;/em&gt;(11th issue).  After reading it, I am trying to apply Vijay&amp;#8217;s exposition of the music/city union to music/internet&amp;#8212;music that thrives in the internet beyond its use as promotion or discovery, where collaboration and community is an active event..all this relying heavily on a realm that is experienced via screen/speakers&amp;#8230;hm..what is the abundance of the interaction or the expression, the capital of those involved, the modes of movement one can rely on..etc..what are the values of internet culture interaction, if any, and is it reflected in the music?*&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;(* &lt;a href="http://www.redbullmusicacademy.com/magazine/rap-10-a-hip-hop-internet-history" target="_blank"&gt;Rap 1.0: A History of the Early Hip-Hop Internet&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;1. For me, New York’s superpower is its chaos of interactions. It’s simple combinatorics: a city of eight million people can have nearly 32 trillion distinct one-on-one encounters. Think about that the next time you lock eyes with someone on the subway. You bump up against so many people that it feels inexhaustible; if you find this quality rejuvenating, you are officially a “city per- son.” It’s a setting in which certain kinds of artists thrive: those who play well with others and especially those who learn to harness the noise between people, the sounds and movements of those in their midst—and let it erupt through their work.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;2. How do you do that? You just wade right in to the froth of culture and let it rush over you; you cultivate new relationships and feature others alongside you. Music can contain the contri- butions of a multitude, reflecting and accommodating the com- munities in its sphere. A city is a place for collaboration.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;3. Sustained, rich, detailed collaborations create radical speci- ficity in the city’s chaos of encounters. Charlie Parker and Diz- zy Gillespie, John Lennon and Yoko Ono, Run-DMC, Eiko and Koma, Matt and Kim, Batman and Robin. In singling out and building on one (or at best, a handful) of our 32 trillion possible connections, such collaborations reveal how much can be made of any such human exchange. Confronted by this everyday abundance of ephemeral interactions, we learn to cherish the fact that anything substantial can take hold between individu- als; it can seem, on balance, pretty miraculous.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;4. Over the last 20 years or so (including nearly 15 in New York), I’ve had the privilege of making a lot of music with a lot of different people, and I’ve also had the opportunity to study the cognitive science of music: how our bodies and minds perceive, process, and generate musical actions. I’m no scientist nowa- days, but I still speculate about how science might help us un- derstand human things—the things we do together, the stories we tell about ourselves, what we find beautiful or necessary&amp;#8230; In other words, things like music.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;5. There’s a movement toward a new “science of cities,” in which researchers scrutinize our urban centers both as networks, in&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;the social sense, and as vast experiments in resource manage- ment. In these massive, noisy aggregates of people, capital, and infrastructure, scientists and mathematicians are discovering predictable, systemic patterns.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;6. This new science of cities focuses less on a city’s chaos and more on its order: its sewer systems, energy grid, traffic flow. It’s all about the way we handle our desired and undesired fluids (traffic is also a fluid, in the physical sense); it’s about resource management, the flow of information, big-picture stuff. Most of the thinking in this new field tends to focus on our messes (plumbing, disease, and so forth) or else with entrepreneurial “ideas”—that is, technological innovations and the wealth they are able to create. In the way these details interact, it is said, all cities are basically the same.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;7. Somewhere between our waste and our wealth lurks that nebulous thing called culture—the stories of ourselves, the things that give us specificity and humanness, that we gather for and rally around. But the new science of cities seems scarce- ly concerned with the culture of cities.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;8. It’s too easy to write off the arts as a mere footnote to ques- tions of infrastructure and capital. But we know that culture provides a city with a very different kind of energy, which is not strictly entrepreneurial. Culture is what carries much of the city’s identity—it creates communities, it attracts people from elsewhere, it generates desire. To scientists of cities I ask: what can culture tell us?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;9. I ask because I am increasingly convinced that, at some lev- el, the science of cities is equivalent to the science of music. Or, more to the point: cities are music. Cities exist because we—that is, “humankind”—are able to build things together, and music was among the first things we ever built together. The capacities to coordinate and synchronize our actions, to incorporate each other’s rhythms, to make choices together in real time—to groove and to improvise—these are human skills, not merely musical skills. These are the foundations of what is called civilization.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;10. For our species, this thing we call “music” is essentially the sound of ourselves—the joyful noise of people doing things to- gether, the art of unsilent interaction. And we keep doing it not merely because we can, but because we like it—more accurately, we desire it. Desire doesn’t come from nowhere; nature uses it to trick us into doing something that will sustain the species. That’s what love is, for example. In other words, we evolved to&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;like the stuff that music is made of. We selected for it; somehow, knowing how to listen to each other is a skill worth having.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;11. The music of New York is therefore the sound of people in New York—that much is clear. Cities are planned/composed spaces full of unplanned/improvised behavior, and so the music of cities is the sound of bodies navigating through systems of control. But what is that sound? Is it pretty, gritty, both, neither? And why?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;12. Let’s be honest: New York, like most cities, is as much about force, separation, and concealment as it is about interactivity and sharing. Once you study how resources are managed, you notice that they are not allocated equally, and that racism and class hierarchy still govern the deployment of power and the distribution of capital. And you hear all of that in the musics of New York: the sound of defiance in the face of injustice (ever heard Dead Prez?) or, conversely, the sound of domination and excess (ever been to the opera?).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;13. New York is therefore the sound of uneven, uneasy intersec- tions of peoples. It’s not a “mix of styles”; it’s an overlap of commu- nities. It’s not a “fusion”; it’s juxtapositions, collisions, and ruptures. We don’t play “in a genre”; we play in the context of others, and we find ways to play with each other. We struggle to connect and sometimes, briefly, it happens. In time, these strategies become ha-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;bitual, approaching something that might be called a “style,” but in a city, such patterns of behavior are in constant flux, continually disrupted by new and improvised encounters. The way to live in a city seems to be to allow this to happen as much as possible—to become, discover, transform.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;14. I think of the late great cornet player and composer Butch Mor- ris (1947–2013), an American maverick who guided the creation of hundreds of thrilling collective experiences through the technique he pioneered, called Conduction. He used a baton and the tech- niques of an orchestra conductor to channel and amplify the noise, frictions, and static between people, their individual strengths and collective interactive capacities, and their human ability to listen to one another, make choices, and take action. In this way he helped whole multitudes of people build—from scratch, in real time—mas- sive, extended edifices of sound. He called them skyscrapers.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;15. Are cities music? Sounds like Butch already answered my question.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://nimamusic.tumblr.com/post/50205470855</link><guid>http://nimamusic.tumblr.com/post/50205470855</guid><pubDate>Sat, 11 May 2013 16:39:00 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lr7w0c1TWK1qc0vl1o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://nimamusic.tumblr.com/post/50191123458</link><guid>http://nimamusic.tumblr.com/post/50191123458</guid><pubDate>Sat, 11 May 2013 13:14:17 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>of the spaces i frequent daily i still have yet to find a haven</title><description>&lt;p&gt;of the spaces i frequent daily i still have yet to find a haven&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://nimamusic.tumblr.com/post/50188487550</link><guid>http://nimamusic.tumblr.com/post/50188487550</guid><pubDate>Sat, 11 May 2013 12:37:16 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/2a34bb0cf26efe1737d5c500bba22273/tumblr_mmklotbkIj1sqyy89o1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://nimamusic.tumblr.com/post/50077405500</link><guid>http://nimamusic.tumblr.com/post/50077405500</guid><pubDate>Fri, 10 May 2013 01:09:47 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>trying to reinterpret this project~what is the next step..to redefine recognition, authorship,...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;trying to reinterpret this project~what is the next step..to redefine recognition, authorship, value.  to not view mysticism&amp;#8217;s sound and imagery as a commercial trend.  to address sources through interaction.  to not promote antithesis.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://nimamusic.tumblr.com/post/49996480905</link><guid>http://nimamusic.tumblr.com/post/49996480905</guid><pubDate>Wed, 08 May 2013 23:06:44 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/44012485ea946abb4da9aad428866d6a/tumblr_mlnnmoV1GP1r22opio1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://nimamusic.tumblr.com/post/49985088595</link><guid>http://nimamusic.tumblr.com/post/49985088595</guid><pubDate>Wed, 08 May 2013 19:50:52 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>smell of the jasmine flowers..thinking of those I love who I never want to see hurt or mislead</title><description>&lt;p&gt;smell of the jasmine flowers..thinking of those I love who I never want to see hurt or mislead&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://nimamusic.tumblr.com/post/49977991025</link><guid>http://nimamusic.tumblr.com/post/49977991025</guid><pubDate>Wed, 08 May 2013 18:27:47 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>take me far away from all these feelings towards the body, desire, possession..this culture that is...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;take me far away from all these feelings towards the body, desire, possession..this culture that is fueled on petty attention and drama through glamorized surfaces (whether humorous or jaded), instant gratification, humor used to downplay the complexity of situations and individuals, schizophrenic tendencies where privacy is cowardice, and strength based on hurting others publically (including via internet) or dismissive indifference.  i don’t want to be a potential or a notion, whose presence is merely accommodating a body, desire, or possession. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://nimamusic.tumblr.com/post/49977486727</link><guid>http://nimamusic.tumblr.com/post/49977486727</guid><pubDate>Wed, 08 May 2013 18:21:08 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>set me free from the schizophrenic intentions of others, misguided tendencies</title><description>&lt;p&gt;set me free from the schizophrenic intentions of others, misguided tendencies&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://nimamusic.tumblr.com/post/49940485897</link><guid>http://nimamusic.tumblr.com/post/49940485897</guid><pubDate>Wed, 08 May 2013 09:41:23 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>tamburina:

Werner Bokelberg for Stern Magazine, December 1970
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&lt;p&gt;Werner Bokelberg for Stern Magazine, December 1970&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://nimamusic.tumblr.com/post/49867027822</link><guid>http://nimamusic.tumblr.com/post/49867027822</guid><pubDate>Tue, 07 May 2013 11:15:22 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>dagseoul:

One of Lucier’s most important and best-known works...</title><description>&lt;iframe width="400" height="299" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/2jU9mJbJsQ8?wmode=transparent&amp;autohide=1&amp;egm=0&amp;hd=1&amp;iv_load_policy=3&amp;modestbranding=1&amp;rel=0&amp;showinfo=0&amp;showsearch=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://dagseoul.tumblr.com/post/49838770877/one-of-luciers-most-important-and-best-known" target="_blank"&gt;dagseoul&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;One of Lucier’s most important and best-known works is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/I_Am_Sitting_in_a_Room" title="I Am Sitting in a Room" target="_blank"&gt;I Am Sitting in a Room&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span&gt; (1969), in which Lucier records himself narrating a text, and then plays the recording back into the room, re-recording it. The new recording is then played back and re-recorded, and this process is repeated. Since all rooms have a characteristic &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Resonance" title="Resonance" target="_blank"&gt;resonance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt; (e.g., between a large hall and a small room), the effect is that certain frequencies are gradually emphasized as they resonate in the room, until eventually the words become unintelligible, replaced by the pure resonant harmonies and tones of the room itself. The recited text describes this process in action. It begins, “I am sitting in a room, different from the one you are in now. I am recording the sound of my speaking voice…”, and concludes with “I regard this activity not so much as a demonstration of a physical fact, but more as a way to smooth out any irregularities my speech might have,” referring to his own &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stuttering" title="Stuttering" target="_blank"&gt;stuttering&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;. —wikipedia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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