The Money & the irony

May 5, 2008 at 10:02 am 18 comments

Has anyone asked you to tell them what the label on your jacket or t-shirt reads without looking at it? I have! On my second job interview of almost 10 years ago. And guess what, I didn’t have the faintest idea (in my defense, the jacket had been lying around in my mother’s closet for years, as neglected and familiar as a girl in your neighborhood you wouldn’t take notice of until somebody told you she’s got herself a hunk of a boyfriend and only had a tiny badge on it’s front pocket that read “New Port”). Fortunately, the guy who did the interview found my one true ability (of blabbering myself to dizziness) fascinating that he let the error slide and offered me the job.

The realization still mini-haunts me though, the fact that I seem to be wearing clothes I feel I know as well as the back of my hand but make my head ache in their strange unfamiliarity if I took a good look at them. Gives you the kind of sick feeling trying to decipher the connection between a name and an object that is not referred to by the type of sound it produces (like ‘meow’ or “fwafwate”) doesn’t it?!. It does me! Used to have this same absurd feeling when trying to imagine what the universe would have looked (or felt) like with neither living, or non living things in/on it in my early teens.

Now, I don’t know if that is where dejavu’s come from, or I was having moments of perfect clarity, or absolute insanity. But such was my reaction to the word “Lamchiew endikefil hig yasgedidal” (a word transcribed boldly on the face of the paper money I’ve been using all my life) whose existence I was unaware of before I heard some other loser fail to answer it on a ‘tiyaqena mels wudider’ ETV used to sponsor a few years ago (a ‘tiyaqena mels’ that used to be far more challenging than the one they have these days, and actually gave the correct answer to questions it forwards to it’s contestants. Yeap, the screen may have looked fancier, but it’s the same powers that are at work behind it; the powers that live off the knowledge of 25 years ago and the politics of the ‘iyapa’ times. Bold people! Dumb people! The only kind of people, it seems, with any hope of success in our beloved mother land. Granted you and I will probably have another name for it: a ‘regress’, perhaps, of our societal value!).

Alas! My reverence for the paper money (the person, not it’s derivational value .. if ‘derivational value’ is the word I want) has older, more personal roots. My uncle Solomon, who was considered as a sort of ‘hero’ among the Ethiopian and Somali community in Djibouti (where he fled ‘babuur tentelatilo’ at the age of 13 after assuming he’s stabbed a man, who not only refused to pay his mother a rent but dared insult the great lady, ‘fatally’) was sent to prison under the allegation of defying it’s very glory. This was back in the day when anybody found hanging outside his door after the clock ticked 12:00 spent a night at the local “police tabia”.  He was back in Addis after an absence of almost 20 years and, as “Aregahign Worash” and his infamous “abiyotawi zefen’s were the only form of entertainment that presented themselves on ETV, took his brothers out on the town. Where, after talking this and that, he got started on the subject of a certain French woman who skipped the country taking his only child with her, not leaving so much as a mailing address to keep in touch through. A subject, in short, that brings out the worst in him.

His attitude didn’t sit well with the rest of the customers who found him fascinating at first, when he was buying & talking about all his exploits; intimidating, when he started calling the girls names (which he did anyone with a wig extension on her hair, which simply was ‘happening’ at that time) then plain vulgar (when he stopped giving a shit what they thought of him).

A few days later, my other uncle got a call from “keftegna”: His out-of-town brother was in jail, with nothing but the shirt on his back, and serious allegations of burning the paper money of the country (of which two pieces were found in his trouser) that, if proved, could send him to prison for a long time to come. Solomon, ofcourse, said the same people who called in the cops were the ones who robbed & then framed him; that he is done with ‘this’ country and these people (including the family that got too tired of his wild ways in just a few weeks) who he felt were treating him like a fucking outsider, and upon his release left the country cussing and swearing never to return. A promise he kept even in death, where only a video of his funeral was promised to his relatives by those Ethiopians whose ill-treatment he was too much of an ‘abesha’ to put up with. Or so legend has it.

So I needn’t be told how our country spends hard earned gold to have every one of them printed to have my heart break whenever I see them papers disfigured by ‘mastaweshas’ to either self or receivers, protests and/or long lines of mathematical calculations. Not to mention the gums, the rude plasters and staplers one finds stuck on them. I even fancy our paper money seems to be the only thing, next to those poor ‘woyalas’ on minibuses (about whom even journalists make dumb and degrading jokes on national radio) that Ethiopians of all age, sex, race and religious affiliation take part in the abuse of. Infact, next to bank tellers, the same ‘woyalas’ we mistreat indiscriminately seem to be the only class of people who treat our paper money with any respect. [Kind of like fellow sufferers, perhaps?!] Maybe because they are only too aware it’s the lack of this very commodity that makes them suffer, mostly silently, through all types of abuse in a long and hard day but also because they are the ones who face shit if the look of one appears lacking in grace to any one traveler (who, as we know, is only too eager to polish his ‘Woyala’-abusing skills for the benefit of smiling & approving fellow travelers).

My asking, of a P.R. person from the National Bank of Ethiopia (who was invited to part wisdom on one of our Public Relation classes at the AAU), why our paper money doesn’t seem to get half the publicity spas and pedicure centers almost 98% of Ethiopians can’t afford to be in seems to be getting didn’t result in a satisfactory reply. He admitted much work should be done there, sure, but like everybody else that adopted the expression from our P.M. and started using it as his own, didn’t say who would do them and when. Calling this method of dodging responsibility a proof of Dickens’s theory on the ‘art of how not to do it’ the bureaucrats of his time were engaged upon the hot pursuit of  may sound .. a little too harsh (Especially coming from a sister who isn’t “minus any-who” when it comes to divining ways of “how not to do it”. Or atleast is disposed to not doing them willingly or timely due to, she’d like to think, her not having much of a life and the rather mundane nature of her paying job). But it certainly is the kind of thing that makes you sigh “Oh, what a tangled web we weave…” as Sir Walter Scott might have done just minutes before getting his inspiration for his well known line in stanza and screaming “eureka!” as Archimedes is said to have done. (My attempt to translate same to Amharic can be found under the post: Did we all came out of Gogol’s ‘overcoat’?)

As a ‘mesenebabecha’, here are a couple of proverbs I found on “BIRRITU” magazine Vol. 100 (so, yes, they aren’t exactly being paid for sipping “macchiato” and going to funerals, these guys). See if you can remember (and write herewith) how the original amharic proverbs went – word for word ;-)!. They were taken from Dr. Fekade Azeze’s “Folklore in Development:  a Bird’s eye view of perceptions of poverty and wealth in Amharic proverbs”. And the winner gets …….  nothing :-). 

1.The worst form of destitution is lacking food; the worst of sins is killing a man

2.Even if the poor man lacks something to eat, he never lacks what he pays for tax

3.When I am wanting something to eat, my baby cuts teeth

4.The impoverished has no companion

5.He who has money can have his ways in the heavens

6.Begging from the rich is better than borrowing from the poor

7.Once wealthy [they] do not respect others

8.The rich person [counts] on his wealth; the poor one [counts] on his labor

9.I have no goat, I do not quarrel with a lynx

10.Do not crave, what you can’t get

 

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  • 1. Dr. Ethiopia  |  May 5, 2008 at 4:22 pm

    http://www.abesha.wordpress.com

    Abesheet – can you please break it into 2 or 3 parts for those of us who doesn’t have the patience to sit through and read such a long post? lol. (Joking here)

    Sophisticated and like a motion picture.

  • 2. sistu  |  May 6, 2008 at 1:34 am

    ABESHEET!!

    what you did (disappeared) is only a bit less than or equal to weldo metal (or mantebteb, if you like). I sure am happy that you are back. I was just about to come here and write what i had for lunch (which was Minim, btw. [crafted after your own ‘the winner gets nothing” ])

    Dr Ethiopia, Inquan metah. I have been aching to let you know what i think of your views but did not wish to contribute it on your pages. call it ‘tigab’. (by your views, i mean almost all of them but esp the one about setoch tops all). So what are my views of your views? pls tebik…i.e. have the patience and read through my long post to find my views on you. I will put it at the end of my post or maybe in the middle just to make you read the whole thing. And call that ‘bekel’.

    So, abesheet, i am going to try the quiz a go (albeit for nothing). i couldn’t figure out most of them..
    1. ex
    2.bado
    3.yemibelaw sata lije tirs aweta
    4.dihan man yiwedewal? that just sounded like good observation. otherwise also an ex
    5.genzeb kale besemay menged ale. not true. adelem besemay..
    6.its so not.
    7.keweferu sew ayferu. no?
    8.diha begulbetu habtam begenzebu
    9.x
    10.i won’t
    sorry Dr ethio, you will have to wait, i am suddenly feeling sleepy. ketegebu inkilf bicha new. (know that proverb?)

  • 3. abesheet  |  May 6, 2008 at 9:57 am

    Thank you for your comment, Dr. Ethiopia. You’ll hardly credit this, but the fact that my posts are too long is something that gives me an anxiety attack every time I hit the publish button. Wondering who would have the patience to read, and finish them. Trying to express myself in short and sweet lines, however, only resulted in either ignoring the millions of ideas that ‘matabeb’ my mind when i start writing (thus risking my “voice”), or committing more grammatical errors than i already do. So I decided to do all that i can to make my lines shorter (and sweeter) and hope there would be folks out there endowed with more patience than me (i certainly can’t stand reading long sentences myself, i literally get sick) willing to suffer through it. For their sake, I hope to try and make the ride as easy, or atleast worthwhile, as possible.

    Sistu:
    Thank you for watching over my blog like the angel i know you to be. It’s good to be back. BTW, would have loved reading what you had for lunch. Anything….so long as you wrote it! Will comment on your answers after i checked out what others have to say.

  • 4. sira salata  |  May 6, 2008 at 12:27 pm

    1.
    2. Yichin enkuan Arkebe Equbay new yetenagerat (Deha bidir Ayferam)
    3.Yembelaw sata lije lij ameta.
    4.Keleleh yelehim
    5.Al- Amoudi besemay kelebet menged alew.
    6.
    7.Keweferu sew ayferu
    8.Al-Amoudi bebiru Mele begulbetu
    9.Yebesebese zinab ayferam
    10. Amlake sew sitegn belike
    10.

  • 5. abyssinia  |  May 6, 2008 at 4:20 pm

    Abesheet, glad to have you back!

    The money and the irony honena negeru, $ sabarir yemitimelshibetin qen zenegahu. However, while you were gone betun moke moke argenew new yekereminew.

    As for the proverbs, a few years back a friend of mine gave me this little amarigna teret ena misale metsehaf and it’s my favorite book. I have read it many times over the years and bizu amarigna proverbs endimar endihum endastawis reditognal.

    Mechem prize bynorewim memoker aygodam:

    1. Ye’chigir kifu ihil matat: ye’hatiat kifu nefse matifat
    2. Diha yemibelaw biata: ye’migebirew ayata
    3. ye’mbelawe sata lije tirs aweta
    4. Yata wedage ye’lewim
    5. Genzeb kale besemay menged ale
    6. Ke’diha kemebeder: Ke’habtam melemen
    7. Ke’keberu sew ayferu
    8. Habtam be’habtu deha be’gulbetu
    9. Fiyel yelegn: ???
    10. LaTagegn atimegn

  • 6. Dr. Ethiopia  |  May 6, 2008 at 5:09 pm

    Sistu – i am obviously confused. You say you want to comment about my views, in regards to what i write on my blog?

    Sure, go ahead. I wouldn’t have it any other way. But i think it would be unfair to Abesheet and her blog to write on a subject that is completely unrelated to her post.

    You are more than welcome in my houe and i didn’t understand why you didn’t wish to participate.

    As far as, the Abesha Setoch Post that you’re referring to, i think that has been my experience and most people (specially abesha setoch) has been offended in a way.

    I hope you are not threatening by doing “Tebik” and all that. lol

    Abesheet – where have you been? I see everyone asking that. I noticed you are not a frequent blogger, but i thought that was by choice, i am not sure if you had made a pulic announcement that you will be MIA.

    Anyhow, you write beautifully and in your own voice. Sky is the limit for you, but only if you post often. I think you would have us come back often in anticipation for your next post.

  • 7. sistu  |  May 6, 2008 at 9:18 pm

    Abyssinia,

    you are very good. i don’t think i have ever heard some of them, like LaTagegn Atimegn. Somebody should have told me that early in life. Having said that, i demand a rematch… I didn’t realize it was an open book test (not that i would have had a book to open up even if it were an open book, but i can still put my african genes to good use and protest injustice). And sira, i like your spin on them.

    and, Abesheet, about your take on money, i know i am getting into the habit of saying this but i really liked the subject and your take on it. and of course i disagree with some of it. Lemisale, i love finding money with writings on them. A little message (like in the picture), a silk kutir (imagine the writers nidet when he discovers that s/he has traded the bill where he had written yentinan phone number), and more importantly a cash sum written on them. The latter is special to me because my father’s favorite geezey masalefia at the end of the day is counting the money in his pockets, arranging it so that all the bills are facing the same direction, counting the total, binding it with a yej lasteek and finally writing the grand sum (which wouldn’t be much, mind you) on the top note. Same thing nege mata.

    David Brent over in the office will have you know that burning money is indeed illegal. Apparently, over there its because it has yenigisteetun photo on it and its like burning her photo (?). It could be that we also think Tesfaye’s photo is not for burning purposes (i hear that is the name of the guy on the 1-birr… right info?) David also says anything with the nigist’s photo on it can serve as legal currency… like stamps. Wouldn’t it be nice if we can use stamps (with ineNiyala’s pic on it) as meshemecha? Latagegn Atimegn.

    Fi…..iiinaly, Dr Ethiopia, did you have the humility to read through my post? I hope Abesheet forgives me for using her medrek as a place to address you, but I am just not up for the journey of visiting your blog again. Actually, i wasn’t offended by your post. You overestimate the power of your words/observations. I didn’t manage to connect it with myself at all. Aygermim, once again i do not seem to have the energy to tell you what i think of your post. I apologize, i will try next time.

  • 8. Dr. Ethiopia  |  May 6, 2008 at 9:40 pm

    http://www.abesha.wordpress.com

    Sistu – hold up here. I would hate to have misunderstood what you were trying to say. But now that you have chosen to address me again, let me be frank and as politely as possible.

    What is is you have a problem with? Me or my post, or my blog? If you have problem with either, i can honestly say i don’t give a ____. But like i said i am all for discussion,

    I am assuming you are my country woman and i have no intention of belittling you insights, but i am not one to play tid for tad, Yene Emebet.

    You are saying things i am finding offensive. “humility” to read your post, “energy” to visit my blog? All of that sounds like ‘you know what’.

    If you have to have an injection of energy to address me, i feel for you. But, then again, i am not one who ever stumbles for words if i feel attacked or called out.

    You can’t call me out like that, Sis. For the sake of peace, let’s talk about it. What’s toughness got to do with it?

  • 9. sistu  |  May 7, 2008 at 3:48 am

    Dr Ethiopia

    Ere Atikota getaye. What is this ginfil-ginfil? Its not worth discussion iko. And no need to be offended, by the way. I was just trying to see how much patience you can sustain (only based on your first post, nothing else)….

    On another note, can you help me out? I believe there is a writing on the american bill that says “in god we trust”… They used to say (probably still do), that’s the American way of calling the money their God… And also something like “pay the bearer the amount…” or something to the effect. So i guess that could be where we get our very own “lamchiew kifelut”…

  • 10. abesheet  |  May 7, 2008 at 7:57 am

    Stand back folks! We have a winner!!

    *abesheet gave Abyssinia … ‘Kibrina Mugessa’*

    Gurl, I wouldn’t mind getting hold of that book myself. Yeap! You got [almost] all of them right (“fiyel yelegn kenebir alitala”). I enjoyed sira salata’s (very creative & funny! :-)) and sistu’s .. well.. third place ain’t so bad. “Kegn huwala zuur” bibal andegna mihonew huwala yeQomew ne’w aydel.. :-)?!

    Thank you all for giving it a try.

    Sistuye: Don’t worry about what you write in the comment box. So long as you are here, I trust your judgement completely!! “Lamchiew endikefel hig yasgedidal” = “Payable to the bearer on demand”. The “In God we Trust” thing, on the other hand, has always mystified me. Wegegna gazetegnoch beEthiopia Radio laay “endeminaleh entina?” sibalu [aGaNiNt yabariru yemesil beWefere dimts] “GETA YIMESGEN!!” endmilut meselegn. Do they think we give a shit?!

  • 11. abesheet  |  May 7, 2008 at 11:25 am

    After re-reading the comments beTiniQaqe:

    WOT?! Are you telling me the “SaaQita laam” kid on the one birr note my exbf and buddies used to lament “a’nd nebern teleyayen” has actually got a name?! “Benni Amir” would have been the name that would pop in my mind were I asked to identify him. Or perhaps Kaldis! There are, after all, “yeBunna firewoch” at the back of the birr. Aren’t there?!.

    Speaking of “bunna”, what’s all this ‘esett ageba’ I hear between you and Ye”Abesha Bunna Bet” blog baleBet – Dr. Ethiopia!? Is it something “yetezerpeza zuria wuyiyit” won’t solve? Esti.. “ShimAgl..it” lihunina laDeradir. As Snoop Dogg’s character on “L.A. Spectakular” (a comedy I found delightful, to the surprise of my “more mature nen” baay friends) said: “can’t we live in peace……or something?!”

  • 12. sewit  |  May 7, 2008 at 3:51 pm

    “In god we trust” is actually the US national motto. I think it is what it means. No hidden meaning praising the greenback over the actual sentiment of religious devotion. You have to remember Americans are descendents of aTbaqi puritans, hence not very surprising tha they would put that on their most widely distributed publication – the currency (If it wasn’t a real question and your sarcasm just flew over my head…gonbess biye YiQirtashin eTyeiqalehu)

    In any case, back to your payable to the bearer on demand neger… A currency really is only an IOU, right? It is not worth its value a la gold/silver coins. So it is just an indication of the value of that piece of paper; that the bearer is entitled to x amount.

    Btw, love the blog, love the comment section. sistu, abyssinia and of course abesheet. Maybe and Qen, I will be cool enough to join your sorority of fabulousness?

  • 13. sistu  |  May 7, 2008 at 6:50 pm

    Abesheet,

    I think its something of an Alemitu moment (that phrase, igzer yistish for using it once). My qiyamee runs deep, but i rather not spill my conservative doctrines on your progressive blog. Ayee, I doubt if terepezia would solve it at all. I am not a big fan of that treacherous yebet-ika anyways… one minute it is new and shiny, the next minute wilkliku wetual, needing tetter and goma just to keep it balanced and on its feet (that terepeza). Speaking of which, the legs of the terepeza and wenbers in my aunt’s house were all fitted with yeberekina container (that yellow one) and i never figured out why… I regret not asking. Now, I am thinking it may have been to keep the legs from leaving scratch marks on their sanka (? tawla) floor as the chairs are moved about but i can’t be sure. I know… not part of the topic but i was just wondering about it. Any ideas on the reason?

    but back to the terepeza wiyiyit… no, i think the matter is better saved for another member of the household: the alenga (on Andachin)… which we didn’t own, by the way. But mamaseya, kebeto, girawa, dingay and termus got the job done [well].

    On a much darker note, sostegna?? inate guduan atisma. But Abesheet, i have every intention of blaming it on you. Why didn’t you ask some at the difficulty level of “yabayin lij wiha temaw/t, yelachin lij kimal belat”? Those are the ones that they taught us in school. bicha yihun, if i have to lose to anyone, I am glad its Abyssinia and Sira although the matter does put a dent in my buddy-hood with the two of them (kinat is kifu neger, you know).

    Sewit, Nor-Nor. let me offer you one ingida’s welcome to another till our host Abesheet comes with the official welcome… and let me just say you are even more welcome when you show up threatening to crown us with titles of “fabulousness”. I don’t know about Abesheet and Abyssinia but nobody has ever accused me of being fabulous. min arigesh new gin? and Nope, no sarcasm intended on the US money question. thank you for answering it and ere min bewetash, don’t megonbes, tigobchialesh.

  • 14. abyssinia  |  May 7, 2008 at 7:31 pm

    Sorry sistu didn’t mean to cheat! You actually did very well, for that I’m willing to surrender my shilimat to you. Btw, I suck with open book exams; I rather prep my own cheat sheet. Yetmihirt bet tizita ametashebign!

    “In God We Trust” motto printed on the US currency, is all crap if you ask me. America belo haymanotegna!

    Anyways, it’s nice to see familiar names on this blog…first Dr. Ethiopia and now sewit.

    Doctor, am a long time patient of yours at the abesha bunna bet…but never comment on your diagnosis. Hope to do that in the future.

    sewit, pleasure to have you here…you are cool with me so long as you visit us regularly. What do you think girls?

  • 15. Dr. Ethiopia  |  May 7, 2008 at 10:06 pm

    lol @ abyssinia. Long time patient huh? Unique. Well, glad to hear that you are one of the readers that make me feel like a lucky blogger.

    I am just learning to find my way to this blog and i am pushing Abesheet to post often.

  • 16. abesheet  |  May 9, 2008 at 6:08 am

    Welcome sewit. And thank you for the explanations, (yours too abyssinia sweetie). I like the word “fabulous”, it reminds me of “Sex and the City”! [Yes, ladies, my name is abesheet and i’m a big fan!!). But i’ve always fancied myself as the type of person who mocks ‘fabulous’ people while trying to entangle the “mido” out of her hair and blowing a gum so big that it explodes and covers half her face (don’t know the english term for it, but you get the picture). So yes.. I (along with sistu) resent the accusation. But in a good way. In a gidirdir way :-). Or should we try to detect something less flattering in your words?! 😉

    sistu:
    So sorry for being unable to help out with the “Berekina laskit” mystery. I’m imagining this was before ‘yeLaskit mintaf’ was introduced in Merkato and “welels” were polished “fitishin mayet eskitchiyibet” dires.. using “sem & bernos” by the youngest of the house {who would get tired of both the smell and mewdeq soon enough}. I wonder which is worse though: yetefeQefeke welel or a yellow berekina laskit sticking out from underneath the table?!

  • 17. sistu  |  May 18, 2008 at 5:49 am

    Abesheet,

    you know your sanka-welel facts very well. Yep, sem from Total got the job done. [btw the berekina containers were fitted to every igir of the table and chairs like horse-shoe] Call them idile-beesoch but their last born was a boy, so the older ones
    had to accomplish the welel fikfeka task with him on their back instead of him getting it done. And, nigereegn kalsh (never mind that you didn’t), there never lived another gimash-derzen girls who were more proud of their mestawat-mesel floor than those six…. you are right, by the time they were done with it, you could look into it to check for any necha-chiba spots on your face, or, at the very least, for the extent of your chebraranet. and do you know that once a tawla floor has seen sem, waga yelewim after that… it would never go back to being cleaned with anything but sem.

    Now with that in mind, how is it that i would ever turn my back on the good lord who allowed me to live in a half-seemeento, half-afer meret house where half your day was not spent on ye-Tsidat zemecha? Meteregia and superficial wilwela (abes-abes mareg with rain water) took no time at all and the afer portion only needed a good “Tsid” branch to sweep it with anyways (you can’t clean the afer meret with a real metregia since you won’t be able to then use the metregia to sweep the salon seemento… otherwise afer yizeshibet tihejialesh. and please note that you would need two branches, one for initial cleaning and the second to quickly gather the tsid leftovers that you shed during the first round. mts, there is a whole science to it, actually… vacuum cleaningimko science yibalal. science my intin. [i meant my behind]).

    but then came lastik mintaf (which i thought was “gushema” but apparently that word doesn’t exist). ofcourse, abesheet, before it came to merkato, it came to diredewa and consequently “controband” and changed the life of every pre-teen and teen girl in alen-yalu ketemas. mintaf did make terega easier since you can meweshek all the dirt under the mintaf; but did you know that mintaf actually made the general life harder (unless you are coming from a tawla background)? there was no more abes-abes mareging and getting away with it. if you were a mother, you need only look at the whitest part of the mintaf to check if your daughter has put her heart and soul into the wilwela or has merely done a smear job. Ere teyign. paid child laborimiko child-labor-abuse yibalal. ay alemawek, man benegerelign.

    Abyssinia, my cyber sis, tibi-tibi inichawetalen ahnd ken, you and me (i am listening to Aster). I knew i liked you for a reason. (and band-af by the way, on your surrender)

    Abesheet, since i have now strayed so far away from the original topic let me bring it back by pointing out that one Tasa sem probably cost 2 Tesfayes back in those days. That’s right, since nobody raised any tekawimo, i am left believing that to be the name of our very own la vache qui rit.

  • 18. Mehmehmeh  |  June 26, 2008 at 10:12 pm

    I can not agree with you in 100% regarding some thoughts, but you got good point of view…

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