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<title>عقايد يک احسان</title>
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<title>The Last Noslagia via Roxette</title>
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<issued>2008-04-04T21:33:24Z</issued>
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<created>2008-04-04T21:33:24Z</created>
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<p align="left">my papa told me to stay out of trouble<br>
&quot;when you've found your man make sure he's for real&quot;<br>
i've learned that nothing really lasts forever<br>
i sleep with the scars i wear that won't heal<br>
they won't heal<br>
<br>
cos every time i seem to fall in love<br>
crash! boom! bang<br>
i find the heart but then i hit the wall<br>
crash! boom! bang<br>
that's the call that's the game and the pain stays the same<br>
<br>
i'm walking down this empty road to nowhere<br>
i pass by the houses and blocks i once knew<br>
my mama told me not to mess with sorrow<br>
but i always did and lord i still do<br>
i'm still breaking the rules<br>
i kick it up<br>
i kick it down<br>
<br>
cos every time i seem to fall in love<br>
crash! boom! bang<br>
i find the heart but then i hit the wall<br>
crash! boom! bang<br>
that's my real middle-name<br>
it has always been the same<br>
that's the call that's the game and the pain stays the same<br>
<br>
i still feel the heat<br>
slowly fallin' from the sky<br>
and the taste of the kissing<br>
shattered by rain<br>
comin' tumblin' from behind<br>
and the wild holy war<br>
i kick it up<br>
i kick it down<br>
<br>
and every time i seem to fall in love<br>
crash! boom! bang!<br>
i find the roses dying on the floor<br>
crash! boom! bang!<br>
that's the call that's the game and the pain stays the same<br>
that's my real middle-name<br>
it has always been the same<br>
oh yea oh yea oh yea uh-huh<br>
been the same been the same<br>
it has always been the same<br>
&nbsp;</p>

<p><em><p align="left">Roxette, Crash! Boom! Bang<br />
from the album Crash! Boom! Bang!- 1994</p></em><br />
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<entry>
<title>Nostalgia via Kiss</title>
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<modified>2008-04-03T00:41:17Z</modified>
<issued>2008-04-02T15:57:35Z</issued>
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<created>2008-04-02T15:57:35Z</created>
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<dc:subject>روزانه</dc:subject>
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<p align="left">Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do<br>
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do<br>
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do<br>
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do<br>
<br>
Tonight I wanna give it all to you<br>
In the darkness<br>
Theres so much I wanna do<br>
And tonight I wanna lay it at your feet<br>
cause girl, I was made for you<br>
And girl, you were made for me<br>
<br>
I was made for lovin you baby<br>
You were made for lovin me<br>
And I cant get enough of you baby<br>
Can you get enough of me<br>
<br>
Tonight I wanna see it in your eyes<br>
Feel the magic<br>
Theres something that drives me wild<br>
And tonight were gonna make it all come true<br>
cause girl, you were made for me<br>
And girl I was made for you<br>
<br>
I was made for lovin you baby<br>
You were made for lovin me<br>
And I cant get enough of you baby<br>
Can you get enough of me<br>
<br>
I was made for lovin you baby<br>
You were made for lovin me<br>
And I can give it all to you baby<br>
Can you give it all to me<br>
<br>
Oh, cant get enough, oh, oh<br>
I cant get enough, oh, oh<br>
I cant get enough<br>
Yeah, ha<br>
<br>
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do<br>
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do<br>
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do<br>
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do<br>
<br>
I was made for lovin you baby<br>
You were made for lovin me<br>
And I cant get enough of you baby<br>
Can you get enough of me<br>
<br>
Oh, I was made, you were made<br>
I cant get enough<br>
No, I cant get enough<br>
<br>
I was made for lovin you baby<br>
You were made for lovin me<br>
And I cant get enough of you baby<br>
Can you get enough of me<br>
<br>
I was made for lovin you baby<br>
You were made for lovin me<br>
And I can give it all to you baby</p>

<p><em>Kiss, i was made for lovin' you<br />
from the album Dynasty- 1979</em></p>]]>

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<entry>
<title>Nostalgia via Scorpions</title>
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<modified>2008-03-30T19:50:07Z</modified>
<issued>2008-03-30T19:25:11Z</issued>
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<created>2008-03-30T19:25:11Z</created>
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<p align="left">Time, it needs time<br>
To win back your love again<br>
I will be there, I will be there<br>
Love, only love<br>
Can bring back your love someday<br>
I will be there, I will be there<br>
<br>
Ill fight, babe, Ill fight<br>
To win back your love again<br>
I will be there, I will be there<br>
Love, only love<br>
Can break down the wall someday<br>
I will be there, I will be there<br>
<br>
If wed go again<br>
All the way from the start<br>
I would try to change<br>
The things that killed our love<br>
Your pride has built a wall, so strong<br>
That I cant get through<br>
Is there really no chance<br>
To start once again<br>
Im loving you<br>
<br>
Try, baby try<br>
To trust in my love again<br>
I will be there, I will be there<br>
Love, our love<br>
Just shouldnt be thrown away<br>
I will be there, I will be there<br>
<br>
If wed go again<br>
All the way from the start<br>
I would try to change<br>
The things that killed our love<br>
Your pride has built a wall, so strong<br>
That I cant get through<br>
Is there really no chance<br>
To start once again<br>
<br>
If wed go again<br>
All the way from the start<br>
I would try to change<br>
The things that killed our love<br>
Yes, Ive hurt your pride, and I know<br>
What youve been through<br>
You should give me a chance<br>
This cant be the end<br>
Im still loving you<br>
Im still loving you, I need your love<br>
Im still loving you</p>

<p><em>Scorpions, Still Loving you<br />
from the album "Love at First Sting"-1984</em></p>]]>

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<entry>
<title>Nostalgia via Guns N&apos; Roses</title>
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<modified>2008-03-29T15:30:02Z</modified>
<issued>2008-03-29T01:44:00Z</issued>
<id>tag:www.ehsandiary.com,2008://1.1279</id>
<created>2008-03-29T01:44:00Z</created>
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<p align="left">If we could see tomorrow<br>
What of your plans<br>
No one can live in sorrow<br>
Ask all your friends<br>
Times that you took in stride<br>
They're back in demand<br>
I was the one who's washing<br>
Blood off your hands<br>
<br>
Don't you cry tonight<br>
I still love you baby<br>
Don't you cry tonight<br>
Don't you cry tonight<br>
There's a heaven above you baby<br>
And don't you cry tonight<br>
<br>
I know the things you wanted<br>
They're not what you have<br>
With all the people talkin'<br>
It's drivin' you mad<br>
If I was standin' by you<br>
How would you feel<br>
Knowing your love's decided<br>
And all love is real<br>
<br>
An don't you cry tonight<br>
Don't you cry tonight<br>
Don't you cry tonight<br>
There's a heaven above you baby<br>
And don't you cry tonight<br>
<br>
I thought I could live in your world<br>
As years all went by<br>
With all the voices I've heard<br>
Something has died<br>
And when you're in need of someone<br>
My heart won't deny you<br>
So many seem so lonely<br>
With no one left to cry to baby<br>
<br>
An don't you cry tonight<br>
An don't you cry tonight<br>
An don't you cry tonight<br>
There's a heaven above you baby<br>
And don't you cry<br>
Don't you ever cry<br>
Don't you cry tonight<br>
Baby maybe someday<br>
Don't you cry<br>
Don't you ever cry<br>
Don't you cry<br>
Tonight <br>

<p>&nbsp;</p></p>

<p><em>Don't Cry<br />
from the album: Use Your Illusion-1991</em></p>]]>

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<entry>
<title>Nostalgia via Roxette</title>
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<modified>2008-03-26T15:35:21Z</modified>
<issued>2008-03-25T23:46:51Z</issued>
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<created>2008-03-25T23:46:51Z</created>
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<p></p>

<center><em><strong>Things Will Never Be The Same</strong></em></center>

<p align="left">lay it down <br>
pull my heart to the ground<br>
time's getting cold <br>
now the leaves all turn hard and blue <br>
and I know when I gaze to the sun<br>
no place to hide <br>
I got nowhere to run from you <br>
away from you <br>
<br>
hold me now girl <br>
I don't know when <br>
when we will ever meet again<br>
that was then<br>
baby, this is now<br>
I try to get over you <br>
<br>
losing you... things will never be the same<br>
can you hear me call your name <br>
if we changed it back again <br>
things would never be <br>
<br>
in your hand, babe<br>
I don't understand <br>
you've got the eyes of a child <br>
but you hurt like a man <br>
always do, always do <br>
<br>
touch me now girl<br>
I don't know when<br>
when we will ever meet again <br>
that was then<br>
baby, this is now<br>
time won't get over you<br>
<br>
losing you... things will never be the same <br>
can you hear me call your name<br>
if we changed it back again <br>
things would never be the same</p>

<p><em>Roxette</em></p>]]>

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<title></title>
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<modified>2008-02-19T00:56:08Z</modified>
<issued>2008-02-19T00:55:29Z</issued>
<id>tag:www.ehsandiary.com,2008://1.1277</id>
<created>2008-02-19T00:55:29Z</created>
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<title>خداحافظ مهران</title>
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<modified>2008-01-10T23:33:55Z</modified>
<issued>2008-01-10T22:33:35Z</issued>
<id>tag:www.ehsandiary.com,2008://1.1276</id>
<created>2008-01-10T22:33:35Z</created>
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<p>مهران رفت.<br />
حوصله روضه خوانی و مرثیه سرایی ندارم. اینقدر این دنیا تلخ است که نوشتن از بی وفایی اش هم زیاد است.<br />
سه شنبه ظهر بود که زنگ زدم به سارا. زنگ زدم که به مهران بگوید شدید سرما خورده ام و نمی توانم بروم روزنامه. صدای مضطرب سارا را که گفت:" مهران حالش خیلی بده، حمله قلبی کرده، اورژانس تو اتاقه، نمی گذارند بریم تو. احسان فکر نمی کنم بمونه..."<br />
-  چرا مزخرف میگی سارا؟!!!! اين حرفا چیه می زنی؟!!!!!<br />
- نمی دونم احسان، فقط به بچه های روزنامه خبر بده...</p>

<p>و بقیه ماجرا که که هنوز هم باور کردنش سخت است، تلخ است... <br />
این دو سه روز از شدت بدن درد و تب و لرز، از شدت شوکی که وارد شد، از شدت این ویروس آنفوآلانزایی که 10 روز است ولم نمی کند، یا خواب بودم، یا بیمارستان... <br />
چیز بیشتری ندارم که بنویسم...<br />
فقط خداحافظ مهران دوست داشتنی ما...خداحافظ...<br />
تو رفتی، اما سارای تو هست. سارایی که از همان روز اول که دیدمش شخصیت محکم و قوی اش برایم تحسین برانگیز بود و هست. امیدوارم بتواند، سختی طاقت فرسای بی تو بودن را تحمل کند...</p>

<p><em>اين عکس را در بیمارستان شب آن روزی گرفتم که پایش را عمل کرده بود...</em></p>]]>

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<entry>
<title>بی نظیر بوتو ترور شد</title>
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<modified>2007-12-27T14:22:00Z</modified>
<issued>2007-12-27T14:18:21Z</issued>
<id>tag:www.ehsandiary.com,2007://1.1275</id>
<created>2007-12-27T14:18:21Z</created>
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<dc:subject>سیاسي</dc:subject>
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<![CDATA[<p><a href="http://www.cnn.com/2007/WORLD/asiapcf/12/27/pakistan.sharif/index.html">بی  نظیر بوتو بر اثر یک حمله انتحاری کشته شد</a></p>]]>

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<entry>
<title>غرور</title>
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<modified>2007-12-11T11:34:47Z</modified>
<issued>2007-12-11T11:33:20Z</issued>
<id>tag:www.ehsandiary.com,2007://1.1274</id>
<created>2007-12-11T11:33:20Z</created>
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<![CDATA[<p>فردریش نیچه: خاطره می گويد:"چنين کردم." غرور می گوید:"ممکن نیست چنين کرده باشم." سرانجام خاطره چاره ای جز تسلیم ندارد...</p>]]>

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<entry>
<title>تو را دوست مي دارم</title>
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<modified>2007-11-24T15:48:13Z</modified>
<issued>2007-11-20T16:16:39Z</issued>
<id>tag:www.ehsandiary.com,2007://1.1273</id>
<created>2007-11-20T16:16:39Z</created>
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<![CDATA[<p>تو را به جاي همه زناني كه نشناخته ام دوست مي دارم<br />
تو را به جاي همه روزگاراني كه نمي زيسته ام دوست مي دارم<br />
براي خاطر عطر گستره ي بي كران و براي خاطر عطر نان گرم<br />
براي خاطر برفي كه آب مي شود، براي خاطر نخستين گل<br />
براي خاطر جانوران پاكي كه آدمي نمي رماندشان<br />
تورا براي خاطر دوست داشتن دوست مي دارم<br />
تو را به جاي همه زناني كه دوست نمي دارم دوست مي دارم.</p>

<p>جز تو، كه مرا منعكس تواند كرد؟ من خود خويشتن را بس اندك مي بينم.</p>

<p>بي تو جز گستره يي بي كرانه نمي بينم<br />
ميان گذشته و امروز.<br />
از جدار آينه‌ي خويش گذشتن نتوانستم<br />
مي بايست تا زنده‌گي را لغت به لغت فرا گيرم<br />
راست از آن گونه كه لغت به لغت از يادش مي برند.</p>

<p>تو را دوست مي دارم براي خاطر فرزانه‌گي ات كه از آن من نيست<br />
تو را به خاطر سلامت<br />
به رغم همه آن چيزها كه به جز وهمي نيست دوست مي دارم<br />
براي خاطر اين قلب جاوداني كه بازش نمي دارند<br />
تو مي پنداري كه شكي، حال آنكه به جز دليل نيستي<br />
تو همان آفتاب بزرگي كه در سر من بالا مي رود<br />
بدان هنگام كه از خويشتن در اطمينانم.</p>

<p><em>پل الووار، ترجمه احمد شاملو</em><br />
</p>]]>

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<title>...</title>
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<modified>2007-10-30T22:59:36Z</modified>
<issued>2007-10-30T22:53:32Z</issued>
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<created>2007-10-30T22:53:32Z</created>
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<![CDATA[<p align="left">I wonder how we can survive <br>
This romance <br>
But in the end if I'm with you <br>
I'll take the chance </p>
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</entry>
<entry>
<title>The Final Cut</title>
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<issued>2007-10-27T23:22:02Z</issued>
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<created>2007-10-27T23:22:02Z</created>
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<dc:subject>روزانه</dc:subject>
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<p align="left">Through the fish eyed lens of tear stained 
eyes <br>
I can barely define the shape of this moment in time <br>
and far from flying high in clear blue skies <br>
I'm spiralling down to the hole in the ground where I hide <br>
<br>
If you negotiate the minefield in the drive <br>
and beat the dogs and cheat the cold electronic eyes <br>
and if you make it past the shotgun in the hall <br>
dial the combination open the priesthole <br>
and if I'm in I'll tell you what's behind the wall <br>
There's a kid who had a big hallucination <br>
making love to girls in magazines <br>
he wonders if you're sleeping with your new found faith <br>
could anybody love him <br>
or is it just a crazy dream <br>
<br>
And if I show you my dark side <br>
will you still hold me tonight <br>
and if I open my heart to you <br>
and show you my weak side <br>
what would you do <br>
would you sell your story to rolling stone <br>
would you take the children away <br>
and leave me alone <br>
and smile in reassurance <br>
as you whisper down the phone <br>
would you send me packing <br>
or would you take me home <br>
<br>
Thought I ought to bare my naked feelings <br>
Thought I ought to tear the curtain down <br>
I held the blade in trembling hands <br>
prepared to make it but just then the phone rang <br>
I never had the nerve to make the final cut</p>

<p><a href="http://www.pinkfloyd.com/x/default.html"><em>By Pink Floyd</em></a><br />
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<entry>
<title>...</title>
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<modified>2007-10-27T23:51:00Z</modified>
<issued>2007-10-22T15:29:44Z</issued>
<id>tag:www.ehsandiary.com,2007://1.1270</id>
<created>2007-10-22T15:29:44Z</created>
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<name>admin</name>

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<![CDATA[<p>غروب دلگير يك روز پاييزي، در تحريريه ساكت اعتماد ملي...</p>]]>

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<entry>
<title>وبلاگی درباره تبليغات</title>
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<modified>2007-10-18T13:25:22Z</modified>
<issued>2007-10-18T13:10:26Z</issued>
<id>tag:www.ehsandiary.com,2007://1.1269</id>
<created>2007-10-18T13:10:26Z</created>
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<name>admin</name>

<email>mojtaba@gmail.com</email>
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<dc:subject>روزانه</dc:subject>
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<![CDATA[<p>اشکان خواجه نوری و نيما بانکی وبلاگی مشترک به راه انداخته اند تا بصورت تخصصی در مورد تبليغات بنویسند. <a href="http://irad.ir/">اينجا</a> را کلیک کنيد.</p>

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<entry>
<title>من دلم سخت گرفته است...</title>
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<modified>2007-09-20T22:49:57Z</modified>
<issued>2007-09-20T22:29:41Z</issued>
<id>tag:www.ehsandiary.com,2007://1.1267</id>
<created>2007-09-20T22:29:41Z</created>
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<name>admin</name>

<email>mojtaba@gmail.com</email>
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<dc:subject>روزانه</dc:subject>
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<![CDATA[<p>خدایا چقدر دلم گرفته، چقدر خسته ام، چقدر بی حوصلم، حوصله هيچ چيز و هيچ کسی رو ندارم، نه حوصله کار، نه درس، نه کتاب، نه فيلم، نه همين اينترنت لعنتی آشغال، نه هيچ کوفت زهر مار ديگه ای رو...<br />
حوصله هيچ چيزی رو ندارم.<br />
اين قرصای اعصاب که تو اين دو ماهه گذشته منو ده کيلو چاق کرده هم ديگه مثل اينکه جواب نمی ده. <br />
ديگه حتی حوصله جر و بحث کردن و توضيح دادنم ندارم. حتی حوصله داد زدنم ديگه ندارم. همه انرژیم تحليل رفته، دلم می خواد فقط بخوابم. خدایا... چقدر بی روحيه و ضعيف و زودرنج و عصبی و بی قرارو داغونم. دلم می خواد بخوابم و ديگه بيدار نشم...</p>

<p>دلم گرفته از اينکه آدما حرفمو نمی فهمن، از اون بدتر فکر می کنن می خوای اذيتشون کنی. هر کاری می کنی يه جای کارت ايراد داره و بدترين موضوع هم اينه که آدمایی که دوستشون داری باهات اين برخورد و می کنند. دلم گرفته از اينکه می بینم چقدر آدما واسه آدما زود يکنواخت می شند و همه چی يادشون میره...<br />
ول کن بابا احسان، بی خيال، تا بوده همين بوده ديگه، انتظار ديگه ای ندارم، راستش ديگه عادت کردم...</p>

<p>خسته ام، خسته ام، خیلی خسته ام و فقط الان اين آهنگ فرهاد رو دوست دارم گوش کنم که داره می خونه:<br />
" من دلم سخت گرفته است از اين مهمانخانه مهمان کُش روزش تاريک" ...<br />
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