D-Day+45-46: ho yay!
I offered to take the exchange student from Thailand, Natchi, into Shibuya on Sunday. She said she’d been feeling pretty left out, since her Japanese isn’t very good and not many people strike up conversations with her. We started out on the local train (which hngg takes forever) all the way into Shibuya.
Natchi, welcome to one of the busiest pedestrian crossings in the world, Scramble Crossing.
Went into all the normal stops, including 109 and Bic Camera. I bought the new Kingdom Hearts game for the DS and holy /shit/, I’ve never seen anything so homohomoyay. Then we headed into the main street and stopped at a game center for purikura and me spending a money trying to get a beautiful, beautiful old school “Lucky Strike” brand lighter. Fffffffailure.
Then we headed into Harajuku. We bought lunch at Famima, ate it in front of Meiji-Jingu, then headed into the shrine. It was disgustingly full of tourists who were, themselves, pretty rude. I didn’t see a single one of them bother to even use the wash fountain before they went in the shrine. FFFFFFF. Stopped in the shrine gift store/restraunt for some gifts/soft cream, and then we went back into Harajuku, stopped at Chicago, and headed up Takeshita-dori.
We went into a bunch of stores, including the Store My Ducks store, but the one that was the best was the Vegas Showgirl Costume store. I don’t know how else to describe it. It would have been a drag queen’s dream store, guys. See a picture here.
Then we headed upstairs into Body Line, where I got another cute skirt. I love that store a lot; it’s so silly. Gothic lolita clothing mixed with snappy Disney movie remixes. When I was in there, I heard a remix of “Once Upon A Dream” sung by a rock/pop band in heavily accented English. My favorite song was the Emperor’s New Groove theme mixed with some electro-pop version of Mickey Mouse March. What the fuckkk, Japan?
He’s the sovereign lord of the nation.
He’s the hippest dude in creation.
Upon exiting Body Line, we found that it had started pouring. No, not a light rain. Fucking pouring. Movement was slow, as the busiest road in the district is made much more cramped when everyone has an umbrella. See a picture here. The best part where the people who forgot their umbrellas, but ran under the mass of everyone else’s saying “Kasa shita shitsureshimasu,” or “Excuse me, bro, I’m cutting through.”
I ended that day completely soaked head to toe.
Today was pretty normal. Talked about comma splices and how to make sentences “flow” in English today. Ffff. Oh, and I have Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday off. Super sweet.
Uploading more pictures onto flickr right now. See them here: http://www.flickr.com/photos/30861805@N05/.
AND AS AN ASIDE: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tKfeJ2mw0LU
“Well, how strong?”
“As strong as a small pony.”
“Oh, well, that’s quite strong, that is!”
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Hurp-a-durp durp; I am so bad at keeping this damn blog updated. Sorry, guys.
Anyways, started school again on Thursday. They had us come in at 9:30, so as to avoid the morning commuter rush. Everyone in Tokyo knows about our school and its current hamthrax scare, and we are a source of infinite terror in our pleated skirts and silly vests (and it’s 9001 times worse for me, being American and all. People glare on the streets when I’m in my damn uniform). When I got to school, it was all miserable and rainy, but there were at least ten photographers waiting at the front entrance, taking pictures of all the girls arriving at school. Hurghwhat. We didn’t have first or second period classes, instead attending a big speech by the head of school about various swine flu related panics (including just how vital it is that we walk on the left side of the street so that commuters don’t have to come in contact with us). Went to class, didn’t have last period, was pretty sweet. Oh, stopped at Cubes cafe on the way home for some scones.
Friday was a normal school day, except for the emphasis on how much we really need to stick to the left side of the street (it’s more vital than I imagined, apparently). Looks like some girl got attacked on the way home for blocking the way of a particularly bad-tempered businessman. Bought Gyakuten Kenji and some presents at Marui. Gyakuten Kenji is remarkably difficult (so many kanji; Edgeworth why do you speak in such long, foppy sentences?) so I’m considering buying an electronic dictionary to accompany the game.
Today, I sat at home and uh, well, cross-stitched and listened to Atlas Shrugged. It was pretty much a “do whatever the hell you want we’ll do our own thing” as far as my host family went. After about 4 hours of stitchin’ like a maniac, I found the ScummVM still had three Monkey Island games saved, and so I pirated up a storm with my favorite Guybrush Threepwood. Ate some fried chicken karage for lunch (shied away from the gyoza which got left out on the counter all night. D: ). Looks like we’re having KFC for dinner. MOAR CHICKEN. ( oh fuuu- imagine a 4chan joke here. )
I’ll try to upload all my pictures tomorrow, along with mail all the letters I wrote and finish my hamthrax break homework. Tomorrow should be busy.
oh hell yes, I didn’t know there was a strikethrough tag on this journal; I am going to abuse this so hard ffff.
STILL NO PHOTOS YET, BUT I DO HAVE THIS LOVELY AD THAT I’VE BEEN SEEING ON TV DAILY: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H6GANG88bZ8&feature=related
fffffffheee.
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Pool’s School’s closed due to AIDS hamthrax.
The hamthrax break was remarkably uneventful. Depressingly so. So uneventful that I’ve been putting off documenting its lack of events.
Saturday we headed down to the station in front of my school for shopping and British-cafe going. The cafe is pretty sweet; it’s owned by some British friends of Satoshi’s and they all speak English and serve tea and scones (and I’ve been eyeing the jar of Marmite on the counter and the Branston Pickle sandwiches on their menu).
Bought a killer robot at a toy store today. You’d almost be surprised at how easy it is to come across them if it weren’t for the fact that Japan is, well, Japan. Oh, and I bought some CDs. Yeah.
G-got to level 127 in Lumines. It was rather exciting.
Oh, and I showed my host family how easy it is to watch pirated movies on the internet, and we watched the new, live-action Dragonball movie. Satoshi hated it, going on about how it was all wrong and completely crazy. Pretty amusing.
I think Sunday I just stayed home and cross-stitched. Watched Bulletproof Monk and The Thief Lord. And National Treasure dubbed in Japanese. (ffffffffffff.)
Monday was more of the same. Seriously, “Hamthrax Break ‘09″ was really “Snoozefest Break ‘zz.”
Tuesday we went to Futako-Tamagawa for a shopping extravaganza, wherein I sat on the roof garden and marveled at the feeling of being outside and not surrounded by buildings. The delightful feeling of the outdoors was short lived, however, because every mother in the Niko-Tama area had decided to bring their young children to the same roof garden for “playtime.”
Wednesday I headed back to school. Apparently when they said, “You have a break until Wednesday,” they meant that school actually starts on Thursday. I was more than a little irritated, but returned home, changed out of the damn uniform, and did more cross-stitching. Oh, also, watched Back to the Future 1 and Toy Story, which was cool.
Apparently, the two girls who got the swine flu are still in the hospital, stuck in a room with no windows. They’re completely fine, only light cold symptoms now. They don’t have a computer; their only form of communication with the outside world is through their cell phones. They have a TV, but it only gets 4 channels and you have to pay for it by the hour. Oh, and whenever a doctor or nurse comes in, they come into the room in full haz-mat suits. Which means, of course, they’ve had no visitors. I can only assume their break was less eventful than mine.
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Saturday was my school’s taiikusai (Sports Day). I don’t really know how to explain this one, know that all the pictures are up on flickr here: http://www.flickr.com/photos/30861805@N05/ with captions explaining most of them to honestly the extent of my knowledge. All I know is that I had to go to school half an hour earlier than normal on a Saturday and had to stay at school until 5:30.
It was pretty much what you’d think of as a Field Day here, only taken and pounded with Japan’s, er, uniqueness. We started the day by getting in very precise lines first by color, then by class and then age (I was kind of tacked on to the side of one of the lines). We ran in our color group (GO YELLOW TEAM!) up to the judges and did a short cheer, bowed, and ran into a another group facing the judges again. After all the color teams had done the same, we listened to a bunch of speeches and then did rajio taiso (radio exercises). This is another Japanese tradition that I really have no way of explaining. Look it up online if you’re really curious; I’m sure someone on Wikipedia has a better answer than me. Then a song, more bowing and more speeches, and we split off into separate teams to cheer and participate in events. The events were silly. I only took pictures of the silly ones (who cares about a dumb normal relay race, anyway) and they’re all at the flickr link above.
Before and after every event, all the girls participating would get in a group and bow to the judges. So crazy. I was on obstacle course duty, which involved donning a huge pair of shorts, running on balance beams, leap frog, jump rope, and a test question at the end. We totally would have won our event if it wasn’t for the group in front of us who took a stupidly long time answering the teacher’s question for our team’s obstacle course.
Cheering consisted of singing campy songs, banging two PET botteru (petroleum bottles, filled with confetti, paper, and gum wrappers) together, and waving giant, fake sunflowers in the air. YELLOW PRIDE.
There were a ton of cheerlead squads, called ouendan, and dance routines. My team danced to High School Musical music. The paaaaaain.
In the end, we lost to the BLU team by 2 fucking points. 2 points. White was down 65 and RED was down 78. We were down by 2. There had to be a judge just doling out points to dick with us. (Also, sporadic cruise controlling there for great TF2 justice in honor of valve’s new updates.)
In the end, we got back in our huge groups and bowed a bunch more. Listened to more speeches, this time every one of the girls burst into tears midway through. Goddamn sappy womenfolk. Then we split off into color groups again and had a huge fucking bawwwwfest, where I sat there and felt like a dick for not being in tears. Got some free Pocari Sweat drink (like Gatorade, but with no food coloring and with a stupid name) out of it, though, I guess.
Saturday Kumiko, Satoshi, Miu and I all went down to Shibuya for some touring (along with some good devil viewing) fun. First we headed down to the appropriately named, somewhat eclectic Shibuya Tobacco and Salt Museum. It was pretty interesting, focusing mainly of the history of tobacco in Japan (the floor about salt was a joke, all it said was essentially, “YOU CAN GET IT FROM MINES OR THE OCEAN LOLOL”) and the cultural impacts of tobacco on society. The temporary exhibit was a really cool one about cigarette and cigar packaging around the world. I saw a couple of real packs of LUCKY STRIKES and also some ATLAS brand cigarettes. This time was cruise-controlled for great justice only. I also got a hearty chuckle out of the ‘64 Tokyo Olympics brand cigarettes (seriously, guys?)
Headed through Shibuya towards the NHK plaza. There was a huge Thai festival, so it was crowded beyond belief. Pretty cool, though. Went through the main plaza street and up towards the main NHK visitor building. Had to pass through a group of cosplayers, many of whom were just as horrible as some of the crap you’d see in the States. What the hell, that should not be. The NHK building was frightening. I dislike TV most of the time in America, but Japanese TV goes beyond that into the realm of painful and disheartening to watch. The NHK building was Japanese television spawned in tourist attraction form.
I saw the devil in a bunch of dolls. Seriously, scariest children’s icons ever. Oh, and I got to meet the big pedophile dog from the baby show (sorry, his real name is Wan wan) in person! Eeeeeeek.
Monday was a fairly normal school day. Rode the women-only train again. I really can’t emphasize enough how much nicer it is. Had to stay late for school cleaning day hrghnrgh, but after that I got a brand spanking new summer uniform which fits and is nice and has short sleeves and is an incredible improvement over the winter one.
Tuesday was pretty much the same as always. I trekked into the main Mizunokuchi area after school, and discovered a new, much better stationery and pen store. Fuckfuckfuck, like a kid in a candy store, guys.
On Wednesday, we started reading some E.A. Poe in one of my English classes. The teacher handed out a paragraph on the history of the SPANISH INQUISITION (weren’t expecting that, huh?). I found it incredibly entertaining; however, this was the same teacher who didn’t understand my crack about the number 42 in our discussion of the meaning of life, so I refrained from making any Python related jokes about the Spaniards.
Thursday was vastly different from the other days. I hiked up the death hill same as always, arrived at the station same as always, took the lady train car same as always (although, I did notice that there weren’t any girls from my school on the lady train car, which was weird), and arrived at the station 15 minutes earlier than I normally do. I stopped to buy a paper, figuring I could look at it during homeroom. I started to head back towards school, but was assaulted by a woman with a notepad before I could proceed any further up the street.
Japanese speech represented in lovely, translated italics for your reading pleasure.
“Do you speak Japanese?”
“Yeah, some. Why?”
“What is your name?”
“Excuse me?”
“What class are you in and what grade?”
“W-why?”
“I’m from Senzoku Gakuen. You can’t go to school today because of the flu. What class?”
“Oh. Really? Well, I’m in high school one E class.”
“What time do you leave for school in the morning?”
“Er…”
“What time?”
“S-seven thirty?”
“You didn’t get a call?”
“Nope.”
“Really?”
“Really.”
“You should have gotten a call.”
“Yeah, I should have.”
“Well, go home. Go home. You cannot be at school today. Until Wednesday.”
Sweeeeeeet.
SCHOOL’S CLOSED DUE TO HAMTHRAX.
(Although, I do feel a little bad, because the two girls in my school who got the pig flu are in one of my English classes. We had a discussion in that English class about how the flu was almost over in America and they totally wouldn’t get it when they went to New York for Model UN. Whoops.)
Went into Mizunokuchi again today. Had to refrain from buying a magazine about pens to accompany my pen and adorable face mask purchases. I did buy a cool magazine with nothing but pictures of trains and an insert called “FREIGHT TRAIN SPOTTING.” Ate a strawberry sandwich for lunch (hyuk hyuk it was next to the meat sandwiches that means it’s like lunch food, right?) and then sat in the park and watched some old people play tennis.
Oh, and I ate one of the CalorieMate blocks today and it was pretty tasty. Like a cookie, but something MANLY that Big Boss would eat. Mmm, I’ll have to check out the other flavors, too.
Goddamnit Star Trek, you are stalking me. There was an example sentence about Spock and an example sentence about Captain Kirk in the English grammar book the gave me. What is this madness?
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Tags: Japan, Museum, NHK, School, Shibuya, Shopping, Sports day, Taiikusai, Tokyo, Train, Travel
D-Day+28: Nomura’s Pie
I don’t know what we were talking about (the class up until that point was completely beyond me, it was an “old Japanese” class; it’s about equivalent to Shakespeare in English. ) but they kept on saying “Nomura’s pie” over and over. Squex, you can’t take over the school systems, too. :<
It’s a disaster, guys. I can’t drink BOSS coffee anymore without getting all sorts of ill. WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME; BOSS COFFEE IS THE MOST MAGICAL DRINK ON THE PLANET.
Got new seats in class today. Now I’m sitting next to the girl that reminds me of Andrea. Which is sweet, because she speaks English pretty well, so when there’s something really important in homeroom announcements that flies completely over my head, she can help me understand a little better. (i’ve had to change my conversational tactics drastically, however, as my penchant for sarcasm and cynicism are completely misunderstood here on the moon.)
The highlight of today was, again, the practice for sports day. I’ll upload the pictures after tomorrow’s massive photo-op. Today we practiced the group march. It was sheer fucking insanity. There’s no other way to put it. More than 500 girls, all lined up with military precision marching in step around the track accompanied by a band of at least 30 girls.
My favorite part were the girls whose job was, apparently, to stand and twirl flags from different countries. The American flag was, appropriately, derp doing it’s own thing and swingin’ to it’s own rhythm.
It’s so organized here. Everyone knows exactly where they need to be at what time. (they still don’t tell me anything, though. ) More on Sports Day tomorrow.
Oh, and I’m planning a trip to go see Shibuya’s Tobacco and Salt museum sometime in the future, partly because of it’s name and partly because it has a sweet exhibit right now and a “galette and kefir” cafe out front. And Shibuya is like a 20 minute train ride. Yay.
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Rode the “Women’s Only” train in to school for the past three days. It’s so much better than the regular train car. It’s less crowded, all the people in are polite, it just goes on and on. (I do feel freakishly tall, though. I may be as tall as some of the really tall Japanese guys, but there are few women who are anywhere near my height.)
Bitched and complained enough about not having a PE uniform or textbooks that finally somebody listened, and I’ve got a PE uniform (for sports day, at least; they might take it away after that ) and should be getting textbooks for my geo and math classes.
SPEAKING OF BOOKS, EMMA OR ANNA OR GRACE OR ALYSSA, WHEN THEY PASS OUT THE CATCH-22 BOOKS IN CLASS, WILL YOU SNAG ONE FOR ME? I’VE BEEN MEANING TO READ IT FOR AGES. /cruise control
Downloaded a bunch of old western theme songs off of iTunes yesterday. (totally has nothing to do with ocelot hng what are you talking about.)
Oh, right. Sports day!
Saturday is the school’s taiikusai, or “sports festival.” Has very little to do with actual sports, though. As a sample of some of the events, here were the things I saw kids practicing today:
- A race where both teams of 7 are given a really long stick and they have to run with it around a pole and back.
- A race where a team of 9 girls all tie their legs together in a sort of mass confusion, bastardized version of a three-legged race.
- A sort of mass-mele with 7 or 8 teams of 4 girls, each team of four consisting of 3 girls on the ground and one balancing on their shoulders. they fight to take each other’s ribbons off. it’s frightening, to say the least.
- A jump-rope chain? I don’t know how to describe this one.
There are a bunch more, but I think it would be more interesting to describe the event I’m in. First, I don what has only been described to me as ビッグパンツ (read: Biggu pantsu or big pants) along with my partner, and we do a sort of, two-pants-legged run. Then, we discard the pants and do leap frog 10 times. (my partner is so much smaller than I am. I am going to break her. ) Then, we run over to a balance beam and each walk across that, running next to a super long jump rope. We have to jump rope together ten times without fucking up. Then we run over to a desk where a teacher will give us a テスト (tesuto, test) question, and we answer and then run to the finish line. What the hell. It is on Saturday. I have to be there at 8 in the morning. And stay until 4. Includes lots of cheers that are very reminiscent of my hellish days at Heart of the Hills as a child.
WRYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY.
(oh kiki, kiki! someone wrote a beautiful “wryyyyyy” face on the board the other day. it made me think of jjba and FABULOUS.)
There aren’t any pictures that directly correspond with this yet (I’m taking my camera in tomorrow), but there’s some crassic Engrish up on my flickr located here: http://www.flickr.com/photos/30861805@N05/
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Fucking ow.
This will be short because I am literally to tired to function right now. Caught Miu’s cold/flu, and stayed home from school today. I slept for 7 hours more than I normally would. It was beautiful.
Between sleeping and getting massacred by mosquitoes (I have 17 bites on my left arm alone), I’ve walked down to Famima to pick up some lunch for Kumiko, Miu, and I, and that’s about it. Talked to Alicia on Skype for a while. Pretty sweet. I’m now kindof in that between sleep and pain phase of “if I sleep any more today I will not be able to sleep tonight and that will suck,” so I’m currently drinking some mango pudding soda/drink and eating French consomme flavoured chips. (Oh, Japan.) Mmmm.
Oh, and I wrote an irritated e-mail to Jim Leonard about my classes, or current lack of them, but in my current near rigor mortis state it didn’t sound as angry as I had planned. And that’s about it.
I’d love to hear your entertaining stories from AMERICA. Share them, share them, share them.
And, out, fellow foghats.
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D-Day+20-23: Beware of Perverts
Welcome to Japan!
I guess you could say you’ve had a uniquely Japanese experience when you’re wearing a uniform, get pushed onto a packed train by a fussy attendant, then have to defend yourself from a creepy mofo train pervert armed only with an umbrella and your wits–lacking even the ability to turn around or move your arms. Well, that was about how my Thursday morning went.
dammnit, moon, first the drunk, pukey guy, now this pervert, are you trying to make me not like trains or something?
Friday was uneventful. “The Gang” (as the group of girls I hang out with shall now be called) and I played a weird version of go-fish with Star Wars cards at lunch. I had a pretty good hand at one point, with the Obi Wan, Han Solo, and Anakin Skywalker cards all at once.
Stopped into the Yuzawaya after schoolto buy some thread for a cross-stitch project, which is fun. Oh, and picked up a new Metropolis. Kumiko and Miu left for her parent’s house, so I watched Ouran and cross-stitched all evening. Ate niku-man from Famima for dinner. Mmm.
Saturday watched Death Note all morning, then left for Kumiko’s Parent’s house in the afternoon. Saw a Hanshin Tigers game in the car, which was cool (all cars here have TV’s in them. oh, and did I mention that it’s actually rude to use seatbelts here? It’s a mark of a ‘lack of confidence in the driver’ or something like that). Arrived at the house, awkwardly hovered for about half an hour before we left for the mall. Had some Starbucks (which is fucking expensive here. :< ) and bought a new pair of pants at a store called UNIQLO or something.
Dinner was awkward, but was made less awkward by the fact that there was a Giants game on TV and the Giants were, as usual, kicking ass. Yousuke was unhappy that I also liked the Giants (“I have Tigers mania,” he told me) but I didn’t really care because Hayato Sakamoto was just chilling on the field like the badass motherfucker that he is.
nooo air conditioning and a lot of mosquitoes and a death cold make chuck an unhappy camper.
This morning I had to get out of the house and away from the grandmother, great grandmother, and older brother who were all smoking like a fucking forest fire. That combined with the heat, the cold, and the whole asthma thing were making me a pretty irritable person. Took a short walk around the neighborhood, then walked with the grandfather for about an hour to the prettiest river/lake ever, where I just sat with my feet in the water for a good half a hour. I’ll post the pictures onto Flickr tomorrow, probably. Then we went into the equivalent of a Walmart Supercenter (it was fucking huge ) before driving home.
Watched the episode of hagaren (read: FMA) where Ed and Al go with Armstrong to meet Marcoh. I baww whenever I see Hughes (Bitch gonn’ be shot!), but he’s always around Roy, and Roy looks like a silly little toad, so it balances out.
hell yess. I am finally caught up. wooooooooooooooooooop.
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D-Day+17-19: Golden Week
(This entry will be better if read alongside the visual aide photos, located here.)
On Monday, Kumiko caught a nasty cold/flu, so Satoshi and I went with Miu and both of Satoshi’s parents to Yokohama’s Chinatown. I decided that it would be a good day to wear my Yomiuri Giants jersey, completely forgetting that Yokohama also has a team and that they frequently get their asses kicked by the Giants. Yokohama had a big game that day. I have no tact.
There were so many people. A freakish number of people.
Fundamentally, I dislike people.
It was awesome.
Satoshi’s mom bought me a super cool Dagny-esqe skirt, though. She told me to try it on, and by the time I got out of the dressing room, she’d already paid for it. It was so nice of her!
We ate at a Chinese restaurant that wasn’t too packed, next to a table of 17 smoking businessmen. The food was really good. After our meal, waitresses came up and complimented Satoshi on his “lovely wife and child, because your daughter doesn’t look at all like a half.” He was totally embarrassed and corrected her, “Nono, she’s an exchange student, not my wife, and my daughter is full Japanese.” We left and went to buy soft serve (mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.) and then took the train back home. On the platform, an old woman came up and started playing with Miu, then she turned and looked at me and said to Satoshi “Your other daughter is beautiful; is she a mix?”
Apparently not being completely Japanese is a really big deal here.
On Tuesday I saw “Duplicity” in English with Japanese subtitles (in a craaaaazy font). It is high up there as one of my favorite movies ever. So good.
On Wednesday, I went on my “Tokyo Nostalgia” tour, starting in Harajuku and making my way up through Shinjuku and into Sangubashi, where I bough Himalaya Curry for my host family and used the ATM (still the only one that I know of that works with my American cards) and then trekked back through Yoyogi park in the rain. Not really much exciting happened, it was exactly like being in inner-city Tokyo last year, except this year was a lot more baaaawsy and more depressing. Did have an interesting encounter with a drunk guy passed out on the train who vomited all over the floor in a very un-Japanese fashion, though. Bought Bioshock in Japanese. Super excited to play it in, uh, two more months.
GUYS WHAT THE HELL WHY WAS I IN SANGUBASHI ALONE WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU ALL.
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