The two perennial complaints about California real estate are that it's both too expensive and in short supply. This objective, observable reality fits neatly into the established dogma of economics; as supply dwindles, prices inevitably rise. Likewise, the expense and supply narrative fits neatly into the polarized ideology of American politics, with each end of the spectrum shaping an emotional, sometimes compelling argument from a very narrow set of "facts". But economists, politicians, and talking heads, in general, all fail to understand both the broader picture and the ugly details of the housing situation in California. The powers that be seem incapable of wrapping their heads around the systemic inequity of profit-oriented cash buyers over families financing a home to live in, and the solutions that politicians propose completely miss the mark. In other words, house flippers are fucking up the housing market in California and everyone trying to "fix" the problem is only making it worse.
There are two big schools of thought, aligning more or less with political religiosity, on how to address housing costs in California. The reaction on the left is to build "affordable" housing. Democrats, and others that have a vested interest in pandering to the working poor, like to push the idea that California is inherently too expensive for anyone to live in without giving any reason for the high prices save for some vague dog whistling about one-percenters. And this makes sense because making promises to subsidize the largest item in most familys' budgets is a winning strategy. But in effect, low-income housing institutionalizes poverty, creating ghettos where poorer people are shoved into and forgotten. Low-income housing doesn't address the root cause of why housing is so expensive in the first place, and it necessarily segregates society into groups of haves and have-nots - a move with far-reaching implications that affect a person from birth to death (public schooling, criminal and police activity, food scarcity, job opportunities, infrastructure, mental and standard healthcare, etc).
On the other hand, the reaction on the right is to slash regulations so that, or so the argument goes, housing can be built quicker and more economically. Republicans and others with a vested interest in the financing of massive real estate developments (commercial and residential) like to pretend that there are literally zero properties for sale and that the only solution is a mad building spree on every square inch of land in the entire state - especially lands with some environmental significance. As with the Democrats, this is a move that panders to a specific voting block and does nothing to address the root cause of high housing costs. First and foremost, there is always housing on the market. There exists NO large city with exactly ZERO houses, condos, townhomes, or multiplexes on the market. Secondly, ignoring environmental and zoning regulations is a short-sighted move with long-term costs likely to outweigh any short-term economic gains. Examples that come to mind include building developments on floodplains, in regions prone to drought and fire, or entire cities below sea level.
The problem isn't that there aren't enough homes on the market, nor is the problem that the real value of homes is out of reach of the average Californian. The problem in California real estate is speculation and house flipping. The problem in California real estate is that cash buyers with no intention of living in the homes they purchase are taking homes from families, doing a nominal amount of superficial work on the home, and then putting the homes back on the market at super-inflated prices. The market should be able to correct for this, right? Prices are too high, a surplus exists, so that should drive prices down. The reason that the market is failing to stop this sort of behavior is that there is a critical mass of flippers that are doing this; they're over-paying for properties and then over-pricing them when they put them back on the market. In essence, flippers have created a sort of monopolistic hive of assholes that, while not necessarily colluding together, are still fucking everything up for the rest of us.
I'll give my own anecdotal experience as an example. I spent nearly two years looking for a home for my family. It was incredible to watch the market heat up, with prices rising literally by the week, far outpacing our own income growth - because who the fuck has an income that grows with each passing day? I would lose every bid that I made, sometimes by bidders that would come in at over $100k over asking. It was insane. But the most unbelievable part came when, one to six months later, I would see the same houses back on the market, freshly painted and with a price tag $50k to $150k over what the home had been bought for only a few months before. In some cases, houses would literally sell for twice the price they had gone for less than six months before.
The reason I had so much trouble buying a house wasn't that inventories were low, in fact, as I've already said, there are always homes for sale. Nor was the reason that I don't make enough money. Our household income is far above average, even in California. I have few expenses and a healthy amount of savings. I could easily afford a home that was reasonably priced. The reason I had so much trouble buying a house was that flippers, with tons of cash, would swoop in and pick up properties, give them a paint job and a granite countertop, and then dump them back on the market at an astronomical price that I couldn't afford... but that another cash buyer would gladly pay to repeat the flipping process again on the same property. The home buying process is set up to favor people with cash, people that will over-pay, and people that are well connected in the industry - in other words, the market is set up to reward speculation and disadvantage real home buyers.
At one point, I was talking to a real estate agent at a house showing and I started to complain to him about cash buyers scooping up reasonably priced homes and flipping them for insane prices. His advice to me was something along the lines of "you can be angry at the market and never get a home, or you can go with the market and make some good money by buying and selling properties". He was completely missing the point. I'm not a house flipper. I didn't want to flip a fucking house. I wanted a place to live in, where my kids could run around in the yard and develop fond memories of their childhood. I wanted a home, not an investment. But in this country, in this state, in this market, it seems that everyone has been hard-wired to look for a get-rich-quick scheme. Everyone is hustling to cash in, and those that are cashing in are ruining it for the rest of us by exploiting weaknesses in the bidding process and driving up prices.
In our current system, we have a perverted dichotomy of both unrestricted capitalism and heavy-handed, ineffective government intervention which ends up simply institutionalizing poverty and not addressing the root causes of the problem. Liberals want to shove all the poor people into projects while conservatives want to milk every last penny from this state's natural bounty and fuck the consequences. Meanwhile, economists are sitting back, twiddling their thumbs, assuring everyone that the market will find an equilibrium, ignoring the human factor that's running the train straight off a cliff.
If we want to fix the cost of housing in California, or anywhere else, then we need to end the practice of house flipping. Homes should be bought by families that intend to live in them, not by assholes that are only looking to turn a profit.
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Friday, January 26, 2018
Reviews
I'm not a best-selling author, but I do have consistent sales across a variety of genres. But even though a growing number of people have paid money to get their hands on my books, I find that drumming up reviews is like pulling teeth. So when I do get a review, I'm super excited. I love getting feedback from readers. Getting a review on Amazon or Goodreads makes it feel less like I'm tossing my books out into the void and more like I'm making some sort of meaningful contribution to the zeitgeist.
Anyway, there's my Friday rant.
And again, I love reviews. I want them. Please write them. Just don't be an idiot about it.
So just to recap: Reviews are awesome. Please review my books. Be brutally honest. I can take it.
That said, would it kill people to sprinkle their reviews with a dash of intelligence? It's grating to get a review along the lines of...
"This book was great, but it's part of a series and I hate series book. One star."
"Super engaging and fun to read, but I hate science-fiction. One star."
"I laughed, I cried, I shit my pants. But I don't like words with vowels in them. One star."Why do people write reviews like this? Granted, only two of these examples are based on actual reviews, but the point's the same. People that knock a product because they didn't like some innate aspect of that product (such as its genre or number of pages) should have their reviewing rights revoked. How the fuck can you like something and then give it a shitty rating because of something that is a feature and not a bug?
Anyway, there's my Friday rant.
And again, I love reviews. I want them. Please write them. Just don't be an idiot about it.
Monday, November 20, 2017
The Truth About Toys
As a parent with two small children, on the eve of the rampantly commercialized consumer frenzy that will be the Holiday Season of 2017, I feel the uncontrollable urge to voice an opinion that I think most parents of small children are too afraid to say out loud (for fear of being labeled as “bad parents” by a society obsessed with the accumulation of things, I suppose) and to bring to light a serious cultural problem that I think needs to be urgently addressed. These two issues are one in the same and they have to do specifically and generally with toys. Here is the truth about toys: children don’t need them and parents hate them.
Sure, children want the toys that are advertised to them; they can’t help but want them. Children are brainwashed into wanting toys by highly skilled advertisers who use every trick in the book to manipulate children’s defenseless little brains into needing whatever toy is being sold. But as any parent will tell you, the novelty of a new toy doesn’t last long, and once that novelty has worn off, the child promptly forgets about the toy. Inevitably, the toy ends up at the bottom of a box, under the couch, or shoved in the back of a closet, and, before long, the toy is forgotten completely. In the end, the few minutes that the child played with the toy hardly justifies the price of that toy - a price that few toy buyers take into consideration.
The most obvious cost of the toy is the sticker price. This is money that comes directly out of the buyer’s pocket. But what about the environmental cost of producing the toy (which is most likely made of some form of plastic)? What about the cost of shipping the toy thousands upon thousands of miles (chances are good that the toy was made in China). Then there’s the cost to the American economy of purchasing a toy made by low wage labor in a developing country; the cost of jobs lost, taxes not paid, wealth being exported from our liberal democracy to an authoritarian communist country. And then, once the toy has been played with and discarded, there is the bonus environmental cost associated with the toy, where it will sit in a landfill taking hundreds and hundreds of years to degrade.
But for some insane reason, despite the fact that children don’t need toys and parents hate them; despite the fact that the toys hurt our economy and our environment; despite the fact that our children all already have more toys than they could ever realistically play with; each and every Christmas, every birthday, and even on minor occasions such as Valentine’s Day, St. Patrick’s Day, and Easter, our children are bombarded with cheap toys and tchotchke, made, for the most part, in China. And all of this toy crazy consumerism is taking place in the face of rising nationalism, isolationism, and populism, all centered around a disdain for foreign-made goods and services. All the cultural and ethical signs say “stop spending your hard earned dollars on cheap plastic toys made in other countries,” but Americans keep spending and spending. Americans can’t stop accumulating massive amounts of shit, they can’t stop filling their lives with meaningless, useless garbage instead of meaningful experiences and achievements.
The quick and easy answer to this problem is to simply stop buying cheap plastic junk made in China and other states with questionable worker conditions. Americans need to stop the insanity of compulsively buying things that we don’t want or need. In the case of toys, everyone involved would be better off simply investing that money into a college savings plan, government bonds, the stock market, or even just sticking the money into a plain old savings account at the bank. If saving and investing is something that you are allergic to, then spend your money on either American made goods or on products manufactured in other first world countries. The higher cost of these goods will necessarily constrain the number of things purchased, and nudge you, the consumer, to be more considerate of the things they do decide to purchase.
I can already hear all the parents out there crying about the inhumanity of depriving their precious children of the joy of brand new, fresh off the boat toys from abroad. “My child needs toys!” or “Toys are imperative for healthy development!” Give me a fucking break. Children are incredibly intelligent, creative, and eager to express themselves - and they can do all of this WITHOUT TOYS. Give your kid a box and some markers. Give them some blankets. Give them paper and glue. Give them something that will prompt them to exercise their imaginations. Allow them to be children. Encourage them to make believe and create. Get off your phone for two seconds and actually interact with them.
The truth about toys is that they are draining the wealth from our country, funding the rise of authoritarianism abroad, impoverishing blue-collar American workers, playing to the most absurd and selfish whims of children, and providing literally nothing of value in our society. The truth about toys is that it’s easier to spend money on shit to distract your kids with than it is to give them your full attention. The truth about toys is that they are made by adults, bought by adults, and then quickly discarded by children. The truth about toys is that nobody needs them.
This holiday season, when you’re deciding which battery operated, wifi-enabled, pediatrician approved plastic piece of shit to buy for the children in your life, consider this: Every toy you buy, every dollar you send to China in exchange for a useless piece of plastic, is putting a bullet in a Chinese gun. In the future, when the Chinese start using those bullets, who do you think they’ll be aimed at?
It’s one of the shitty ironies of life that children grow up to fight and die in the wars that their parents created. When you’re buying toys for your kids this season, trading American wealth for Chinese-made instant gratification, keep in mind the fact that you’re destabilizing your own country and empowering a ruthless authoritarian dictatorship that despises American exceptionalism and will eat your children alive in order to sustain itself.
This holiday season, don’t give in. Don’t buy a bunch of cheap plastic shit made in China. Save your money. Invest your money. Buy products that were made in America. Or best of all, spend some quality time with your kids.
Sure, children want the toys that are advertised to them; they can’t help but want them. Children are brainwashed into wanting toys by highly skilled advertisers who use every trick in the book to manipulate children’s defenseless little brains into needing whatever toy is being sold. But as any parent will tell you, the novelty of a new toy doesn’t last long, and once that novelty has worn off, the child promptly forgets about the toy. Inevitably, the toy ends up at the bottom of a box, under the couch, or shoved in the back of a closet, and, before long, the toy is forgotten completely. In the end, the few minutes that the child played with the toy hardly justifies the price of that toy - a price that few toy buyers take into consideration.
The most obvious cost of the toy is the sticker price. This is money that comes directly out of the buyer’s pocket. But what about the environmental cost of producing the toy (which is most likely made of some form of plastic)? What about the cost of shipping the toy thousands upon thousands of miles (chances are good that the toy was made in China). Then there’s the cost to the American economy of purchasing a toy made by low wage labor in a developing country; the cost of jobs lost, taxes not paid, wealth being exported from our liberal democracy to an authoritarian communist country. And then, once the toy has been played with and discarded, there is the bonus environmental cost associated with the toy, where it will sit in a landfill taking hundreds and hundreds of years to degrade.
But for some insane reason, despite the fact that children don’t need toys and parents hate them; despite the fact that the toys hurt our economy and our environment; despite the fact that our children all already have more toys than they could ever realistically play with; each and every Christmas, every birthday, and even on minor occasions such as Valentine’s Day, St. Patrick’s Day, and Easter, our children are bombarded with cheap toys and tchotchke, made, for the most part, in China. And all of this toy crazy consumerism is taking place in the face of rising nationalism, isolationism, and populism, all centered around a disdain for foreign-made goods and services. All the cultural and ethical signs say “stop spending your hard earned dollars on cheap plastic toys made in other countries,” but Americans keep spending and spending. Americans can’t stop accumulating massive amounts of shit, they can’t stop filling their lives with meaningless, useless garbage instead of meaningful experiences and achievements.
The quick and easy answer to this problem is to simply stop buying cheap plastic junk made in China and other states with questionable worker conditions. Americans need to stop the insanity of compulsively buying things that we don’t want or need. In the case of toys, everyone involved would be better off simply investing that money into a college savings plan, government bonds, the stock market, or even just sticking the money into a plain old savings account at the bank. If saving and investing is something that you are allergic to, then spend your money on either American made goods or on products manufactured in other first world countries. The higher cost of these goods will necessarily constrain the number of things purchased, and nudge you, the consumer, to be more considerate of the things they do decide to purchase.
I can already hear all the parents out there crying about the inhumanity of depriving their precious children of the joy of brand new, fresh off the boat toys from abroad. “My child needs toys!” or “Toys are imperative for healthy development!” Give me a fucking break. Children are incredibly intelligent, creative, and eager to express themselves - and they can do all of this WITHOUT TOYS. Give your kid a box and some markers. Give them some blankets. Give them paper and glue. Give them something that will prompt them to exercise their imaginations. Allow them to be children. Encourage them to make believe and create. Get off your phone for two seconds and actually interact with them.
The truth about toys is that they are draining the wealth from our country, funding the rise of authoritarianism abroad, impoverishing blue-collar American workers, playing to the most absurd and selfish whims of children, and providing literally nothing of value in our society. The truth about toys is that it’s easier to spend money on shit to distract your kids with than it is to give them your full attention. The truth about toys is that they are made by adults, bought by adults, and then quickly discarded by children. The truth about toys is that nobody needs them.
This holiday season, when you’re deciding which battery operated, wifi-enabled, pediatrician approved plastic piece of shit to buy for the children in your life, consider this: Every toy you buy, every dollar you send to China in exchange for a useless piece of plastic, is putting a bullet in a Chinese gun. In the future, when the Chinese start using those bullets, who do you think they’ll be aimed at?
It’s one of the shitty ironies of life that children grow up to fight and die in the wars that their parents created. When you’re buying toys for your kids this season, trading American wealth for Chinese-made instant gratification, keep in mind the fact that you’re destabilizing your own country and empowering a ruthless authoritarian dictatorship that despises American exceptionalism and will eat your children alive in order to sustain itself.
This holiday season, don’t give in. Don’t buy a bunch of cheap plastic shit made in China. Save your money. Invest your money. Buy products that were made in America. Or best of all, spend some quality time with your kids.
Thursday, November 16, 2017
Empress Theresa
I just watched this interesting video on the book Empress Theresa by Norman Boutin. I skimmed a bit of the book, and honestly it's pretty terrible, BUT I applaud Boutin for both hacking the internet and getting a bunch of people to read/review his book and also for sticking to his guns and being completely uncompromising.
I'd written a post a few months ago about being an uncompromising, singularly focused, solitary writer. tl;dr just write your book, proof it, and get it published. Stop pussyfooting around with honing your art or whatever. Granted, Boutin apparently spent upwards of four decades putting this book together, so he took his sweet time; but in the end, he published something and didn't bother perverting his writing the the ideas and judgments of other people.
What you write should be your own. Don't apologize. Don't capitulate. Stick to your fucking guns and shamelessly defend your work to the bitter end. But FYI your writing is probably really terrible and you'll die in obscurity.
I'd written a post a few months ago about being an uncompromising, singularly focused, solitary writer. tl;dr just write your book, proof it, and get it published. Stop pussyfooting around with honing your art or whatever. Granted, Boutin apparently spent upwards of four decades putting this book together, so he took his sweet time; but in the end, he published something and didn't bother perverting his writing the the ideas and judgments of other people.
What you write should be your own. Don't apologize. Don't capitulate. Stick to your fucking guns and shamelessly defend your work to the bitter end. But FYI your writing is probably really terrible and you'll die in obscurity.
Saturday, September 16, 2017
The Solitary Writer
Recently, I came across this quote from Judy Reeves' book Writing Alone, Writing Together:
When I first started writing full time, I had this idea in my head that there would be some sort of writing community that I would want to get involved in. I looked around online, subscribed to various subreddits, went to a couple meetings for local writing groups, and made a real effort to interact with other writers that I felt were on par with me in terms of notoriety and skill. I don't really know what I was looking to get out of all these social interactions. Maybe I was just curious to see how other "real" writers did it. Maybe this was my half-ass attempt at marketing. But whatever the case, it very quickly became painfully clear that other writers are annoying as shit and I couldn't stand them.
What I found when I probed various writing groups is that the people in these groups are, for the most part, not there to be productive writers. The people in these groups were there to complain, to whine, to get attention, sometimes to troll. I think I expected to find a group of writers that wrote prolifically and published often who would egg each other on and post maybe infrequent updates about their work but mostly keep focused on completing their next project.
Maybe this speaks more to my own personality more than any short comings in other people. I'm a person that is very results oriented. When I would read post after post of writers who had spent multiple years working and reworking a 60k work manuscript, I just wanted to scream PUBLISH THE FUCKING BOOK. When I would read guys bragging about their 400k+ word fan-fiction that was only just getting started I could only shake my head. PUBLISH THE FUCKING BOOK. Ugh, and then there are the writers obsessed with "honing their craft" who seem to get off on the anxiety and self-flagellation of submitting work to be "critiqued" by anonymous people on the internet. JUST PUBLISH THE FUCKING BOOK.
Writing is NOT a communal effort. Writing is art created by one person (or maybe more if that's the sort of thing you're writing). What you write is your own vision. Having someone else critique or mold that vision so that it fits their own vision is stupid. It seems to me that writing is the only art form where the artist willingly submits their work to be changed by someone else. I don't get it. Obviously, you should have your writing proofed for spelling and grammar mistakes. But in my opinion, that's as far as it should go. Write your work, have it proofed, get it published. Don't let someone else piss in your soup.
Writing is NOT a communal activity. If you're chatting, tweeting, hanging out, whatever, then you aren't writing. To write, you necessarily have to be alone with your own mind. You have to sit in front of your machine and pound out each letter one at a time without the help or input of anyone else. There's only room for two hands on a keyboard. The trope of the solitary writer is a true reflection of the realities of being a productive writer and anyone that has written anything will know that this is true.
Anyway, there's my two cents on the whole writing community thing. I'll admit, I still feel like I should be involved in some way with a community that revolves around writing. I think it would be fun to hang out with other writers and have deep intellectual conversations over whatever we're writing. But then I think about the mountain of writing work I have in front of me and realize that I'd rather spend my time being a productive writer than chit chatting with other people that are not.
“For all the ideas of writer as solitary, tortured soul alone in her cramped garret or shambled studio working into the night, in reality writers, like the rest of humanity, are basically communal creatures. We search out our own kind and build community as naturally as we breathe. It is within community we connect with others and, through our connecting, find home.”
When I first started writing full time, I had this idea in my head that there would be some sort of writing community that I would want to get involved in. I looked around online, subscribed to various subreddits, went to a couple meetings for local writing groups, and made a real effort to interact with other writers that I felt were on par with me in terms of notoriety and skill. I don't really know what I was looking to get out of all these social interactions. Maybe I was just curious to see how other "real" writers did it. Maybe this was my half-ass attempt at marketing. But whatever the case, it very quickly became painfully clear that other writers are annoying as shit and I couldn't stand them.
What I found when I probed various writing groups is that the people in these groups are, for the most part, not there to be productive writers. The people in these groups were there to complain, to whine, to get attention, sometimes to troll. I think I expected to find a group of writers that wrote prolifically and published often who would egg each other on and post maybe infrequent updates about their work but mostly keep focused on completing their next project.
Maybe this speaks more to my own personality more than any short comings in other people. I'm a person that is very results oriented. When I would read post after post of writers who had spent multiple years working and reworking a 60k work manuscript, I just wanted to scream PUBLISH THE FUCKING BOOK. When I would read guys bragging about their 400k+ word fan-fiction that was only just getting started I could only shake my head. PUBLISH THE FUCKING BOOK. Ugh, and then there are the writers obsessed with "honing their craft" who seem to get off on the anxiety and self-flagellation of submitting work to be "critiqued" by anonymous people on the internet. JUST PUBLISH THE FUCKING BOOK.
Writing is NOT a communal effort. Writing is art created by one person (or maybe more if that's the sort of thing you're writing). What you write is your own vision. Having someone else critique or mold that vision so that it fits their own vision is stupid. It seems to me that writing is the only art form where the artist willingly submits their work to be changed by someone else. I don't get it. Obviously, you should have your writing proofed for spelling and grammar mistakes. But in my opinion, that's as far as it should go. Write your work, have it proofed, get it published. Don't let someone else piss in your soup.
Writing is NOT a communal activity. If you're chatting, tweeting, hanging out, whatever, then you aren't writing. To write, you necessarily have to be alone with your own mind. You have to sit in front of your machine and pound out each letter one at a time without the help or input of anyone else. There's only room for two hands on a keyboard. The trope of the solitary writer is a true reflection of the realities of being a productive writer and anyone that has written anything will know that this is true.
Anyway, there's my two cents on the whole writing community thing. I'll admit, I still feel like I should be involved in some way with a community that revolves around writing. I think it would be fun to hang out with other writers and have deep intellectual conversations over whatever we're writing. But then I think about the mountain of writing work I have in front of me and realize that I'd rather spend my time being a productive writer than chit chatting with other people that are not.
Wednesday, July 12, 2017
What to Read
As a relatively unknown and unread author, the plight of the emerging writer is one that I can relate to quite well. Because of this, I made the decision back in May to start focusing my scarce reading time on the work of independent, new, and relatively unknown writers. I'll be honest, much of the stereotypes about independently published authors is firmly based in reality, but I've also found some real hidden gems.
That said, my goal isn't really to find authors that I enjoy reading. What I'm aiming to do here is to read and then honestly rate books so that they can be represented on Amazon in a way that provides other readers with meaningful feedback on the book and the author with the chance to get an idea of what people really think about their work. I think that this is the sort of thing that all small time authors should be doing. Not only does it help our own writing, but it also helps out fellow authors. It is frustrating as fuck to have books out there that get consistent (albeit low) sales, but garner zero reviews. Reviews help drive sales and, perhaps more importantly, reviews help keep writers motivated to keep writing.
So, I'm issuing a call to action to all independent, aspiring, emerging, fledgling, amateur, semi-pro, self-published, unknown writers out there: go and read a book by another author that's in your same situation. Once you've read it, leave an honest review. If we all did this, we would all have a handful of reviews (or at least starred ratings), and I feel that the writing world would genuinely be a better place :D
That said, my goal isn't really to find authors that I enjoy reading. What I'm aiming to do here is to read and then honestly rate books so that they can be represented on Amazon in a way that provides other readers with meaningful feedback on the book and the author with the chance to get an idea of what people really think about their work. I think that this is the sort of thing that all small time authors should be doing. Not only does it help our own writing, but it also helps out fellow authors. It is frustrating as fuck to have books out there that get consistent (albeit low) sales, but garner zero reviews. Reviews help drive sales and, perhaps more importantly, reviews help keep writers motivated to keep writing.
So, I'm issuing a call to action to all independent, aspiring, emerging, fledgling, amateur, semi-pro, self-published, unknown writers out there: go and read a book by another author that's in your same situation. Once you've read it, leave an honest review. If we all did this, we would all have a handful of reviews (or at least starred ratings), and I feel that the writing world would genuinely be a better place :D
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