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Topic: My trip to Starbucks (34 msgs / 963 lines)
1) From: akkmom
First, a disclaimer.  I hate *$ - I think the coffee served there is terrible - oily and burnt.  The smell wafting from the average *$ is bad - the opposite of appetizing.  But I've spent the better part of two days at the Hilton Hotel in Harrisburg, PA attending a criminal law continuing education symposium so I can continue in the practice of law for another year.  
The first thing I note, not for the first time, and with all due respect to any lawyers lurking on the list, is that lawyers as a general rule are a weird looking group.  Put 500 or so of them in a confined space and watch out...  
You have the young tarty ones who went to law school during the run of Ally McBeal and wear skirts that would make Daisy Duke blush.  You have the boomers with the bad combovers who, due to lack of charisma, have to hire actors to portray them in the local cable ad promising to help anyone who's taken fen-phen/vioxx/crestor/aleve (just a matter of time), had a dalkon shield, or slipped in thawed frozen blueberries at the piggly-wiggly.  You have the very senior gentlemen (and they are all gentlemen) who are "of counsel" - whatever that means - at some big firm who are sweet but condescending because they still can't quite grasp the fact that women can be lawyers too.  You have the young men who think they are quite studly (and by comparison to the rest of the lot, they probably are), but are in denial about the fact that, just by virtue of being an attorney, that are more than a little dorky.  
But on to the coffee part of things.  Attached to the Hilton is a shopping center of sorts called Strawberry Square (for reasons unknown to me, Harrisburg has adopted a strawberry as it's official fruit - they drop a giant one on New Years Eve, which seems weird until you learn that Falmouth, PA drops a goat - maybe it's a Pennsylvania thing).  In this center is a shoe shine place, a B Dalton bookseller, a GNC, a Smith Barney investment firm, and a food court.  A few other stores, but I'm never been to them, so I couldn't tell you what they are. There used to be a coffee shop that made passable brewed coffee - not the best but definitely drinkable.  
So between getting myself out of bed (forgot to set the alarm clock - I have a toddler and an infant, what need do I have on an alarm clock?), getting dressed, getting the two kids dressed and out the door with my husband, and driving across the river to Harrisburg, I haven't had any time to make coffee at home.  But that's okay, because there's passable brewed coffee waiting for me in Strawberry Square, right?
The first thing I notice when I get off the elevator is that directly in front of me is a *$.  Wasn't there a year ago, so this is a recent development.  And sure enough, the Deli Bean or Coffee Bean or whatever it was that sold passable coffee, is empty.  Just a sign in the windows thanking customers for their loyalty and support.  Sad.  That's okay - I can survive until lunch without coffee, right?
First three hours (that's right, three, with one 20 minute break) are updates on changes to criminal case law and statutes.  Not the most fascinating subjects, but at least the speakers are decent and know their stuff.  I'm so tired when it ends, I just go to my car in the parking deck and take a nap - a nap and no coffee because the smell from the *$ is awful.  But I get a nap, so that should keep me until the afternoon, right.  I'm not that much of an addict, am I?
Back from lunch.  I walk into what I think is a lecture on "Zen and the art of Criminal Defense" - maybe they'll throw some motorcycle maintenance into the mix, who knows.  But wait - this is the wrong room - they've already started and there are only 10 people in the room (which should have tipped me off, but I'm not the most observant of people as evidenced by my walking into the wrong lecture and not realizing it for 5 minutes).  The subject is "the electronic courtroom," which turns out to be an even less interesting subject than the title would indicate.  Worse yet, the speaker is a judge, so I can't just tune him out in case I have to argue in front of him some day.  Wow - did you know that if you use a projector and show the jury pretty pictures and bulleted sentences of three words, you can trick them into thinking your client is innocent?  Bet you didn't.  
My head starts to ache from the lack of caffeine.  I'm drifting off.  Wait - everyone is clapping.  Does that mean I can leave?  The next hour is on auto stops - what's new in 2005?  I don't know and I don't really care - bottom line, if the police ask to search your car, say no.  Especially if you're carrying two pounds of heroin in the trunk...
Last lecture - the dreaded ethics hour.  Not dreaded because I have none, but because I follow the tried and true philosophy of "if you have to ask whether you can do something you probably can't."  The title "Crossing the line: the ethics of zealous representation" or "how to avoid becoming as reprehensible as your cleint." - the subtitle is my own.
Okay - so I go to *$.  I can't stop myself.  It smells terrible, but it should keep me awake - at least by its sheer awfulness.  I get some Ethiopian coffee that is described as "lemony."  Okay, I like lemon, but not in my coffee.  First sip is so hot, I can't really taste anything.  Which is good, because the point is to get my fix of caffeine, not to actually taste anything.  As it cools, I detect a sourness - maybe that's the lemon? - and try not to make faces as I consume it.  While lawyers are a strange bunch, most of them would notice my mouth contorting as I drink something from a paper cup.  It's terrible coffee, but the headache is receding, and my day is finally over, so I can now go home and drink some home roast.
The lessons to be learned?  1) Never take Sweet Marias for granted, and be grateful for the supply of great beans I can roast to support my habit; 2) remember to set the alarm so I have time to make my own coffee in the morning; and 3) never let the police search your car if you have drugs anywhere inside (I can't stress this last one enough).
Tara - back in the office and enjoying a press pot of Kona freshly ground on my Zass...
First, a disclaimer.  I hate *$ - I think the coffee served there is terrible - oily and burnt.  The smell wafting from the average *$ is bad - the opposite of appetizing.  But I've spent the better part of two days at the Hilton Hotel in Harrisburg, PA attending a criminal law continuing education symposium so I can continue in the practice of law for another year.  
 
The first thing I note, not for the first time, and with all due respect to any lawyers lurking on the list, is that lawyers as a general rule are a weird looking group.  Put 500 or so of them in a confined space and watch out...  
 
You have the young tarty ones who went to law school during the run of Ally McBeal and wear skirts that would make Daisy Duke blush.  You have the boomers with the bad combovers who, due to lack of charisma, have to hire actors to portray them in the local cable ad promising to help anyone who's taken fen-phen/vioxx/crestor/aleve (just a matter of time), had a dalkon shield, or slipped in thawed frozen blueberries at the piggly-wiggly.  You have the very senior gentlemen (and they are all gentlemen) who are "of counsel" - whatever that means - at some big firm who are sweet but condescending because they still can't quite grasp the fact that women can be lawyers too.  You have the young men who think they are quite studly (and by comparison to the rest of the lot, they probably are), but are in denial about the fact that, just by virtue of being an attorney, that are more than a little dorky.  
 
But on to the coffee part of things.  Attached to the Hilton is a shopping center of sorts called Strawberry Square (for reasons unknown to me, Harrisburg has adopted a strawberry as it's official fruit - they drop a giant one on New Years Eve, which seems weird until you learn that Falmouth, PA drops a goat - maybe it's a Pennsylvania thing).  In this center is a shoe shine place, a B Dalton bookseller, a GNC, a Smith Barney investment firm, and a food court.  A few other stores, but I'm never been to them, so I couldn't tell you what they are. There used to be a coffee shop that made passable brewed coffee - not the best but definitely drinkable.  
 
So between getting myself out of bed (forgot to set the alarm clock - I have a toddler and an infant, what need do I have on an alarm clock?), getting dressed, getting the two kids dressed and out the door with my husband, and driving across the river to Harrisburg, I haven't had any time to make coffee at home.  But that's okay, because there's passable brewed coffee waiting for me in Strawberry Square, right?
 
The first thing I notice when I get off the elevator is that directly in front of me is a *$.  Wasn't there a year ago, so this is a recent development.  And sure enough, the Deli Bean or Coffee Bean or whatever it was that sold passable coffee, is empty.  Just a sign in the windows thanking customers for their loyalty and support.  Sad.  That's okay - I can survive until lunch without coffee, right?
 
First three hours (that's right, three, with one 20 minute break) are updates on changes to criminal case law and statutes.  Not the most fascinating subjects, but at least the speakers are decent and know their stuff.  I'm so tired when it ends, I just go to my car in the parking deck and take a nap - a nap and no coffee because the smell from the *$ is awful.  But I get a nap, so that should keep me until the afternoon, right.  I'm not that much of an addict, am I?
 
Back from lunch.  I walk into what I think is a lecture on "Zen and the art of Criminal Defense" - maybe they'll throw some motorcycle maintenance into the mix, who knows.  But wait - this is the wrong room - they've already started and there are only 10 people in the room (which should have tipped me off, but I'm not the most observant of people as evidenced by my walking into the wrong lecture and not realizing it for 5 minutes).  The subject is "the electronic courtroom," which turns out to be an even less interesting subject than the title would indicate.  Worse yet, the speaker is a judge, so I can't just tune him out in case I have to argue in front of him some day.  Wow - did you know that if you use a projector and show the jury pretty pictures and bulleted sentences of three words, you can trick them into thinking your client is innocent?  Bet you didn't.  
 
My head starts to ache from the lack of caffeine.  I'm drifting off.  Wait - everyone is clapping.  Does that mean I can leave?  The next hour is on auto stops - what's new in 2005?  I don't know and I don't really care - bottom line, if the police ask to search your car, say no.  Especially if you're carrying two pounds of heroin in the trunk...
 
Last lecture - the dreaded ethics hour.  Not dreaded because I have none, but because I follow the tried and true philosophy of "if you have to ask whether you can do something you probably can't."  The title "Crossing the line: the ethics of zealous representation" or "how to avoid becoming as reprehensible as your cleint." - the subtitle is my own.
 
Okay - so I go to *$.  I can't stop myself.  It smells terrible, but it should keep me awake - at least by its sheer awfulness.  I get some Ethiopian coffee that is described as "lemony."  Okay, I like lemon, but not in my coffee.  First sip is so hot, I can't really taste anything.  Which is good, because the point is to get my fix of caffeine, not to actually taste anything.  As it cools, I detect a sourness - maybe that's the lemon? - and try not to make faces as I consume it.  While lawyers are a strange bunch, most of them would notice my mouth contorting as I drink something from a paper cup.  It's terrible coffee, but the headache is receding, and my day is finally over, so I can now go home and drink some home roast.
 
The lessons to be learned?  1) Never take Sweet Marias for granted, and be grateful for the supply of great beans I can roast to support my habit; 2) remember to set the alarm so I have time to make my own coffee in the morning; and 3) never let the police search your car if you have drugs anywhere inside (I can't stress this last one enough).
 
Tara - back in the office and enjoying a press pot of Kona freshly ground on my Zass...

2) From: Justin Marquez
On 6/6/05, akkmom  wrote:
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Tara - I really enjoyed your post.  If you ever decide to quit
lawyering, maybe you should consider writing.
Safe Journeys and Sweet Music
Justin Marquez (Snyder, TX)http://www.justinandlinda.com

3) From: Les
There was a *$$ at the hotel I stayed at in Denver. One evening I noticed=
 
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Alas, I didn't want to waste good homeroast.
 Les
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4) From: Bob
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Les,
Ya know .... I think I may have some of Tom's Vietnam ugh laying around =
.. could be done
Bob ~ Parker
[RIP Mrs Robinson]

5) From: Mark Tosiello
Tara,
I'm impressed with your writing style.  I love your sense of humor!  In 
Cardiothoracic Surgery, we have similar types.....but they all think 
they are quite studly (or the female equivalent) EXCEPT ME, and some of 
us PRESCRIBE fen-phen(helps get valve replacement cases)/vioxx(no good 
for heart stuff tho)/aleve(c'mon, it's JUST IBUPROFEN, that can't hurt 
you can it?)
Anyway, the point is that we have guys/girls of a similar nature in my 
profession (although we call the "of counsel" people "Surgeon Emeritus" 
(translation: walks in, scrubs, touches patient's chest, says "Hey, 
you're usin' a 7-O Prolene on THAT anastamosis?", breaks scrub, writes 
up big bill.....).
Keep up the posts!
Mark (Yes, I WAS using 7-O Prolene....wanna' make somthin' of it?)
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6) From: bob
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btw, 
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Coffee, their new cup sleeve says "Buy Colorado, it really ticks off =
Seattle"
bob

7) From: akkmom
Anybody heard the Lewis Black routine about *$?  "And across from the *$... was a *$."  Hilarious, if profane... He's not for the faint of heart.
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8) From: Gene Smith
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where he was playing a local comedy club.
Gene Smith
riding the wild learning curve, in Houston

9) From: miKe mcKoffee
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Ain't it the truth! The Safeway grocery store a few blocks away has a *$ 
inside. Maybe a hundred feet away in the same strip mall is another *$... 
Not far from there is our closest Fred Meyer grocery store that used to have 
an almost decent independant espresso stand inside, sadly it too is now a 
*$.
Kona Kurmudgeon miKe mcKoffee
3rd Annual Pacific Northwest Sweet Maria's Home Roasters Gathering infohttp://mdmint.home.comcast.net/pnwgIII.htmURL to Rosto mods, FrankenFormer, some recipes etc:http://mdmint.home.comcast.net/coffee/Rosto_mod.htm

10) From: John Blumel
On Jun 9, 2005, at 3:39 pm, miKe mcKoffee wrote:
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If only there were Ben & Jerry's across from the Ben & Jerry's.
John Blumel

11) From: HeatGunRoast heatgunroast
Tara,
Glad you went to one session where you heard some decent speakers who
were informative (though boring and tiring)  because it sounds like
otherwise you had a totally miserable time.
The problem that I have with your remarks is that I resemble
them-----if not in my own mind, of course, at least to some of my
professional colleagues, my children, and even to a few to whom I've
served coffee they've found undrinkable.  Even that line about a
less-than-helpful husband cut awfully close to home..  And I've
probably uttered an unethical (or at least, shallow and trivial)
lecture or two. How about you?
Not that I'm alone in this regard.  I've seen some posted photos of
list members and read quite a lot of what's been written here.  How
might this forum hold up to your standards?  Or would you find us also
to be tarty, dorky, combed-over, boomers and studly wannabes--not to
mention tiresome and boring?  (Oh, I know, there's always the delete
button).
Personally, I'm often glad to see a Starbucks in very much the same
way that I'm relieved to find an Exxon station when I'm getting low on
fuel, thankful that some pharmaceutical manufactures Zocor, and
pleased enough to find a lawyer when (OK, I'll omit the details).  In
all three cases I hate those aspects of the political economy that
require us to patronize these institutions, but their sins are not
that they comb their hair like dorks or dress like sluts, and I
wouldn't insult them as a group because they might be us.
Martin
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Marble Falls, TX

15) From: MMore
Tara ~
Bravo on your Starbucks/Lawyer diatribe.  Both represent necessary (at 
times...unfortunately) evils.
Long live Sweet Marie's, the homeroast community and wonderfully expressive 
and passionate writers like yourself.
Michael A. Roaster of Vienna, Va.

16) From: John Blumel
On Jun 10, 2005, at 12:41 pm, MMore wrote:
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17) From: akkmom
Oh, John, you're just not reading closely enough...
Some lawyers are unquestionably unethical, but rarely have I met one who was evil simply by virtue of being an attorney - I imagine he/she would be evil regardless of profession.  I work for the state of Pennsylvania, so I'm not sure where I fall in the grand scheme of things!
Tara - who wonders who came first - the bad lawyer, or the bad client who hired him/her?
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18) From: Justin Marquez
On Starbucks vs "The Little Guy" :http://www.starbockbeer.com/(I doubt that the trial was held on Jun 6 - the bar Wrecks Bell's 
wife was taken suddenly ill a few days ago and died yesterday (Jun 9) 
seehttp://www.galvestontexas.com/oldquarter/ .)
Safe Journeys and Sweet Music
Justin Marquez (Snyder, TX)http://www.justinandlinda.com

19) From: Angelo
Just wondering if we can get Herman Melville's descendents to sue 
Starbucks?? Wouldn't that be a hoot?
Angelo
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20) From: Michael Quinn
If I'm supposed to have sympathy for this guy I don't. Do you really think 
he came up with the name "Starbock Beer" without noticing the "similairity"? 
I think he may have been hoping to get sued just for the publicity, in which 
case it's worked well for him.

21) From: Paul Goelz
At 08:49 PM 6/9/2005, you wrote:
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If Starbucks is that pervasive, it must mean that people are patronizing 
the stores.  And that must mean they are liking what they find there, 
no?  And in my opinion, that at least means that the public "coffee 
consciousness" is being raised at least a little.  And that can't be a bad 
thing?
Although I consider Starbucks coffee to be nearly un-drinkable, I find 
their lattes are not that bad.  At least as prepared by one or two local 
stores.  (And I hasten to add that there are also stores that cannot do a 
decent latte).  I much prefer my own espresso these days (I'm making it 
with full city roasted central Americans), but when I am out and about I am 
quite happy with the steamed milk drinks I get at some Starbucks (but not 
all).
In closing, during a coffee tasting that the local Starbucks hosted a while 
back, I also found a couple of their coffees (prepared in presspots) to be 
rather good.  Surprised the heck outa me!  I forget which ones they 
were...... their taste seemed to go well with the dark Starbucks roast level.
Paul
Roasting since 1995
Paul Goelz
Rochester Hills, MI
paul at pgoelz dot comhttp://www.pgoelz.com

22) From: Tom Ulmer
I do sympathize with the poor fellow and his grief. However' it is plain to
see that you are just plain unknowledgeable or ignorant if you like... Bock
is a popular type of beer. Not a very big stretch to Star Bock Beer.

23) From: Michael Quinn
Um, I'm not ignorant, I know bock is a popular type of  beer and the name 
makes some sense  but I still think he should have realized the name would 
cause a problem (assuming it was an accident which I still really don't 
believe).

24) From: Tom Ulmer
SO the reasoning there is that it's ok to live your life under the
presumption that some mega corporation should control absolutely everything?
He has the biggest legal budget controls all? I can certainly understand a
blatant copyright infringement or the work involved in promoting a product.
Whether or not the name was an accident is moot. The principle is one of
control. Of course that's my take anyway...

25) From: Spencer Thomas
'taint "Starbock", it's "Star Bock".  At least as I read it, "Star" is
the brand and "Bock" is the style.  Much more likely, to my mind, that
he's riffing on "Shiner Bock", a very well-known (in Texas) beer.  I'm
surprised the Lone Star folks didn't go after him for calling it
"Star" and putting just one (lone) star on the label. :-) :-)
I'm sorry, but I think he's in the right.  There  is very little
chance of a consumer confusing beer with coffee.  Trademark law
doesn't give you the exclusive right to a name, but the right to that
name within a certain field of endeavor.  Thus, it's possible to have
"Joe's Plumbing" and "Joe's Bookstore" without the trademarks
conflicting.
Disclaimer: I am not a lawyer, nor do I play on on TV.
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26) From: Gene Smith
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...And mine.  While it may be obvious that 'bock' is a type of beer, it's 
worth pointing out that there is another local beer with a similar name: 
Shiner Bock.  As for the 'star'...this *is* the Lone Star State, y'all. 
The alternative view is that any product named StarB* is subject to attack 
by Starbucks.
I fully understand the legal necessity to defend one's trademark to keep it 
from slipping into the public domain...but there should to be some sane 
alternative to landing like a ton of bricks on every midget with a 
completely unrelated product that dares to get close to your name.
Gene Smith
who has played guitar with the miscreant-in-question on occasion

27) From: Michael Quinn
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I think if you change that to "Starb*ck*" you're probably right. I really 
doubt they would have taken legal action if he'd called is "Star Beer" or 
something.  I can see both sides here to some extent. I just object to the 
guy expecting people to feel sorry for him. If the suit was causing him 
"extreme hardship" it would have been very easy for him, I would think,  to 
change the name to something else since the article sauys it's just 
something he serves at his bar and not a mass-produced product. My suspicion 
is all the free national publicity he's getting out of this more than 
offsets his legal fees and that's a big part of the reason why he is 
fighting it so hard.
The other issue is that Starbucks has clearly indicated that they are 
planning to expand into some kind of alcoholic beverage production. In which 
case if this guy ever did mass produce his beer there would be brand 
confusion with the two products potentially in the same stores.
I don't know enough about copyright law to know who is right here but I just 
see this guy as more of a clever marketer who sees a chance for a lot of 
free publicity than a "victim of corporate greed" or whatever.
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28) From: Brent - SC/TO Roasting
Tere are already billboard ads for *$s alcohol in San Francisco.  I've seen
them on ad kiosks downtown.  A friend who tried it said it was along the
same lines as kahlua.
On a coffee-related note (and undoubtedly miKe mcKoffee inspired), I made a
pot roast yesterday in the slow cooker.  Threw in a shot of moka pot brew
(50% Harrar Horse; 50% COE 15 de Septiembre).  Gave the gravy a really nice
flavor.  Not a coffee flavor, just fuller, richer flavor.  It didn't flavor
the meat, as far as I could tell.  Everyone loved the gravy.
Brent
Roasting in an SC/TO
For drip/moka/presspot brew
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29) From: Gene Smith
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If you knew Rex, you would know that "clever marketer" does not belong in 
any sentence with his name attached to it.  He's a gonzo musician (Hemmer 
Ridge Mountain Boys) and music bar owner who's made a career out of just 
gettin' by.  If Success were to descend upon him, it would likely kill him 
outright.
Gene Smith
who used to be a part of that scene, in Houston

30) From: akkmom
My memory of trademark law is somewhat hazy, but I believe you have to vigorously defend any potential infringement on a trademark - otherwise you get trademark dilution, which results in the loss of your trademark.  A good example of trademark dilution is Kleenex - how many people ask for facial tissue instead of Kleenex?  I know that in the past Toys R Us has sewed anyone who used R Us in the name - I don't think there was really a risk of confusion with the products, but the concern was with trademark dilution.  Likely the reason McDonald's sued some poor Scottish guy who owned a bar in Scotland and called it MacDonalds.  Don't know how that litigation ended up...
Tara - who's cable modem died and is using a dial up which really stinks...
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31) From: Angelo
At  6/11/2005 04:21 PM, you wrote:
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32) From: David Johnson
I just realized that Toys R Us is sewing people. EVEN if it is just people
named Rus, I am horrified! What does Singer think of this!
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33) From: Brett Mason
Would hurt a bunch! Is there a humane method for sewing people?
Brett
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34) From: Brent - SC/TO Roasting
Knot to buttonhole anyone, but this thread seems off-topic.
A humane way to sew people?  Yes.  But my lips are buttoned.
Brent
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