This week in class we focused a lot on fiction writing, and what makes a good short story. We read another packet of short stories and a couple passages from writers about short stories. So far I really like everything we have read. I particularly liked the Lamont piece that began with Polaroids. The short fiction stories that we read were from around the world, which was really interesting. I really like the concept of looking at story telling in a global way. Every culture has a different view on what makes a good story, yet they all hold the same basic elements. I will talk about my favorite short story, and the Lamont piece today.
My favorite story by far in the second fiction packet was called 'The Falling Girl' by Dino Buzzati. This story is from Italy, and is about a girl named Marta who falls from a large building in the city. In class, we were asked to write about one story from this packet about how character is emphasized or expressed using show, not tell. The details of the story are what develops Marta's character. The author doesn't tell us about her life or why she jumps off the building, it us up to us as readers to infer from little things that the author would like us to know about Marta. There are lots of hints from the author about her wardrobe that suggests she is poor, as well as self conscious about her appearance. She talks about looking at other girls with better dresses and the price of hers being on sale. Her comparison of others really shows this to me. Self consciousness also suggest a history of depression and anxiety. The shivering and heart throbbing that is described also illustrates this. Also the fact that she jumps from a building is a pretty good indication that she suffers from some form of mental illness. Her being so young, but also at the age when you start to gain your own independence could also suggest that she is going through a rough time coming of age, like so many adolescents go through. Maybe I saw this story as an outward display of anxiety and depression because I also suffer from both, and my experiences shine through allowing me to see it in others. Or maybe this is truly what it is about. I like how the story is really up to your own interpretation, because maybe she really isn't falling to her death literally, maybe it's all in her head, as anxiety often is. I looked at this story from both points of view, and it worked either way.
The Lamont piece captured my attention really well. It began with a chapter called Polaroids. I really liked this because it talked about how a final piece of writing does not happen the first time you write something. It develops like a Polaroid. There are things you notice and realize need to be added as you go. I like this way of looking at a piece of writing. I think it really illustrates this point. Practice makes perfect. and adding detail takes practice and careful examination. The section on character was also especially interesting and made a lot of sense to me. It talks about how character development is something you show, not tell to be effective about it. You drop in hints about their life in subtle ways that show specific characteristics that tell more about a person than one detail you could tell. This also gives the reader a little more flexibility to take the story where they want. To me, it allows the reader's own experiences to shape their idea of the character, it humanizes them. This is important if you want to write a good story. You don't want to hear "he was tall, arrogant, and knew how to tie a good knot". These details only give us specific details that we don't need to use our imagination to decide how he is as a person. The author of this passage also talks about how you can use your own experiences and ideas about what you like in a person to develop a character. You can also use yourself and the qualities that you possess. This is really effective because you are using real evidence and the person in the story will really appear real and believable. This passage really gave me some good ideas about how to really effectively create characters for my stories. I am going to start by listing off traits, and then from those traits, showing them without saying them. I think this will really help me come up with some good story ideas.
This week really got me motivated to start writing some short stories. I feel like I have the right tools at my disposal to create something beautiful and full of real life. I want my stories to feel like you just experienced what the character did. I want you to taste the ice cream they just ate, or feel tired from the lack of sleep they experienced. After reading about how to do this effectively, I'm pretty sure something good will come out of it all.
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Blog Post 4: 2/5/15
This week we spent a lot of time talking about Tocqueville and some of our own poetry. So far I have been really enjoying Tocqueville and what it has to offer. It covers a lot of sensitive subjects, which I found a little hard to talk about in discussion. There are also a lot of things that I want to go in depth with and really try and decode some of what the narrator has to say. In class we talked about a few of these things, and in our small groups we talked a lot about many of the reoccurring themes that are present throughout. We also had to write two "imitation" poems from the book. This was one of the hardest to write poems that I have ever experienced in all honesty. It was so hard because I had to try and figure out what the poem meant to me at first, and then write something that portrayed what I read. I am going to discuss Tocqueville, and also the imitation poems that I chose to write.
The largest, most fragmented poem called Tocqueville was the poem that we spent most of our focus on in class this week. This poem is very long and really hard to decode. There are lots of fragments and seemingly many narrators. When we discussed this aspect in class, another student mentioned how the fragments and different narrators may be showing how the media and what you hear on the news about big events is often also a set of fragments. You don't always hear the entire story, and you don't often get a completely unbiased approach to the the story either. I think this is a really good way of looking at this poem, especially with all the themes that are present in regards to terrorism, 9/11, and people from the Middle East. The media is also often used as a point of entrance for a conflict of interest. It is there to persuade you to think a certain way based on how something is being portrayed. I think this point can really be illustrated in a particular section on the top of page 28 of Tocqueville. It begins with "It just doesn't look like racism. What do you call it then?" and goes on into another longer section that talks about how fear rationalizes violence. I won't quote it here because it's quite a large section. This section shows that whatever conflict that arises, you can use fear of the "other" group to instill violence. This really connects in to the events that happened at 9/11. There are many reports of gaps in the things that the media told us about exactly what went on at that time, so it leads me to believe that no one has the full story of those events. This idea of using fear to instill violence is how I see the US using the events of 9/11 to push fighting deeper into war and giving in to a loss of privacy. Is it a coincidence perhaps that the Patriot Act was passed right around the same time the events of 9/11 unfolded? Many things are fishy, and I can tell that the narrator can see this as plain as day. The whole of this poem to me is a discussion of the narrator's disgust with our politics and ideals of society. He pokes fun at racism too, stating in another section on page 34: "You talk about them as if they are a different species. It's not that they're different. It's not even their need to normalize their difference. It's that they are trying to paint the world the color they want to see. They're actively doing that, trying to bring on the second coming. It's a long history of projection. Think of Kinsey." The part about 'trying to paint the world the color they want to see' really illustrates his thoughts about race and racism. Even today, as progressive as we think our society is, racism is still very VERY at large. I think this passage in the poem is trying to say that the type of racism that exists today is a want for sameness and a lack of different cultural practices. Our society wants us to be one way and reject the rest. All of this is so difficult to discuss because there are so many issues with race that we see on a daily basis. Race is something we have constructed, it is an act of nurture and how we have decided to treat one another. To me, people are people, and there are bad people of every kind. Evil has many faces, and power has a funny way of bringing out the evil in people. Mattawa's poetry, and Tocqueville as a whole really shows how race has caused such a dent in how we treat other people and place judgement just based on looks.
I also would like to talk a little bit about one of the imitation poems I wrote out of Tocqueville's book. The poem I chose to imitate is called "Trees" on page 48. I don't know exactly why I chose this poem, especially because it was a little harder for me to decide what exactly it was about. I liked a lot of the imagery it used, as well as some of the things that I found meaning from it. In whole, I gathered from this poem that trees are everywhere. Literally everywhere. They hold more than just leaves and branches. They are eyes and ears of the passing years and can see through the biases that we place on everything. That's kinda what I got out of this poem, and how I chose to shape my imitation. I talked a lot about how trees shape your life. They are essential to your survival yet placed under such little importance. We destroy them like they can be thrown away. I talk a lot about these themes throughout my poem. I also hinted at our lack of racial equality a little bit in the last couple lines of the poem: "I can call them the names they want to be called. I don’t want to group them by their texture or color or scent. They have stories like the rest of us." I feel really strongly about these lines. To me they sum the poem up nicely and it was really useful using trees in comparison to people on that scope.
The largest, most fragmented poem called Tocqueville was the poem that we spent most of our focus on in class this week. This poem is very long and really hard to decode. There are lots of fragments and seemingly many narrators. When we discussed this aspect in class, another student mentioned how the fragments and different narrators may be showing how the media and what you hear on the news about big events is often also a set of fragments. You don't always hear the entire story, and you don't often get a completely unbiased approach to the the story either. I think this is a really good way of looking at this poem, especially with all the themes that are present in regards to terrorism, 9/11, and people from the Middle East. The media is also often used as a point of entrance for a conflict of interest. It is there to persuade you to think a certain way based on how something is being portrayed. I think this point can really be illustrated in a particular section on the top of page 28 of Tocqueville. It begins with "It just doesn't look like racism. What do you call it then?" and goes on into another longer section that talks about how fear rationalizes violence. I won't quote it here because it's quite a large section. This section shows that whatever conflict that arises, you can use fear of the "other" group to instill violence. This really connects in to the events that happened at 9/11. There are many reports of gaps in the things that the media told us about exactly what went on at that time, so it leads me to believe that no one has the full story of those events. This idea of using fear to instill violence is how I see the US using the events of 9/11 to push fighting deeper into war and giving in to a loss of privacy. Is it a coincidence perhaps that the Patriot Act was passed right around the same time the events of 9/11 unfolded? Many things are fishy, and I can tell that the narrator can see this as plain as day. The whole of this poem to me is a discussion of the narrator's disgust with our politics and ideals of society. He pokes fun at racism too, stating in another section on page 34: "You talk about them as if they are a different species. It's not that they're different. It's not even their need to normalize their difference. It's that they are trying to paint the world the color they want to see. They're actively doing that, trying to bring on the second coming. It's a long history of projection. Think of Kinsey." The part about 'trying to paint the world the color they want to see' really illustrates his thoughts about race and racism. Even today, as progressive as we think our society is, racism is still very VERY at large. I think this passage in the poem is trying to say that the type of racism that exists today is a want for sameness and a lack of different cultural practices. Our society wants us to be one way and reject the rest. All of this is so difficult to discuss because there are so many issues with race that we see on a daily basis. Race is something we have constructed, it is an act of nurture and how we have decided to treat one another. To me, people are people, and there are bad people of every kind. Evil has many faces, and power has a funny way of bringing out the evil in people. Mattawa's poetry, and Tocqueville as a whole really shows how race has caused such a dent in how we treat other people and place judgement just based on looks.
I also would like to talk a little bit about one of the imitation poems I wrote out of Tocqueville's book. The poem I chose to imitate is called "Trees" on page 48. I don't know exactly why I chose this poem, especially because it was a little harder for me to decide what exactly it was about. I liked a lot of the imagery it used, as well as some of the things that I found meaning from it. In whole, I gathered from this poem that trees are everywhere. Literally everywhere. They hold more than just leaves and branches. They are eyes and ears of the passing years and can see through the biases that we place on everything. That's kinda what I got out of this poem, and how I chose to shape my imitation. I talked a lot about how trees shape your life. They are essential to your survival yet placed under such little importance. We destroy them like they can be thrown away. I talk a lot about these themes throughout my poem. I also hinted at our lack of racial equality a little bit in the last couple lines of the poem: "I can call them the names they want to be called. I don’t want to group them by their texture or color or scent. They have stories like the rest of us." I feel really strongly about these lines. To me they sum the poem up nicely and it was really useful using trees in comparison to people on that scope.
This week was really powerful for me. I liked talking about all of these sensitive subjects and letting others see my poetry. That is something I often times have a hard time doing, because accepting criticism is something that isn't easy. I find also that it's hard to get criticism for something you may have meant to bring meaning to that can't be seen by your peers. A lot of my poems have intentional breaks or an uneven pace, and so I think it confuses people sometimes. I do this sometimes to capture the uneven thought process of the human brain. We don't think in full sentences all the time, and a lot of my poems are simply thought processes. The beauty of poetry is that it's in the eye of the beholder. If you don't understand my poetry, it's okay, because I do. To put a summary on all of this, we are making good progress decoding and deciphering Tocqueville and I am refining and improving my poetry and writing skills every day.
Blog Post 3: 1/29/15
So far in the semester we have covered a lot of enjoyable material that has really got my writing creativity moving. I now carry with me a little journal instead of using my cell phone to write down little notes or fragments of thoughts. I much prefer this to my phone, because there's something deeply organic about writing in a notebook; pages can be felt, pen motions heard. It feels so much better to me. I don't write just poetry either. I have begun to really expand what I write and not care about if the next thing I write is going to be a masterpiece at all. This is better for me because I am an inherent perfectionist always trying to get out of that shell so that I can stop the vicious cycle of anxiety that almost always follows. I really like where this class is taking me, so I hope I can only improve from here on out.
This week in class we focused on the Harlem poet Langston Hughes, who happens to be one of my favorite poets. His poem Harlem is one of my all time favorite poems. I remember reading it in high school and really loving all the images it gave off in my head. I remember thinking that it really applies to me, because I almost always feel like I am deferring my dreams. I also really like his poem titled Children's Rhymes. This poem really gets to the heart of some of the racial issues that he had to deal with growing up. The passage that I believe really illustrates this is "What don't bug them white kids sure bugs me: We knows everybody ain't free!"
This speaks to the fact that the white race has gone about their daily lives without really thinking about the inequalities and lack of opportunity that people of color on all fronts of the world have to deal with. To me, he's saying that white people feel comfort in society because they are the dominant race with the most opportunity and freedom, so nothing really bugs them like it does for marginalized people. Langston Hughes' poetry is really simple and speaks to a wider population because of its simplicity. He writes with a lot of thought fragments and pays little worry to developing a "masterpiece". This is what makes his poetry so great; it really shows that anyone can write and be great at it. Simplicity is just as great as complexity. The simplicity in his words also brings about a bigger more complex meaning. I love the dichotomy of the two brought together.
We also began reading Tocqueville by Khaled Mattawa. His poetry speaks to the Islam and the Islamic people as a whole. There are lots of conflicting themes and symbols throughout the entire book. I really like it so far. I chose to write about one of the poems in the book that gave me a little more trouble when it comes to finding his meaning. "Bread & Butter" on page 6 is a beautiful poem. I am honestly not 100% sure what kind of meaning I find in it. I like the language that he uses, and the types of emotions that he evokes. His imagery in this poem, as well as most of them in the book are really strong and evocative. One symbol in particular that caught my attention was in the line: "There is no escaping the white rose". I see the white rose as his spirituality. Even though he may want to escape some of the deeper hallmarks of his spirituality, you often cannot escape what is already there. The rest of the paragraph really speaks to this. We often question our reality, but at the same time, some of us don't question it. I believe this is what he is getting at in this part of the passage. The next part of the passage talks about how the baker is deprived of all things besides bread. It brings me to think about what is the baker a symbol of to him? Who is this baker that must save us when we are drowning? Why does he wish the baker would save him? These are some of the questions I asked myself reading this poem. Because the poem is kind of centered around a deeper spiritual meaning, maybe the baker is a higher being of some kind. Maybe he is also an ideal higher being. It is so hard to decipher this poem. I have looked at it every day in hopes of coming to some kind of conclusion. Maybe our discussions in class will really bring me some clarity I hope.
In conclusion, I am really excited to dive deep into Tocqueville and really find some meaning in what he writes about. I am excited to write some more poetry also. I feel like I have a lot of inspiration right now with all the poetry we have been looking at.
This week in class we focused on the Harlem poet Langston Hughes, who happens to be one of my favorite poets. His poem Harlem is one of my all time favorite poems. I remember reading it in high school and really loving all the images it gave off in my head. I remember thinking that it really applies to me, because I almost always feel like I am deferring my dreams. I also really like his poem titled Children's Rhymes. This poem really gets to the heart of some of the racial issues that he had to deal with growing up. The passage that I believe really illustrates this is "What don't bug them white kids sure bugs me: We knows everybody ain't free!"
This speaks to the fact that the white race has gone about their daily lives without really thinking about the inequalities and lack of opportunity that people of color on all fronts of the world have to deal with. To me, he's saying that white people feel comfort in society because they are the dominant race with the most opportunity and freedom, so nothing really bugs them like it does for marginalized people. Langston Hughes' poetry is really simple and speaks to a wider population because of its simplicity. He writes with a lot of thought fragments and pays little worry to developing a "masterpiece". This is what makes his poetry so great; it really shows that anyone can write and be great at it. Simplicity is just as great as complexity. The simplicity in his words also brings about a bigger more complex meaning. I love the dichotomy of the two brought together.
We also began reading Tocqueville by Khaled Mattawa. His poetry speaks to the Islam and the Islamic people as a whole. There are lots of conflicting themes and symbols throughout the entire book. I really like it so far. I chose to write about one of the poems in the book that gave me a little more trouble when it comes to finding his meaning. "Bread & Butter" on page 6 is a beautiful poem. I am honestly not 100% sure what kind of meaning I find in it. I like the language that he uses, and the types of emotions that he evokes. His imagery in this poem, as well as most of them in the book are really strong and evocative. One symbol in particular that caught my attention was in the line: "There is no escaping the white rose". I see the white rose as his spirituality. Even though he may want to escape some of the deeper hallmarks of his spirituality, you often cannot escape what is already there. The rest of the paragraph really speaks to this. We often question our reality, but at the same time, some of us don't question it. I believe this is what he is getting at in this part of the passage. The next part of the passage talks about how the baker is deprived of all things besides bread. It brings me to think about what is the baker a symbol of to him? Who is this baker that must save us when we are drowning? Why does he wish the baker would save him? These are some of the questions I asked myself reading this poem. Because the poem is kind of centered around a deeper spiritual meaning, maybe the baker is a higher being of some kind. Maybe he is also an ideal higher being. It is so hard to decipher this poem. I have looked at it every day in hopes of coming to some kind of conclusion. Maybe our discussions in class will really bring me some clarity I hope.
In conclusion, I am really excited to dive deep into Tocqueville and really find some meaning in what he writes about. I am excited to write some more poetry also. I feel like I have a lot of inspiration right now with all the poetry we have been looking at.
Blog post 2: 1/22/15
This week in class we went over some of the material from the book "Writing Down the Bones" by Goldberg. We also discussed some of the Ted Berrigan Sonnets. I really liked this week's activities because we looked really deep into poetry and the writing experience for the writer. Goldberg really inspired me to write more often and in different settings to expand my creativity. I'm going to talk about what I liked about Goldberg's book and critique Ted Berrigan's Sonnets.
Sonnets are honestly one of my least favorite forms of poetry. Now this doesn't mean that I don't like them, I just prefer other styles over sonnets. The Ted Berrigan sonnets were some of my favorite that I have read so far. They are really funny, and when we really dissected them in class, I got a really good sense for his style of writing. His sonnet XV nearly blew my mind when someone in class pointed out that the sonnet was sentences organized in an alternating order. Having such a hard time reading it the first time, it finally made sense! LIII was the other sonnet we talked about in class, and I found it to be my favorite of the two that we discussed. I didn't really take any meaning from it, I just found it to be really funny and I like how the words were arranged.
When reading Goldberg's book, I found there were lots of sections that I could identify with. There were also lots of great ideas that I would like to use in the future to help improve my writing. One such set of ideas on page 21 called "A list of topics for writing practice" gave me a ton of really good options. They were not modest ideas either, which I really liked. The human brain is very expansive, so I believe these questions get to the heart of every area of interest. I also liked the section titled "composting", which talks about how writing can be multi-layered and takes looking through every layer of your life to truly have a good understanding of your writing. To me this makes a lot of sense. If you look deep into your life, you are more than what you give off as your perception or aura. When you write, you want to write from that place so it doesn't appear as just lines on paper that have no real meaning or relevance.
So far I have really enjoyed this class. I like all of the writing and poetry exercises that we have been doing. I haven't done them since high school, so it feels very rusty right now. Hopefully as we progress on, my writing will open up a little more. Right now I feel really blocked up in my process and can't find any good inspiration. I'm going to use some of the things Goldberg mentions in her book and see if that helps me.
Sonnets are honestly one of my least favorite forms of poetry. Now this doesn't mean that I don't like them, I just prefer other styles over sonnets. The Ted Berrigan sonnets were some of my favorite that I have read so far. They are really funny, and when we really dissected them in class, I got a really good sense for his style of writing. His sonnet XV nearly blew my mind when someone in class pointed out that the sonnet was sentences organized in an alternating order. Having such a hard time reading it the first time, it finally made sense! LIII was the other sonnet we talked about in class, and I found it to be my favorite of the two that we discussed. I didn't really take any meaning from it, I just found it to be really funny and I like how the words were arranged.
When reading Goldberg's book, I found there were lots of sections that I could identify with. There were also lots of great ideas that I would like to use in the future to help improve my writing. One such set of ideas on page 21 called "A list of topics for writing practice" gave me a ton of really good options. They were not modest ideas either, which I really liked. The human brain is very expansive, so I believe these questions get to the heart of every area of interest. I also liked the section titled "composting", which talks about how writing can be multi-layered and takes looking through every layer of your life to truly have a good understanding of your writing. To me this makes a lot of sense. If you look deep into your life, you are more than what you give off as your perception or aura. When you write, you want to write from that place so it doesn't appear as just lines on paper that have no real meaning or relevance.
So far I have really enjoyed this class. I like all of the writing and poetry exercises that we have been doing. I haven't done them since high school, so it feels very rusty right now. Hopefully as we progress on, my writing will open up a little more. Right now I feel really blocked up in my process and can't find any good inspiration. I'm going to use some of the things Goldberg mentions in her book and see if that helps me.
Blog post 1: 1/15/15
I have already begun to enjoy this class so far. In fact, before this class began I was pretty excited based on the books we had to buy. I love to read a lot of different types of media, so I was even more excited when I saw the types of things we would be studying and doing. i really liked some if not all of the poems in the poetry packet we were given. I believe even if something doesn't strike a complete balance with me, doesn't necessarily mean it is a good or bad piece, it just means it's different. I just don't believe in 'right' or 'wrong' when it comes to poetry and other forms of creative writing. I think this is a good way of thinking, because everyone has a different image of what they are trying to portray. With this, I am going to go through some of the poems that I enjoyed the most and what they portray to me.
The first poem that I liked in particular was the very first one in the poetry book titled 'Geology of Water". I really liked this poem because of the type of language used, and how descriptive it is. It gives the viewer a lot of different ideas about what the poem could mean also, which is really cool to me. My favorite line was "The sea grew old in me, the blood as salt and turbulent, as unpacific". I liked a lot about this line. To me it reminds me of what it feels like when you lay in the ocean. If you have ever done this, it almost feels like you are one with the sea. The rest of the poem builds on this dark idea that evolution is an active process and can't necessarily save every living thing. It's really hard to figure out exactly what is going on or what is being said by this poem, which is kind of nice.
I also really liked the poem "Lens". Lens to me is about trying to find transparency within a person and what they think about. This is a near impossible feat in my opinion. People are complex creatures, and what we see is usually quite a bit different than what someone else sees. I think this poem is really trying to show that it's especially hard to see into another person's lens because our own lens is often times cloudy. I saw this clearly in "you whom I have lied to, you to whom I've told the truth, some version of turning light." This line shows that everyone has a different view that isn't always clear or truthful, it's just another view.
To wrap up this post, I'm going to talk about my favorite poem so far; "What is the shape of your body?". Although it is very short, I loved some of the imagery and language that was evident in the poem. I think it's about someone who is struggling with finding their own identity and what that might mean. Finding who you are is really hard, and finding that acceptance into your own head is even harder. I don't exactly know why I see this as the meaning for the poem, it just feels that way to me. A line that really ties it all together is the last "(But you can't jump into the earth.) yes you can. Push harder." This makes me feel really deeply the homage to self identity that the author may have been feeling. It's almost saying "(but you don't know yourself, so don't get any deeper) yes you can. Try harder."
The first poem that I liked in particular was the very first one in the poetry book titled 'Geology of Water". I really liked this poem because of the type of language used, and how descriptive it is. It gives the viewer a lot of different ideas about what the poem could mean also, which is really cool to me. My favorite line was "The sea grew old in me, the blood as salt and turbulent, as unpacific". I liked a lot about this line. To me it reminds me of what it feels like when you lay in the ocean. If you have ever done this, it almost feels like you are one with the sea. The rest of the poem builds on this dark idea that evolution is an active process and can't necessarily save every living thing. It's really hard to figure out exactly what is going on or what is being said by this poem, which is kind of nice.
I also really liked the poem "Lens". Lens to me is about trying to find transparency within a person and what they think about. This is a near impossible feat in my opinion. People are complex creatures, and what we see is usually quite a bit different than what someone else sees. I think this poem is really trying to show that it's especially hard to see into another person's lens because our own lens is often times cloudy. I saw this clearly in "you whom I have lied to, you to whom I've told the truth, some version of turning light." This line shows that everyone has a different view that isn't always clear or truthful, it's just another view.
To wrap up this post, I'm going to talk about my favorite poem so far; "What is the shape of your body?". Although it is very short, I loved some of the imagery and language that was evident in the poem. I think it's about someone who is struggling with finding their own identity and what that might mean. Finding who you are is really hard, and finding that acceptance into your own head is even harder. I don't exactly know why I see this as the meaning for the poem, it just feels that way to me. A line that really ties it all together is the last "(But you can't jump into the earth.) yes you can. Push harder." This makes me feel really deeply the homage to self identity that the author may have been feeling. It's almost saying "(but you don't know yourself, so don't get any deeper) yes you can. Try harder."
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